Five-Hundred Word Challenge 1380: Tired and Nauseous

Posted on July 6, 2024 by Stupidity Hole

Tired and nauseous, but nauseous due to necessary change, but not sure how much that change is required. I know it’s not right now, but maybe it is.

Glasses. It’s not that exciting.

But it’s cold and I don’t like the cold right now as I want to finish this bit of writing before this song ends and this song runs for about six minutes. Not really something I should be announcing, but I am, and so… yeah.

Long day, tired, fatigued, all of those things. Trying to keep on going and getting there, but slowly. It takes time. It takes time to get to where I want to be and it takes time to do what I want to do. But it all takes time.

You need a lot of time and never have enough of it, and that’s why you try and chip away at these things where you can, or at least that’s what I try to do. I try to make use of the time that I have and I don’t use it well, and it floats on away and I find myself dreaming as though I were a bird going where I feel I must, looking, searching, doing whatever it is that birds do.

Shitting on cars.

Perhaps one day I won’t need glasses, and this is all some sort of trickery that I’ve allowed myself to believe, but it’s change and it’s time and it’s time I don’t want to be spending, but I must as I need to do things. I need to get things done and soon I will, but it’s going to take time. Maybe it will be longer than soon. Maybe it’ll take more time than I anticipated. Who knows.

Actually, I don’t know how long I anticipated, but it’s not this. I was hoping I’d adapt in a few hours, but that is not to be. As such, things continue on. Adaptation is a process. Time is something I have, but not enough of, or rather I’d prefer to spend less time on this change. I want it to happen sooner rather than later, but that’s not to be and so I just have to keep on going and tolerating the illness that I am provided with until my brain can accept and adapt to the change. It’ll get there eventually, or it won’t. I don’t know.

What would be a good change is my hands warming up a bit faster than they are. If they do that, then I’ll be a happy chappy. Until then, however, I have to deal with the cold and the nauseating glasses experience. I’ll have to deal with that and continue on, and woe is me and all that other stuff.

Song’s finishing and I’m not even done going on about what it is that I’m trying to convey, which, admittedly, is not much of anything about anything, really. Change happens and time takes time, and that’s all I have for this evening.

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 06:34:81

I wasn’t intending to write about the new glasses experience, but I did.
Dragged it out a bit too much though, I think.

Written at home.

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View Above the Grass

Posted on July 5, 2024 by Stupidity Hole

Another photo of a view in the morning.
Not sure if I’m happy with this result, but I think it’s kind of conceptually interesting.

I hope you enjoy.

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Left and Forward

Posted on July 4, 2024 by Stupidity Hole

Here’s a photo of two members of Monster Zoku Onsomb! as seen supporting Regurgitator last month.

I’m pretty sure it was last month they were in Sydney. Anyway.

This didn’t come out as well as I’d hoped, hence the result below. On one hand I wanted to try and work with what the original image lacked; on the other, I wanted to try a stronger contrast. I think the below is the best result, but I don’t think it made it to the Culture Eater gallery.

This is my submission into Leanne Cole‘s “Monochrome Madness” for this week.

Participating is pretty straightforward and something I recommend. If you do, then include the tag “monochrome-madness” in your post. If not participating, then at the least check out Leanne’s photography as well as what other people submit.

I hope you enjoy.

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Willebrant: Sands VII (New Beginning)

Posted on July 4, 2024 by Stupidity Hole

One listen. Threw myself into this and just wrote. There was some active thinking, but it didn’t overtake everything the way it usually does.

I think this is a bit messy, but I also think I get a good idea of the song across. I think I captured at least one aspect of it quite well.

Willebrant’s “Sands VII (New Beginning) is from Desert Songs.

I hope you enjoy.

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Fading into view, and shining and bright, and perhaps hopeful. Growing larger, seemingly flat but also wavy. Seemingly trying to get to a sate of flatness, but unable to.

Another sound appears, draws long and drifts. Fades away, comes back and appears higher up, and disappears and comes back lower, and it continues to change with each reappearance.

Other sounds come and go with some subtlety, and it all seems dreamy and fertile, in a sense. A richness comes and goes, and it’s hopeful; it’s almost uplifting. At the same time there’s something arid and stark, and it’s not all hopeful; there’s a lingering sense of trying to achieve a balance between all the elements.

Something like a weighted breeze comes in and the sounds continue their motion and transformation, and it’s slow, but it is changing. The sounds shift as the landscape changes, and across a great distance something appears, but it fades with the sounds as the song ends.

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Five-Hundred Word Challenge 1379: Flat Tyre Driver

Posted on July 4, 2024 by Stupidity Hole

I was gonna write about music this morning, but I’m listening to something I’ve already written about and don’t feel like interrupting it, so now I’ve got to find words and all that stuff.

So on the way to work on this fine morning of mornings, I saw a thing that happened. What happened was there was this car and it had a flat tyre and it was driving along, or rather the person driving it was driving along, but you know. Anyway…

So this person was driving along with a flat tyre, and I think they were looking for a spot where they could pull over safely and within the confines of the law, or something. There was someone who went to try and overtake them which, I guess fair enough. Anyway, they couldn’t.

The person with the flat tyre was in the right lane and the person trying to overtake was in the left. The person in the left lane had to slow right down and get behind the flat tyre driver due to the amount of cars parked in the left lane making it unsafe to overtake. Flat tyre person was driving under the speed limit for obvious reasons and the flat tyre was making that weird flapping slapping sound flat tyres make when driving, and I started laughing.

It’s not a funny situation; having a flat tyre is annoying and can be a lot of work, but the whole thing seemed funny. Seeing this person try to overtake and being unable to whilst the tyre was making its noise was just funny to me.

I think I’ve made my point.

So what do I say now? I still have a number of words to write and, to be honest, I thought writing about  this would fill up the whole space but I was wrong about that. I could ruminate on how humour does and does not work, and how we develop and shape what we do and do not appreciate, but I don’t know. I don’t feel I’m functional enough to talk about that kind of thing right now. I think I’ve spent too much time crapping on and not enough time exploring the whys of what it is that I crap on about, but I had a laugh this morning and that was nice, in a sense.

Not for the driver with the flat tyre, of course.

Yesterday there was this person driving along in the afternoon and they had only their fog lights on, and it wasn’t foggy, and that was odd. I’m used to people driving with their high beams on, and I’m also used to people driving with lights that are, essentially, overkill on standard settings, but I can;’t remember the last time I saw someone driving with just their fog lights on.

I wonder what I’ll see today. I know I’ll see a lot of documents, and I’ll probably see other things. Maybe some more stuff related to driving. Who knows?

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 09:14:29

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Five-Hundred Word Challenge 1378: Another Last Minute Writing

Posted on July 3, 2024 by Stupidity Hole

Why do I always do this stuff at some point that could be considered the last minute? I need to start work soon and once more I’ve procrastinated my way into laziness and now rushing to relax in order to relax to rush and get done with the getting done with the writing before I kick off another day of doing the thing and doing it scrumptiously.

I think that, perhaps, I need to work better on my time management, but that won’t happen unless I really apply myself and that is not happening because it’s just not, okay? And that’s fine, and I can deal, but I don’t want to deal. I want to wheel and roll away from it all so as to express some sort of fanciful fancy in a fancy manner.

Well, I think I’ve said all there is to say, really. What else is there? That is succinct in ways that cannot even be perceived unless you’re facing the nth dimension top-wise and conical in relation to the antonym of the synonym that is least synonymous with the position taken.

Perhaps what I’m really doing is buying the time that I have and trying to drag it out, and all those things, but I don’t know. Sometimes I really don’t know, but today I just don’t know. That’s not great, but what can I do? I’ve a whole day ahead of me and a whole nothingness to dig through, and when I dig I’ll fill it with the stuff that I need to do and get on with, and I’ll get there and get on with it and I’ll find a way to make sure that the day isn’t just a nothing day. It won’t be empty; it start empty.

I’m not going to read over that paragraph. I know it is a bit of a nonsense one.

So I sit here and I wait, and I wait some more, and I bide my time. I wait for work to start, and I wait for an outcome, and I don’t know where that outcome will go, but I do wait for it. I spend my time waiting, but I don’t just wait. I do other things and try to get to the end of it all in one piece. Maybe it will be two pieces, but I know that the conclusion of that waiting will be a lifting of a heavy weight I’ve chosen to carry for far too long, and that will lead to positive change, I hope.

Might not, but it might, and that’s the best I can hope for, but I need to wait, and I need to not procrastinate, and I need to stop doing these bits of rambling at the last minute. Need to give myself a bit more breathing time and space, and I need to jump into action shortly. It’s not the best way to operate, and so I need to turn that around. I’ll do that eventually.

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 06:09:12

Some of this I like and some of this I don’t. I do think it flows quite well overall, but… yeah. I hit a bit of a bump early on. Not sure if I recovered.

Written at work.

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Underworld: Molehill

Posted on July 2, 2024 by Stupidity Hole

One listen.

This could be better. I feel like I was trying to write a review where I was trying to discern what the song is about, and I don’t think that worked here as I didn’t really go anywhere.

Underworld’s “Molehill” is from their project, DRIFT, and is included on DRIFT Episode 2: ATOM and DRIFT Series 1 – Complete.

I hope you enjoy.

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Gentle and grandiose; waking up to something as the vocals rise up with all the instrumentation. They roll and flow and express the wide openness of possibility, and seem to soar slowly.

It’s a calm before action, in a sense. It’s harmonious expression and the building of drama in a stationary form, and maybe it’s a bit less than that. The sounds don’t change, but they follow melody fine; they follow what they themselves are creating, and maybe it’s all humble.

It’s possible that this is all more in line with imagination, and it’s imagining all that is underneath. It’s wondering what happens below. It’s nice and calm, in a sense, but it does have that budding energy.

As small as it is, it is large. It continues to explore, or reaffirm, or pull back, and it asks questions as much as it doesn’t.

Eventually most grows quiet and reveals guitar, or at least stringed sounds playing with a fragile playfulness. The vocals sit in a distance, almost as though they are in a large room nearby. They are clear, but still seem to drift as something indistinct.

Sound returns and holds on a form, and all flows as a lullaby, and moves toward a great release, but it never happens. The sounds pull back once more, a final vocal line comes out and those strings are left to fade away as the song ends.

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Five-Hundred Word Challenge 1377: Basic Questions

Posted on July 1, 2024 by Stupidity Hole

Time is ticking away today. It is moving at a steady rate, and I wonder as to what I wonder about once more. I sit here and I wonder, and perhaps I can pull down the stars by grabbing one of the edges of the sheet they are upon.

I think about what it is that I just ate, though I don’t. Perhaps it is more that I want to think about what it is that I just ate, but I am not thinking about that and so, really, I’m just here, sitting minding my own business, typing my words out and trying to collect my thoughts so that everything makes sense and I can make sense of everything.

Perhaps there are days that feel more like a convex of the week that they are within, and maybe I feel more outside of everything than I let myself believe. However, today, I feel alright. I feel like things are traveling at a decent rate, and I feel like I can get somewhere more than I normally would feel. Perhaps this is a good thing, but I wonder.

I wonder as to what point noise becomes unacceptable. I wonder as to how much noise I’ve written, and I wonder if it even really matters.

What does matter? What is matter? These are basic questions, and that’s the way they should be. They’re also springboards to greater thought, and that in itself is something to think about, but I don’t want to think right now. I don’t want to think about stuff when I’ve stuff to be happy about, but maybe I don’t have enough to be happy about as I’d like to have.

I do think chasing happiness isn’t a good thing, but it can be a good thing to be happy. I think it’s good to be comfortable too, but how much comfort is too much?

You know, I wanted to write something silly. I wanted to write in a fanciful manner, but I’ve got nothing today. I think it could be the lack of sleep, but it could be a number of things. It might not be anything at all and I’m just drained, and today isn’t a good day for writing. I do know it is a good day for passing time, however. Soon I will be out the door and on my way home, and then when I get home I’ll have other things that I need to take care of. The cycle continues on and I’ll wonder about the flow of all of this.

I do wonder about the weather holding. It’d be nice if it doesn’t rain this afternoon. Still got to take care of chores and some of those involve working outside. But we’ll see. Maybe everything will be fine and dandy and I’m just spending time trying to waste time right now, but I have thoughts and I’m thinking, but perhaps I’m not really “thinking” and just telling myself I am right now.

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 06:52:11

This was a struggle. I wasn’t letting myself write and tried to reach without knowing what I was trying to reach for.

Written at work.

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A View of The Gong

Posted on June 30, 2024 by Stupidity Hole

I should probably try and get a better view of Wollongong sometime. I do like this in how it shows a good portion of the area, and how there’s a sort of “small” feel coming across, but I do think I could’ve shown more in a more interesting way.

This is my submission into the three hundred-and-sixth Lens-Artists Photo Challenge. The theme for this one is “Habitat“.

I hoped to have had something a bit more nature-centric when I start going through what I had that would meet the challenge. Nothing that I felt would work, so I went with human habitat.

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

Tina

Patti

Ann-Christine aka Leya

John Steiner

Sofia Alves

Anne Sandler

Egídio

Ritva

Tina is curating this one. July is starting with a week off, followed by the following three guest-hosting:

July 13: Leanne Cole, with the theme of “Tourist Attractions”.
July 20: Elizabeth of Albatz Travel Adventures, with the theme of “Pairs”.
July 27: PR of Flights of the Soul, with the theme of “Balconies”.

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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Five-Hundred Word Challenge 1376: Floats Away

Posted on June 29, 2024 by Stupidity Hole

Another evening floats on away into a distance that is difficult to perceive. It’s there, but it’s long away. It’s beyond reach, or something. I don’t know. Something along those lines.

I wonder about wandering, and I wonder about how soon until I sleep. I’m waiting for a battery to charge. Very exciting. It’s what’s happening right now.

Maybe the battery will finish charging sooner rather than later. I hope that it does. I want to sleep. I want to rest. I want to find my way under the sheets and I want to sleep soundly, and let a calm wash over me. I want to feel the heaviness and I want to feel myself drift off into dreams of various pleasantries, but I fear I will be waiting for a while.

Maybe I won’t. Maybe the battery will be fully charged sooner rather than later. Maybe that will happen and then I can sleep, and I can drift away and float along and become like the flow of time. I can become imperceptible until focused upon, and I can become infinite and finite at the same time, and I can become stretched eternally and fill everything.

Maybe I’m thinking beyond anything that is necessary. What is necessary is my need for sleep, and what I need to do is get some sleep. I need to rest so I can wake up tomorrow and feel rested. I need to rest so I can continue on and push through various forms of fatigue and pain, and so I can take some photos. I don’t want to take too many photos; just some. Some will suffice… but for how long? Will some be enough? Will some be enough to match my heavy dreams that I will have when I go to sleep?

What if my dreams lack that heaviness? What if my sleep is fitful and I do not feel rested in the morning? What am I to do then? I don’t know, but I imagine it will be something along the lines of accepting my poor sleep and getting on with the day. But I don’t want to. I would rather rebel against the idea.

The only way to do so, really, is to have a nice sleep. That way I can then feel rested in the morning where I will move through time and space and become as eternal as I would be limited, and I can take some photos and then go from there. The photos will form a narrative surrounding structures and all those things that are as exciting as they are dull, and I will get on with whatever it is that I need to get on with.

I will eventually find my way home, and it will be a trek but I’ll get there. I’ll get there one way or the other, and through that journey I will stare into nothingness and wonder about how much of my thoughts are full, and how much are empty.

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 06:57:62

So I hurt my foot earlier today. Strained something. Sucks.

Anyway, this bit of writing feels a bit too scattered. Not sure if it is, or is not.

Written at home.

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