Look up, and you may see something else.

Look up, and you may see something else.

They walk and they breath. The sakura watchers participate because they’re there. The ground supports them.

The light played with the people. They didn’t seem to mind. The booze flowed, and the blossoms cherried. Nothing was as it seemed.

Then, the light swooped down to speak about climate change. Few listened, and the ones who did were drinking beer from styrofoam cups. All hope was lost.

But then… but Then, the light got down off its soapbox and began to boogie like there was a tomorrow. Seems we’ll be alright after all.

Sure, they’re called cherry blossoms, but where are the cherries? Having fun though, so why complain? I’m not!

It’s not unlike the thing that has a will, in that it wanted to stick to the wall and just hang there. Did it also will me to take its picture?

It’s a green ball on the speckled street. It’s so obvious that there isn’t any reason to describe it, yet there it is – a green ball on the speckled street.

The flower was reaching up to whisper something in my ear. When I finally got close enough, it said, “Great fortune will find you, and together you will dance on the stage of life.” Flowers are more than pretty faces. They can cook as well.

It pours like no other. There have been waiters who come close to pouring like this, but this rain is like no other (as previously stated). Don’t get confused. Confusion results in mistakes. Poor is an adjective, so remember that you cannot poor, only pour. But you cannot pour like this rain. Feels like I’ve said that already.

Not all scientists are evil. Not all scientists are good. Some scientists are good looking. It’s important to study the scientists who are living in an apartment. The scientists who live in the forest may not be too good looking, but they’re probably looking good.

Mt. Fuji is one of a few symbols of Japan. There are many people who climb this mountain every year. I take pictures, and manipulate the pictures of Mt. Fuji. How does Mt. Fuji factor into your life?

Balcony views expressed from a balcony isn’t what I set out to do, but considering I was planless, its existence has significance (in, and of itself).
The cloud cracked open like an egg, but there wasn’t a baby chicken inside, nor was there anything slimy. Pure light poured out. It was attached to our eyes, and then the transformation into thought and understanding. It happened so fast. Light is really very fast, and you can’t really touch it. And, it doesn’t have an odor.
Sounds so peaceful. An experience that feels nice looking forward, as it’s happening, and remembering it. Crisp, cool, brilliant day. Blue sky with clouds is today.