Close the curtains, put on a movie and dream of a rainy day. I see this as an intervention to my waking life from my sleeping one. I was once a class room day-dreamer, and I painted in the air of my class great battles for love and justice. I have ceased to dream in my days so I spend these slow days trapped in a cage with bars made of dripping water slowly travelling the aether with half closed eyes from between the folds of my blanket.

Photographical asplosion

Easing into working life has created in me a need to stay productive in something outside work. And I've been revisiting my old love of photography.

Combine that with some awesome art festivals and shows recently and this is what you get.

Its a weird kind of frustrating to want nothing to lose living in a system where you take on obligations for for cash. Its an oxymoronical situation I am in.

A silly thing called society

In the recent years I've come to realize a quality of this beast that is humanity. It is easily blinded and distracted; it is easy to subdue and tame.

It is obvious to anyone who looks at it subjectively. We support a system of government that is flawed by definition, simply because there has never been a strong enough realization and mobilization of people to make it so.

It's so easy to make anything become truth, if you use the media. Though it may sound like the ideas of a paranoid mind, I strongly disbelieve anything I see in the mainstream media. The dream machines in the ad agencies churn out images and ideas that are so irresistible it becomes second nature to accept them as truth.

I could rant about this for hours. But the truth is, I do believe we're pass the point where we could survive without the mass media. All I can do is hope that the right people are channeling the money into the right causes.

We have the technology and the capability to transcend to the next evolution of society,a second renaissance, but its just the hive mentality of mankind thats hard to convince.