Rythms, awakenings, Spring, crickets, the highway cars and one young woman in an apartment below me enjoying herself so thouroughly the whole entire living complex here is awakened. I absolutely and really didn't want to write about this at all but she's yelling out instructions at about 40 decibals and moaning and it just won't let up. A certain cork has been loosed here and mother nature seems to be announcing hereself here whether you want to listen or not. This really is ridiculous.
Just walked out onto my balcony and watched a jet fly into the approaching dawn twice for the first time. Wow, the cloud formations are beautiful at this time of morning and strangely, all my senses feel heighted. Geez, its funny what a few beers and a slight hangover will do or perhaps its something else. I definitely have been displaced from everything since I was brought down here, especially nature. So strange, this city definitely isn't like this in Canada or New York. Very different tropical rhythms that I still must come to terms with, understand or enter. I guess I'm expected to be wokrng 'high' performance all the time on the job and this has very different effects for a place or the rhythms of Miami.
I remember this Mcluhan Quote. A paradigm shift all but wrecks the foundations upon which the previous civilization is built.
While I'm writing this, it really is even hard to write: highway sounds and a young woman whose screaming, singing, almost musical pleasure below me just won't let up - she has been awakened! Wow, the entire apartment complex here is also up and astounded. Old men stand at their balconies, wives fix breakfast, little kids are even beginning to play and the complex security guard just sits in his golf cart in the distance looking dumbfounded - this one young woman is like screaming, singing out her pleasure or whatever you might want to call it at about 110 decibals. - even the birds are replying and now some guys who I guess has also been awakened has started to play a flute
Geez, I wonder who the lucky guy with that woman is. He should be given the lieutenant's badge of honour after that performance and all the guys in the apartment complex should personally line up in a row to shake his hand. What a trooper! And I wonder does he do that only once a year or is this like a one time only, once in a lifetime command performance. Geez!
As you can see, I can't sleep so I'm up early. The loud 'noises' have even caused me to open my usually closed windows, shut the air conditioner and let some fresh air in and now I'm even enjoying and noticing tropical bird sounds. Maybe its a good thing. Also, the sounds of a few notes of morning jazz and that flute. I guess I broke almost all of my rules last night and perhaps its a bit of a good thing. I really need to let some life into my life - it can't be all programmatic all the time Well, I guess thats what rules are for.
Wow, the jazz music outside and the crickets and the woman now moaning in pleasure like a choir - I guess there into the final third - the finale of the performance. What a morning. I still feel quite programmatic about everything but it does really give me pause to reflect. Still celebrating Valentines day modes I guess - I wonder if they'll walk out and take a bow for everyone. Some little girl should come out, bow and present the young woman with a small boquet of roses after that and then she could just demur a little, kiss the little girl sweetly and say to all of us" no, you shouldn't have' and we'll all just clap and some of the latin men can yell bravo. I'll yell toro and "andale, ariba' to the guy. It really sounds like the young woman below is going to systematically wake the entire building here all sunday morning and just when you think it'll finally end she goes for another round. I guess the tropical Viagra here is powerful stuff! lol. We, salute you commandente! Yish, what a screamer! Yet, I guess she is really enjoying herself immensely and the guys like a discipined army doing his duty and she's not about to let this pass without letting the whole apartment complex know what a fantastic job he''s doing. What a way for all the neighbours to get to know each other. I've got to stop writing about this but she just won't stop!!!! I'm gonna stop. Everyones just standing out on the balcony in utter disbelief - some of the guys are smiling, a lot of the woman look groggy and grouchy that they've been awaken, these little bells are ringing and now she's yelling out "don't stop now!". We're all pulling for the guy! "Don't Stop Now!"
Wow, this whole VDay aftermath in Miami
thing really makes me cognizant of how displaced from real life I am. Perhaps I should seriously rethink things here. Total computer modulation. I guess that's what being a Tyrell Corporation employee means. What can you do?
Nexus 6 reporting off Alpha Centauri - send another off-world pleasure model # 4! Volume meter 70 decibels max - singing okay!
Just walked out onto my balcony and watched a jet fly into the approaching dawn twice for the first time. Wow, the cloud formations are beautiful at this time of morning and strangely, all my senses feel heighted. Geez, its funny what a few beers and a slight hangover will do or perhaps its something else. I definitely have been displaced from everything since I was brought down here, especially nature. So strange, this city definitely isn't like this in Canada or New York. Very different tropical rhythms that I still must come to terms with, understand or enter. I guess I'm expected to be wokrng 'high' performance all the time on the job and this has very different effects for a place or the rhythms of Miami.
I remember this Mcluhan Quote. A paradigm shift all but wrecks the foundations upon which the previous civilization is built.
While I'm writing this, it really is even hard to write: highway sounds and a young woman whose screaming, singing, almost musical pleasure below me just won't let up - she has been awakened! Wow, the entire apartment complex here is also up and astounded. Old men stand at their balconies, wives fix breakfast, little kids are even beginning to play and the complex security guard just sits in his golf cart in the distance looking dumbfounded - this one young woman is like screaming, singing out her pleasure or whatever you might want to call it at about 110 decibals. - even the birds are replying and now some guys who I guess has also been awakened has started to play a flute
Geez, I wonder who the lucky guy with that woman is. He should be given the lieutenant's badge of honour after that performance and all the guys in the apartment complex should personally line up in a row to shake his hand. What a trooper! And I wonder does he do that only once a year or is this like a one time only, once in a lifetime command performance. Geez!
As you can see, I can't sleep so I'm up early. The loud 'noises' have even caused me to open my usually closed windows, shut the air conditioner and let some fresh air in and now I'm even enjoying and noticing tropical bird sounds. Maybe its a good thing. Also, the sounds of a few notes of morning jazz and that flute. I guess I broke almost all of my rules last night and perhaps its a bit of a good thing. I really need to let some life into my life - it can't be all programmatic all the time Well, I guess thats what rules are for.
Wow, the jazz music outside and the crickets and the woman now moaning in pleasure like a choir - I guess there into the final third - the finale of the performance. What a morning. I still feel quite programmatic about everything but it does really give me pause to reflect. Still celebrating Valentines day modes I guess - I wonder if they'll walk out and take a bow for everyone. Some little girl should come out, bow and present the young woman with a small boquet of roses after that and then she could just demur a little, kiss the little girl sweetly and say to all of us" no, you shouldn't have' and we'll all just clap and some of the latin men can yell bravo. I'll yell toro and "andale, ariba' to the guy. It really sounds like the young woman below is going to systematically wake the entire building here all sunday morning and just when you think it'll finally end she goes for another round. I guess the tropical Viagra here is powerful stuff! lol. We, salute you commandente! Yish, what a screamer! Yet, I guess she is really enjoying herself immensely and the guys like a discipined army doing his duty and she's not about to let this pass without letting the whole apartment complex know what a fantastic job he''s doing. What a way for all the neighbours to get to know each other. I've got to stop writing about this but she just won't stop!!!! I'm gonna stop. Everyones just standing out on the balcony in utter disbelief - some of the guys are smiling, a lot of the woman look groggy and grouchy that they've been awaken, these little bells are ringing and now she's yelling out "don't stop now!". We're all pulling for the guy! "Don't Stop Now!"
Wow, this whole VDay aftermath in Miami
thing really makes me cognizant of how displaced from real life I am. Perhaps I should seriously rethink things here. Total computer modulation. I guess that's what being a Tyrell Corporation employee means. What can you do?
Nexus 6 reporting off Alpha Centauri - send another off-world pleasure model # 4! Volume meter 70 decibels max - singing okay!
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I felt like I was there in your complex with you, thanks for that.