windy mon uow it's suddenly windy today 050414 ... mon uow the chimes are quiet now 050415 ... tilt swoosh, the wind flies around, blowing trees about and making interesting noises. i want to go and play in the wind, in the rain. the weather reminds me i'm alive, that i exist within nature, that no matter what happens, it will still rain. it's comforting that nature is indiscriminative like that. nature sees me as impersonal, no different to a rock or a tree. the wind whips around my body, gently caressing me with ethereal pressure. this is more real than any other thing in the world. 060326 ... unhinged the windows are creaking and the wind wrenched the cardoor from my hand 090310 ... unhinged damn it is still cold leeching the way my hair, skin was cold from standing at the busstop i could smell the coldness on my way home just a bit ago and i pulled my wrist/hand warmers out of my bag glad they were still in there 090410 ... raze i'd say the wind is howling, but that's not quite right. it isn't making animal sounds. it's speaking through what it can see: garbage pails not bottom-heavy enough to stand up to a battering like this. leaves that haven't been swallowed by the snow. branches ready to be broken by hands that can't be seen. dirt and detritus with nowhere left to go. and any hollow vessel walking around out there trying to learn how to whistle the hard way, by letting the cold, pitiless air tear through whatever ails them. it's been like this all day. 220105 what's it to you? who go blather from