Sunday  January 5th

January...again and already…

after the peaceful x-mas vibe has vanished I keep trying to continue the cocooning not to yield to anything that is threatening to peel it off and away in unavoidable stages.

Not the hurt and definitely not the herd (rather challenging when living in one of the worlds most populated cities of all) add all other influences that are widely known and commonly summed up as “the real world”....

 I’ll be back to where I came from....in no time.

Though the lost and lonely London moon is building up trying to bring it on right on top of the brilliantly burning sunset it does not much more to me but to remind me of the fact that the snoozing will have to stop at some point and reality will kick in, I will have to kick back and the light of all of it will switch off together with the shiny x-mas decorations.

Yeah one of god’s long lost forgotten cut of fingernails that is what it reminds me of (The moon).

All he left after he deserted his place in heaven and moved elsewhere (New Zealand comes back to mind).

The copper trees finally surrender to giving up their lustre and reveal their spidery nature.

Soon the sky will look like nothing else but a slimy smelly breath over a shiny clear and see through screen.... blocking the view towards the above... or should I call it “the deserted space”.

It is indeed funny to see the irony in the fact that the sky has become the limit to whoever can afford it or not. Never mind how many actually really can.

Well I can't so I guess I'll stay down here... Waiting, walking, working.... Well the usual...nothing really changed for the new year .

Somehow anyway I can simply not imagine being any where else, not in heaven...though I really run a lot (trying that flying thing every once in a while...)...but rather have the feeling I'll end up straight in hell(on earth)...if things around here (meaning our planet) keep deteriorating the way they do...

well home….. would be nice but I really feel I am repeating myself when finding over and over again that “still” I have not got one (or at least can not really afford it, though I really love this cosy little London cottage).

So it is back to now (and) here… making the most of all remains…

That should cheer me up…..

though somehow I can not help waiting for something like the ceiling to collapse or one of my teeth cracking up …

well special should be rather good not ...and anyway I have had most of all the....stop it now...to miserable...things can only get better!!!! Happy new year!!!