08.

if life turns into waiting foreer. and now people are talking about and quoting south park behind me.

eighth album: hrvrd's from the bird's cage

ninth album: portugal. the man's in the mountain in the cloud.

and it's four days later. sleep infested and dispersed some of the more random and clouded and feral thoughts. it's disappearing in a way, but loss less. i'm clear now. sort of a clear vision of what's ahead for life and for the workplace. and for interpersonal relationships in many different facets. how do we build these sorts of interactions with plans, though? there are equal measures and chaos and entropy that occur in the lives of others, equal other and opposite plans and perception in the heads of others. we can't break their trajectory in clean, solid swipes and jabs. instead, we breed our two different life paths and through resistance or cooperation spawn a brand new timeline, universe, income, outcome and end result. a vision can only remain so cautiously desperate. it demands a certain leash and an understanding that solitude can only exist as singularly as it is independent of other stimuli. force would have to be applied at some juncture in the future of any vision that involves cooperation or interjection from another vision. currents can only smoothly go unhalted for so long. compliance