There is so much art in the world. We wear it. We see it. We are it. It is the creative mind coming to life. When we speak art comes out of our mouths. When we dream we dream in artistic fashion, creating. I dreamed that my hair was dread-locked on one side of my head and long and straight on the other. Perhaps my dual nature of the wild side of me that wants only to live in the forest and the other side that years to explore the world we have created as people. Interesting the dream would be my hair. I have been wanting to get a hair cut. It is getting long (and perhaps with split ends) like the man in the video I saw yesterday playing and singing. His name was Reverend Hylton. He seems to be something of a grassroots artist coming to fruition. In this holiday time we are reminded to be thankful. I am reminded of Christ. And the bible. There was a fruit plucked by Eve in the s...
The vegan lifestyle. What is inspired? The introduction to Carlos Santana's autobiography is. A plant-based diet. Someone said today, after I had described to her what I was eating, that this diet I have been partaking in has a lot of starches. This may be true. Perhaps I do need to incorporate more plain-old-vegetables into what I put in my mouth. Smoothies. This requires a blender which I don't have. So I eat a banana. I eat a banana. It is so easy. One just pulls it off the tree when it's ready. First it must be shipped and then I can go to the store and buy it! There's a lot to a banana. Bananas have a lot of starch too! I swam today. Just enough to get a workout. I got my swim in. I swam, I swum. I pulled myself through the water from one end of the pool to the other. I don't do that neat flip and push I just grab the side of the pool and push off. Not fan...
We'll. It rained today. A lot. I wanted to drive more than I did but I still made my "quota". It's the foot/ankle/toe thing going on, hurting like a throbbing, dull, aching. That's what driving does after a while when you have a fractured foot. It was nice today because I texted some friends. Tomorrow I may see my brother and nephew again, the little tyke. I will be on crutches still but, hey, it will be fun to hang out and get kicked by nephew a lot. That is what he did last time while we were sitting down at the table in the restaurant. In The Shade of The Night Tree I'm going to allow some rest in the shade of the night tree where rest is allowed and the cool wind beckons warmth under the pillows of stars; comets remind me that we are not alone. Earth time, Greensboro, NC. At night. https://www.saatchiart.com/art/Painting-Night-Tree/850521/4413789/view
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