the early part of the day i went to Alz B's. fed her her snack of peanut butter and jelly sandwich, strawberry Ensure and juice. this seemed to put her to sleep in short order so i went to find Johnny, one of the other residents to see if he wanted to go out to have a smoke. of course, and when i met up with him at the Nurses Station, he had two other old dudes that wanted to go. So we hung out there for a little while and i re listened to the stories. there were two little clumps of flowers growing fearlessly near the wall in the sun. we looked at them.
back Here, i spent time off and on out There. just sitting. looking. wondering what it is i mean when i do these things.
me. going back and forth.
and i thought about how i did things almost exactly like this when i was seven years old. Down by the creek. i was alone then too. i don't know, i cannot tell you, if anyone ever saw them. This was in the woods then. my Diorama. maybe my Dad went down there and saw them? i don't think so. he would have made fun of me. so..no. i don't think he did. But if someone had asked me then what i was doing, i would not have had an answer. i could not have told them. and i thought about it being the same today. if someone asked me what i am doing, i would not have an answer. i just do it. and look at it.
i worked on the Cloth
after many possibilites, it's just the "vibrations"…the Energy forms….that are it. There are more, but it was too dark for a pic and i didn't want to use the flash.
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