That tree is where the planes all land, and it's branches mask their nature.

They seem to enter its confides and cease to reemerge. Perhaps it is where they take their turn, quite literally i mean, as in off to a somewhere else.

Regardless, they are real. I see them today as i did last night, returning from the north east.

spent most of may day laying at my window watching harriers take off into a space of mixed blue violet.

With nightfall came a new light. Funny how the planes seem to burn brightest in their ascent, then cool, then progress in some reasonable direction.

From here they look like fireflies, dying in orderly sequence. Fireflies do not ascend in flames though. Perhaps i may be mistaken.

The universe is a curious thing and should be treated thusly.

tetris

considering the method of de-perspective.

considering a photograph as a window.

it likely is not.

considering the method of de-perspective.

tu-tu-tu-tuummmbbblllleeeee

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sleeping machines moan, melancholy, far off in the distance

Today is extraordinary

because today is extra ordinary

This time is incongruous with most other things

11:28 pm

probably just this very instant.

probably just the thought of home.

probably just missing out.. but constantly. on something.

one thing or another.

probably another, more times than not.

but perhaps not.

I mean on the contrary i still spend my days writing love songs, and my nights dreaming of singing them to her and sweeping her off her feet.

And when craig's list can give me everything i want out of life!?

I looked at it yesterday. A 250 dollar piano and a telescope. Now all i need is a truck and some space. Isn't that funny though? all i need is some space! a quantity of reality that has yet to even really been conceptually defined. Its fine though.

really.

it always is!

Thats our nature: more or less fine.. regardless

I'd like to take a road trip based on that principal.

11:54 pm