sunrise7 ever dumbening cutting sepia tones spill out of the rent in the wall of sky, where the welder's arc a piercing puddle stays. we stumble, sun-drunk, back to the grove, the cathdral stand of coast redwoods. joined like and with the forest dwellers on the healthy cushioned ground we drift, buoys above the bay. 030221 ... Piso Mojado sitting with everyone in the piercing light, an orange glow to bodies and faces and unbroken silence. the undulating sounds of r trying to find the melody of the warmth and beauty of the moment on his guitar. no one stirs no one breaks their gaze from the awakening world below us. sage fills the air and welcomes the morning. 030222 ... is mise mags i enjoy the meandering wandering through a night's mind whereoft i feel so at ease, easy enough to not attach the same sentiment or need for meaning but more an outflow of expression unwatched, unobserved uncensored! 040616 ... notme interesting. 040617 what's it to you? who go blather from