March 22

shipping containers on the bay, windsurfers, white caps and windsurfers- some 14 year old female lifesavers reminding me of how I failed at swimming – some young girls with skirts pulled up screaming like they’re on a roller coaster ride as waves wash in and over their feet – thoughts on doing voluntary work like life saving or a fire fighter- what can I do – I have done church related activities- but then I didn’t feel the love…

the smell of seaweed along with salty water
the tunneling of the wind across my ears
tasting the tang of soft drink I just had
seeing the water in different shades of green capped with white beards
ships hanging on the horizon
wind stroking my skin
the wind comes in gusts and bowls us over
do we need a gust of love?
waves roll slowly and then turns and their life is over
Couple sitting on rocks twisting their hands getting to know each other
City in the distance shrouded in closing clouds while water flashing grey with sunlight brilliance

Mansions on the edge of the beach- that would be great – but what if you had no-one to share them with- they look empty and unfriendly wouldn’t you be on a different planet

“better to live on a beach in a tent with someone you love than to live in a mansion alone” – so says Jim Rohn

Giant poodles looking ungainly with those tufted boots

There’s a lot of things hidden in her
a lot of secret chambers
she’s a pyramid of Egypt
waiting to be discovered
showing only surface layers

on ‘perfection’ in a partner

I’m no longer looking for perfection
don’t believe it exists
or that it lasts
like love it twists and turns
cools and burns
not looking for perfection

At the supermarket – a man at the headache tablet section looking like he’s getting a headache choosing which tablet to get…

The supermarket is the modern savanna for the hunter gatherer our dollars are our spears shopping bags the skins of the captured beasts.

Someone at the checkout frantically searching through her bag- she’s left her wallet at home, she negotiates with the checkout operator to remove items down to a value of 50 bucks… she’s not poor but is made to feel it maybe?

On the road – it’s a black universe and the cars are planets and each person is traveling along on their own particular planet with their own particular thoughts on their own particular universe, an older couple to my left at the lights with BIlly Joel; pumping out the speakers a younger one to my left checking her makeup in the mirror could be an important date? Saturday night.