This is why I always remember to look up. Heavy metal in the moonlight!
My sweet and beautiful boy always seems to have a smile for me. He is a luminescent person who lights up my life. I am the luckiest guy ever!
This morning I went to check on the herbs in our little garden and I was expecting our remaining dream come true rose to be dead or as holy as Swiss cheese. Last weekend I saw that the first of our dreams had popped open…but I also noticed that a gang of aphids had set up shop to destroy our roses. Last year the dreams were stunning, this year they were looking to be a total bust. I had been so busy with ZS that I completely forgot to trim them and also we don’t have any good garden sheers.
When I reached up (about six feet) to pull down the remaining rose and I was surprised. Nothing!!! The rose was completely clean, in full bloom and fantastically fragrant. So where the heck did the gang of aphids go? I peered closer at the stem and was amazed by what I found. An entire war had occurred during the week while I had been sorting ones and zeros. You see, earlier in the spring an band of tiny spiders had invaded our balcony, setting up small webs everywhere. I was annoyed cause I kept running into webs and also want it to be safe for our kids to go out on the balcony to blow bubbles. But our eight legged friends turned out to be the good guys in the insect holocaust that happened on the rose stem.
I examined the narrow green battlefield of a stem and it was littered with hollowed aphid carcases. The band of micro-arachnids had setup a strategic line just below the dream and had slaughtered all of the aphids attempting to asend to the petals to catch a free meal. It was a moment of awe, the subtle differences between reality and the realities we think we know. Microcosms. Epic battles in the hidden worlds beneath. It reminded me of a beautiful piece of french cinema. I wish I had tiny fly-on-the-wall cameras set up so I could see how it went down.
The spiders saved my last dream. It made my day, perhaps my summer. I love coming home after too many hours in front of the social light box and just enjoying my dreams. I try to re-route myself, channel myself, my mind into simplicity of everyday things…things that just are. To me, it is beauty.
“Every man I meet is my superior in some way. In that I learn of him.” – Ralph W. Emerson
I suppose that this is mostly true, but I am pretty sure that I have met some exceptions.
“The world is a book, if you don’t travel you’ve only read a page” – Rev Run
There are so many countries and cities in the world, how do you know if you even like where you are living if you have never experienced anything else. With no reference point you can make no comparison, so travel.
“Enough research will tend to support your theory.” – Murphy’s Law
This is why I stopped just researching things and writing about them in favor of creating awesome things. Besides the researchers probably need something new to write about.
Yet another affirmation of my decision to move to PDX.
“It’s unclear who did this or why?”
There is no why. Asking that question is like asking what is the nature of man or why the sun rises. Because they could. Because it was a good idea. Because a generation of latch key kids were raised by their NES’s.
“Don’t let the perfect be the enemy of the good.” – Voltaire
I used to be a perfectionist, but it cost me way too much time, frustration and hassle in life. I focus on getting what needs to be done, done. I have learned where to focus my perfectionism.
