3 coins and an empty pimienta jar

So I'm trying to figure out if I can write about nothing or anything,

Yesterday walking down the shoreline I came across a small package wrapped tightly in plastic.

'It twitchy on Aphrodite when wind blew last night.'

An angry sky grew in the distance.

I was surrounded by a pod of dolphins in my little boat when sea turtles flew beneath me.

As I said I am challenging my self to see if I can write about nothing or anything.

What could possibly be the story behind the 3 one Peso coins and the empty red pepper bottle marked (pimienta roja) that were so tightly wrapped in black plastic?


Perhaps a math question in an interesting form ? Or

A boy was sent to get the pepper bottle refilled...for 3 pesos somewhere and he stopped and had a sit on the Malcon...and set package down and the wind blew it across the sea

So many scenarios.....if you had 3 Cuban Pesos and there were 25 Pesos in a US dollar how much would one Peso be worth ..

I once bought an Empenada for .12 cents in Havana on the street

Or 3 Pesos....as I recall...  Of course that was then.

I wonder if someone got scolded for loosing the 3 Pesos and the empty pepper bottle?

Or simply went without Cayenne?

Lost in a squall

Have you ever been lost in a squall?

Experienced spatial disorientation?

Had hallucinations?

Deciphering what is real?

Which way is up?

Lunacy films presents....


SENT A SIGNAL.

OK....so let's firstly go back to this issue
Does God or do the Gods have a sense of humor?

I hope so....

Like inheriant dynamic stability.

And struts..

Different breaking points and a BRS.

The joys of spatial disorientation....

THE new Normal: PISSY.

Bent over.........

Who's ready for fun time?

Slipping a little more every day.

Voices in the Wind.

Ingrown toenails of Humanity

He held a small brightly colored pod in each hand with a small nozzle ....

He was amazed how with a short burst of power he simply was levitated and hovering above the Canal just behind the house...

Some entirely different principle .. had him there just hanging in animation or going this way or that at his leisure.

Why he could see all the way across the bay up to the Quay... or where the Quay used to be... all that was left was the hurricane damaged remains of the small light house..  he could fly past there and to Flamingo just east of Cape Sable in a breeze a flash if he wanted to.. but for now he was content on just hovering.. and  looking down at the Bikini clad neighbor of his laying in the Chase lounge without a care in the World.

What he enjoyed most about it all was the perspective...  not the forward motion or the Speed... but the Hovering in effect...

To see down the blouse .... and gain perspective

There was a gunfire ban.. so he figured he would not get blown down out of the SKY... for now...

So he questioned of himself.... what is the point to the game?

His answer to himself was  Free flight with no destination .

Having A suspension in Space... combined with the element of doing nothing.

Not having do something to find fulfillment ... How was it that often  some were finding  a thrill and temporary satisfaction with the  Given Element of Danger?...  frankly spinning in and dyeing for it.... he knew some fundamental rules simply could not be broken if using archaic means.. but  still many refused to learn and  frequently plummeted to their deaths...  Kind of an Icarus thing.. he supposed to himself ... in a way...  not listening to what POP had to say when turning on a base to final.

Our protection, the way of the World not the way of anything else...  perhaps his new found levitating was just something new to worry about?

Buy  why the refuse to see part of others ? The only other thing he felt he was maybe good at was  dark and sardonic humor?

Was humor something that went beyond earthly plains?

He was glad for flight and good humor.

But not the  Ingrown toenails...of humanity

Upheaval

Things to do in the Florida Keys......

List not a long one.

Best one of the best ones in the World.

No treating Symptoms.

Fiction times  Time.

Strong People.

Connected Words and Contradicting Points

The Gathering of Thought..........

Rah, go, team!

Competition breeds aggression.

Take it to heart.



We don't want Crazy people.

Your expectation your class your client.

Conclusion programming.

Historical Trauma.

Money is the root of all evil.........

and yet.

Yo Ho Ho.........

Remembering at least 5 Green Flashes with you and your taste and knowledge of popular music.

You called me an enigma once a badge I wear proudly.

The Giver Behind the Scene.....

She rode the train almost every day into  Manhattan........ From Long Island ....

To be up high in that building with those sticky Lawyers.... she did not like very much .... I can tell ya that.

Fuck Spell Check............... she was done with it...  she got sick and tired and died... she showed them.

She told me in her last year or two of life... she was glad she had cancer..... it was over..... The Battle.. was coming to a close.......

That meant she did not have to go to Her  SHIT job anymore.......... it was appalling... to hear her say that!   Yes.... appalling to me....  that is fucking right! 

And what about it?  What of it?


It sticks with me......... not YOU!

Why didn't you CUT AND RUN.... when there was still time... if you hated it so much?

She was known as the GIVER ....  Give Give Give...........

The giver's pure intention was soiled............. By the  TAKER.

THING IS..........

'But is' it the Truth?

Please sign on the dotted lined...... we would like you to further relinquish any say so you might have

.... once again in the situation of her wishes..........




A  Culpability   that belongs to so and so-known as someone else is now surfacing... at the platform.

FAT ZERO  wanted to know so he questioned ........' What Document are you talking about' having found?

NOT NOW........ HE can't be bothered   ....

Dr. NO MONEY   is in Surgery..........

The True givers pure intent was Soiled..........

Your infinite cooperation is required..........

What Else could be on your mind....... but our financial freedom... of course.................

Here is a riddle here is a clue........

The pleasure is mine.

Your Pretense.

The giver behind the scenes is watching....... you........

Gone Sailing..........

Make a big old face for me...

The insidious nature of belief systems.... and  Things......

Imagination is no substitute for the Reality.

How is it we attribute beauty and value to persons and things and yet with not being able to readily obtain them or their presence?

Is it We don't see value or we simply  don't recognize it just there in front of us for the reaching out and grasping.... ?

Timeless Flight.....

The contribution of Etymology ........

How is your Monkey this morning dear ?    Kind Ding a Ling is asking.

Getting Thru....?

Wittgenstein was one who said:  Answers will come from Linguistics....  if I understand correctly.

SHHHHH   is the Word...... among'st our Global Leaders.......

Greetings..... from the School of......

Make a big old face for me.........

This thing with words

This thing with words.........

and a neon screen.........

Astraddle the back of a Rocket Ship........

"By the light of the silvery Moon"

By the same Token..........

"This and That"  "This and That"

There is a rustle over  in the Schefflera......

'I wouldn't know but to question'  I am certain it is only the 'Wind'

Keeps popping up.....

Extortion -VS the direct means........

'What is it worth... To You?'

'More along the lines of  what I was thinking'

Listening and hearing the Crickets.....

Looking skyward I hear the sound of the Halyards gently slapping against the side of the aluminum mast... as if  to  ring to a  bell...........

These Present Spots in Time.......

The upper, mid level then surface winds...........

The illusion of a distant star Drifting past.....

The unattended ...... 

Already assigning  blame.

Getting Thru...... Your Joy........ how sad

The not passing along down the chain of serious problems......

This the Reason.....  'Good as Any'

Peak interest.....

Passing interest along.......

The continuity......

'I hope you can come to terms'

Not understand me as if I were your ruler........

This thing with words..