36 & zakè: Stasis Sounds for Long-Distance Space Travel (Stage 2)

One listen. A bit shorter than I thought it’d be, but I cover an idea of the song well enough. Not enough, but well enough.

36 & zakè’s “Stasis Sounds for Long-Distance Space Travel (Stage 2)” is from Stasis Sounds For Long​-​Distance Space Travel.

I hope you enjoy.

Airy sound comes through, though maybe it’s more fair to say floating sound. It is gentle and calm, and upon the main part something like a wind or a breath murmurs. All draws long as though the energy to move with a liveliness has long left.

It’s slow and gradual and there’s a heaviness in how this proceeds. It’s light but it’s heavy, and within the sounds as they move comes a lower end, drifting, floating on endlessly. It travels with delicate movements and within the sounds a fragility comes forward, and much like the sounds it fades away as the song ends.

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36 & zakè: Stasis Sounds for Long-Distance Space Travel (Stage 1)

One listen for this one.

I had a bit of trouble writing this as I started thinking about whether I should try to describe the sound or draw out imagery. Focusing om imagery would’ve worked much better and some of that is here, but perhaps not enough.

36 & zakè’s “Stasis Sounds for Long-Distance Space Travel (Stage 1)” is from Stasis Sounds For Long​-​Distance Space Travel.

I hope you enjoy.

Slowly and quickly a long calm laps at its shoreline, and all fades out as it fades in. A grand silence fills out and around, and the only thing that disturbs it is the calm.

The sounds seem to recede and advance in slow motions; it is at ease as it reinforces itself. Eventually something else comes in, taking away the sense of certainty in a way. At first there was perhaps a sense of excitement, but now something along the lines of loss and sadness appear. If not specific, then the sense of melancholy is there and it grows, and what was no longer is. The sounds have taken on a new context as they move through the silence, slowly unchanging whilst they continue to move calmly.

They move as though long trails, and they grow heavy and seemingly burdened, but they continue onward, still with that slight excitement, and they fade away as the song ends.

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Five-Hundred Word Challenge 1281: Being Tired is a Thing

Being tired is a thing that happens sometimes and you try to get used to it but you can’t always and so that’s the way life goes. However, it could be argued that it is better to not get used to being tired and instead try to not be tired by getting enough rest.

Now my question is: How does one go about getting enough rest? Where do they find this? Is it hiding under a rock? Under the couch? Under the growing bags that hang under my eyes, reminding me of my inability to get what one would classify as a full rest involving having eyes closed and remaining closed for a complete eight hours?

I guess that’s more than one question, but you get the idea.

So I need to find some rest but it is something that I cannot have. I am unavailable for rest. I am available for pulling my hair out and hoping that everything I need happens sooner rather than later. I also am available for sitting here and wondering where the day went and ignoring the amount of stuff I’ve gotten done due to a need to ensure that I always feel I’ve not done enough.

I could get up and go to bed and try to rest but that would involve some sort of effort and I don’t want to expend the energy that I have into something that I have not in case I don’t get it after all the work. It is only good to do things in which I know I’ll succeed. Otherwise what’s the point?

Well, of course there is always a point but that’s beside the point. The whole thing here is that I need rest but will never get the rest I need and so I just need to continue on with my life and hope that I get the rest I need somewhere along the way. I don’t think it will happen and perhaps I will prevent it from happening as, even though its happening does mean some sort of success, in reality that is what I am afraid of.

There is a deep and primal fear inside of me that success will lead to more success and I am not one to go down the path of achievements. The only thing I can really do is stay here and sit still and wait for the sun to pass before I go to the floor and start crawling and howling, startling the neighbours and planting the seeds of terror in the hearts of the innocent. Slowly I lose distinct features until I become an amorphous shadowy form and no one will know what I stand for and where I’m going.

I’d be going down the road to get some ice cream but they don’t need to know that, and perhaps it is better that they don’t know. There are things that people are not meant to know and their knowing could very well upset that.

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 06:13:76

I feel this bit of writing got better toward the end, and that feeling is partly based on the increase in silliness.

Written at home.

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Tree From a Shadow

Trees: they’re around, as seen in this photo I took a few weeks ago whilst walking.
Not much to say. I like how the shadows have a bit of length to them, and I like how the closest tree appears to be coming from its shadow.

I hope you enjoy.

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Dennis Nedry Survives Dream

Dennis Nedry grabbed the embryos but it happened really quickly. Then he was at the part where he was trying to work out where he needed to go after crashing into the sign and it took a bit of time to work it out. Eventually he chose a direction.

Then Dennis was dealing with the Dilophosaurus and it did its frill extension and spit things (from which I understand are things the dinosaur quite likely couldn’t do in real life, but that’s not important for this recounting) and it spat up the black muck. Then it spat up some acid and burned Dennis’ face but at the same time that didn’t happen.

Dennis ran back to his van but then it was a minibus and he entered it and shut the door behind him as quickly as he could. Then the viewing angle was facing him in the driver’s seat and just out of focus the minibus door opened and something came onto the bus, and then the door shut. At this point I was thinking something along the lines of “Oh no, this is bad”, but it turned out it was someone Dennis knew.

Then the minibus got to the port but due to a late arrival the ship wasn’t there so time had to be spent waiting for the next one to arrive. Dennis parked the minibus inside a small building and shut the roller door which was and was not there. Then he and the other person asked me to shut the side doors which I did, and I had to be quick as we didn’t want the Dilophosaurus getting in as that wouldn’t be good.

Both doorframes had two doors. One opened outward and one inward, so you could close them against each other. They also had individual locks so you could lock one and not the other if necessary. I closed both sets of side doors and then hopped back onto the bus where we decided to hopefully get some sleep whilst the storm was happening.

I heard something bang against one of the doors and claw at it, but it was only for a brief period before it stopped. I tried to rest but I was also wondering what it was and if it would get through. Then I woke up.

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Re:Your Abandoned Shipment ! !

A few days ago I was going through my emails to work out what to delete.
I try to keep them a bit more organised than I used so I don’t miss stuff I think is important. Anyway, as I was going through my emails I came across the below which I thought was pretty silly and ineffective as far as scams go.

I removed the sender’s and airport’s names as a just in case, but otherwise the below is as it was written.

I hope you enjoy.

Hello,

I’m , Head of Operations(Storage, Maintenance & Transportation) here at International Airport. During my recent Withheld Package routine check at the Airport Storage Vault, I discovered a shipment belonging to you, which was abandoned by a Diplomat. When I scanned the shipment, it revealed US dollar bills(money) in a Metal Trunk Box, weighing approximately 100kg with a value of over US$5 million, judging from the volume of the contents and weight of the shipment.

The shipment was abandoned because the content was not properly declared by the Diplomat as “MONEY” but rather, as personal treasures, probably to evade inspection. Also the inability of the Diplomat to pay for the Airport Non-Inspection Charges of $5,7000USD contributed to the abandonement of the trunk box.

I found your details in the official payment documents that are tagged to the Trunk box, hence my reason for contacting you. However, to confirm if you’re the actual recipient of this shipment, I will advise you provide a Government issued ID with your names and address on it, to enable me to cross-check the information with the details on the official payment documents.

Note that this shipment ought to have been turned over to the United States Treasury Department as unclaimed property, due to the delay in concluding the clearance processes. Once I confirm you as the actual recipient of the trunk box, I will go ahead and settle the Non-Inspection Fee of $5,700USD and get the clearance processes concluded within 48 hours. We can then arrange for the shipment to be delivered to your doorstep personally by me to avoid any troubles.

I will wait to hear from you urgently.

Regards,

Head of Operations
(Storage, Maintenance & Transportation)
International Airport

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Five-Hundred Word Challenge 1280: One of Those Tired Ramblings

Today is going to be a long day and it isn’t due to the lack of sleep, though it likely is due to the lack of sleep. Last week was a long week but today will be a long day. It may even be longer than last week. I am yet to find out but it certainly feels that way.

There is an lot to do but there is also enough time to get it all done. I sit here and I start this and then I’ll disappear for a while as I need to try and find a way to undo my lack of sleep without doing much of anything beyond going for a walk and buying coffee, even though I’ve already had one. Going to charge my way in a turbo manner. See what happens.

Probably just get really antsy and all that.

So I’ve got that out of the way. I need to process more photos. I need to do some writing. I need to work. I need to avoid work. I need to try and find a way to get off this train of thought and work out how I can twist this around so it becomes something else. It doesn’t need to become some sort of major work but I need to say something that says something.

I don’t actually need to say anything at all, and I don’t necessarily think that we should strive to say something meaningful and poignant, but at the same time I think it is good to try. Usually that kind of thing just happens and you don’t will it into existence, but it still is good to try. You want to strive to reach out to people, after all.

I don’t think I’ll say anything of substance or note today but maybe I will try. Maybe I will try to will something into existence, but I don’t know what that something is as of yet. Soon I may find out. Soon it may slap me in the face like a wet fish to the face. Maybe I won’t do that. Maybe I’ll just pretend that there is no point, though there always is except for when there isn’t, and I’ll just go about my day, dragging myself through various events and nonevents until I am slapped in the face with some sort of inspiration like a wet fish to the face.

Then again I could just go lie down and sleep and not work, but if I do that I won’t get paid and money is needed to survive and all that other stuff so I think I’ll just get on with it and try and write something and then do the other things and stay busy so as to ignore the fact that I need more sleep, but maybe I can’t do that as sleep will loom over me and drag me to rest sooner or later, and it’s likely that I’ve very little say in the matter.

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 05:11:77

Fast. Probably crap. I’m not going to read over it for a long while.
There were some stops but overall this was really easy to write.

Written at home.

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Grabbed From a Puddle

I was watching this gull as I was trying to get a photo of it with its beak touching the water just before a ripple formed. Took a few and I’ll share some others later, but for it’s just this one.

I think it was looking for food. I’m not sure. I also think it has some sort of leaf in its beak, but I’m not sure. I know it found something else in this puddle that looked more like a leaf than this object, but this still could be, albeit more decomposed. Maybe.

This is my submission into the two hundred-and-sixtieth Lens-Artists Photo Challenge. The theme for this one is “Overlooked“.

I feel this counts as, when we see a group of birds we don’t always pay attention to what some of them are doing and as such can miss actions that seem different to what the other birds are doing. I also think this counts based on the possibility that the gull found the object due to other birds not seeing it.

The host of the Lens-Artists challenges cycles weekly between the following people:

Week 1 – Tina

Week 2 – Patti

Week 3 – Ann-Christine aka Leya

Week 4 – Amy

Week 5 – John Steiner

Week 6 – Sofia Alves

Week 7 – Anne Sandler

Week 8 – Donna

Week 9 – Guest host

Janet Webb of This That and The Other Thing is guest-curating this one. Leya is curating the next one, and the theme has been announced in advance as “Work in Progress”.

I recommend participating in the challenges as they provide a fun way to interpret theme. If not participating, then at least you should still check out what others of the Lens-Artists community are submitting.

I hope you enjoy.

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Rocky Separation

I took this during one of my recent visits to The Blue Mountains.
I don’t have much of anything to say about this photo. There’s a sense of space and the scene seems quiet.

I think it does give a good idea of how some of the Australian landscape appears. It seems dry and old, and it lacks the lushness that is often what is looked for in a good deal of landscapes. Despite that it still holds a sense of life and perhaps uniqueness.

I hope you enjoy.

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Seatbelts: Road to the West

One listen.

I thought I’d be able to draw out more from the song which is why I chose to write about it, but I didn’t get as far as I’d hoped, which is fitting, so this is a brilliant piece of writing, or something.

Seatbelts’ (シートベルツ) “Road to the West” is from the fifth (or fourth, depending on what you count) of Cowboy Bebop‘s soundtracks, Cowboy Bebop Blue.

I hope you enjoy.

A gentle synth stirs as saxophone wafts and drifts. It seems to call out in conviction and loneliness. It is there and it follows the synth, and every time it stops it seems a little bit is chipped away.

What is it that disappears? Maybe it is realisation that goals will not be achieved; that hopes and dreams remain as such. Still, there is an attempt and maybe the attempt is enough. Maybe it is not. Maybe seeing desires and hopes and dreams fall away is what this signifies, and it carries with a sadness, but even so the sounds keep moving forward as they fade and the song ends.

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