Sleeping pool

I'm so sleepy now.

It's not enough to sleep only for 3 hours.

I gonna stop to do in spite of me.

I wanna sleep like this cool.

Baby.

Cloudy rain

Today, I went to Hachioji for a rehearsal of a film I participate and location hunting.
It's so good day also I was bitten by a mosquito.
This is a picture of this day.

The sky is light orange which seems to vomit few things it accumulated.
But the sky immediately vomits rain and thunder like accumulates its anger.
And people go inside.

Rain, Thunder, Snow, Earthquake, Wind, Tsunami, Hailstone, Heat wave.
It's just nature providence or writhe of the earth to beat an obstacle.
It's the occurrence over the human's understand.
It isn't needed to understand when it is solved.

Nobody understands it if they don't have background knowledge.

The Path

How long dose the way lead?

Is it the way to hit upon something?

Is it the way to find a goal?

Is it the way of nothing?

Is it the inner part of the narrow way?

Capriciousness

This is the tree in the center of the city.
What life has this tree ever gone?
Perhaps, has it been pulled from somewhere and brought here?
It has come here by force, and It has been planted for giving relief to people.
Is it good or bad?
I don't know it, but it's good for a human being.

Oh, I see.
Tokyo is the lump of it.

The Light Does The Right

Today, when I was walking around, there was my shadow.
When I was young, I'd heard that an alien doesn't have its own shadow in the TV show "ULTRA MAN", and I'd believed that.
Do I still believe that? I often check whether my shadow is under me.
A dazzling thing extinguishes its shadow. Can't a imperfect thing remove its shadow?
The sun gives a life to a human, but a human gives nothing to the sun.

The perfect sun.
A inadequate human.

The sun wears a light, I am wrapped the light.
It gives a warmth which makes happy to me.
When can I give something to the sun.

I feel warm which is so usual, and I look up.
Even I look down and walk, the sun warms me.
Even I don't notice until die, the sun warms me.
It may be the things almost selfless love.
It may be just brighting so selfish.

It is possible to change the world with your way of the thinking.

I and the sun loves each other.

But the film I wanna shoot is like the reversed world of it.
The distorted violet world.
I think I want to make an entertainment movie with a muddy message.

If I turn my emotion over, I can grip something I want.

Invisible thing

The thing is seen well because it's so near.
The thing is seen well because it's so far.
What is seen well and what isn't seen well.
Suddenly I understand unknown thing I can't understand ever.
The truth is the same even I see it close and farer.
It's up to me to notice it or not to notice it.
How I move, how I stop, time is going on own way.
Focusing a faraway pretense is better to print in a brain than turning the eyes away from a reality which is so close.
Do I see good future if I reflect more everything I feel than everything I see in my brain.

Finally, as you can see, it's like that without anything to say.
It is good way to remember that you see everything.

A solitary eternity

tingling tingling......
How far I can go on.
Till when I can go on.
When the movie is over.
When the human is over.
When the devil starts.
When the spirit stops.
Active changes into negative, positive changes into narrative.

A rain that the sad sun brings is warm more than when the light of the wish shines.
The things which were piled up is heavier than something changes.
Exhaust The brain before the muscle decline, Eat the oxygen more than anyone else before move the legs, it's the world of the lump of inconsistency like a horse which was cast a spell which an egg is changed to a carrot.
Just breathing is the most difficult thing in this world, more than live and die.
The things of nothing change to the thief thing and goes on, and leave necessary things at a plat home.

The things going on nowhere is only the meaningless things.

What get and dump, and which one pick.
Hate the world a poet has, refuse a real world, admitted things are only meaningless words.
It's up to you what you choose.
There is a purity to choose without freedom of choice.
......................................

I write simply the meaningless words.
An old-fashioned words which reduces the emotion's covey by half.
A brain which can't find a new way of covey.
Is there any answer if I go on.
Understand enough there is nothing than go on to believe there is something.
The words which come from my brain, the words I want to tell, the words which is overflowed.

I don't need anything. Dump everything I have.

When I think like that, The way I'm going is becoming lost shape that is floating like a paper.
tingling tingling, I'm going on with pain on my sole.

Brand New Something

Already one week is gone, when I decided to start writing a new blog.

I managed to leave my past, I started the new blog up on the other blog site.

I don't know how long I can keep to manage it, but I'm dreaming this blog grows like a castle on the picture.

I write a new article while I think that.

I'm writing with my badly organized ideas.

I'll use a lot of pictures after this, and I may always try to think writing an article that it's easy to see and read.

Well, Good morning my blog.