well, bremer's gone, the folder was changed from blue to green...
(or was it the other way around?)
there was a hint of sarcasm in I.'s voice when he said,
"so now we are liberated..." but he has hope, we have hope...
what else can we have?
why did they let the pimp whore open his mouth any more than to
state his name? he should have been dressed in shackles
and orange coveralls! dear allah, if you are so merciful
and all-knowing, dont give that scum ANY day in court or anywhere else!
let the people he oppressed have thier day!!!!
it's a feat only modern man can afford, to live a life
in one place while vicariously living many others in many
places through contacts and communication, imagination...
i am learning the power of imagination/mind. i'm not anywhere near
the old 'DAI NI FURUSATO', but my mind/heart are still there in
spades. the insignificant spaces of a roadside flood my mental
space so strongly as if i was there... dear god i scoured
minami izu on my hands and knees! all those days of snake strawberry
picking and wandering for flowers, scenes, places to live...
am i nostalgic? absolutely! i knew this would be a struggle for the
rest of my time on earth. i knew after the first year there my life
would never be the same. i knew the longer i stayed the deeper
the...scars? wounds? memories?...
Chi-chan sent me a box...i knew she would be the first. we planned
to grow old together after the old farts moved on to the
realm of paradise...who knows, perhaps we still will. but now
i know it will not be permanently in that breathtakingly beautiful
god forsaken wilderness i love so much. but then again, in 20
years or so, all the assholes that made my life pretty miserable there
will be dead and gone so then again, who knows....
in the meantime, its reality show in present progressive.
the here and now is here and now is where i long to stay
here and now! m. is an angel, and life with an angel is heaven!
i proclaim today my independence day from the shackles