dirt verse

here I am talking about breezes and what not, my launch radio busts out with Summer Breeze, Crosby-Stills, whatever. clearly there is no message here, just me thinking there is, and there isn't, not that I care.

I was finishing up my morning coffee outside work, the breeze was too good for me, I don't deserve days like this truth there is the most fantastic tree holding lights and a speaker, it is representing the shopping strip well, what else could I do, I sent it my good engery, because of the beauty, the perfect shade, the perfect sway at 9:35am - so in other words, any nice I might have had went to the tree and I was a cunt the rest of the day, so there.

this morning my grandfather died, around 8:15, my uncle said this loss has me feeling unfinished because he was angry with me these past few months but that's a personal story about hatred that stretches too far... so, I say, good-bye to my grandfather, he was intelligent and clean he made my mother, and she's gone too he made her with my grandma, she's gone too. their conception, their ends. I loved you so much, believe it or not.

i am not content i am furious this is me feeling this unhappy/sick/Jesus help me trying to find the strength

exploring with joseph and isabelle we saw a green worm, suspended by an invisible string, holding a silk ball, but joseph said it was an egg, he knows things like this, I don't we saw a cardinal, but I think that it saw us first, and I saw it as a sign from my Mom, she was watching us, she sent her favorite bird ever to watch us play. and that is life right now, a very deep pain, and surviving under the swift supervision of nature.

april 2nd around 6pm, my new neice was born, she is a sweet baby girl, she joins my nephew and other neice, welcome to this cruel, ugly world you diamond.