November Novelist

November Novelist

Wednesday, November 28, 2012

Mild Coffee Break (The Cat Returns Pt. 2)



                                                


     Somewhat of a refurbished font of a laptop keyboard that somehow acquires the ability to craft organized sound and colours.  The Utopia that circulates through "the Archives", with Nujabes, DJ Okawari, and Uyama Hirito as companions.  Somehow, the term "companion" makes me think of "Doctor Who"-- which makes me think of YOU.
     While on somewhat of a destined hiatus, the human mind has the skill set enabled to drift to both light... and memories of the dark.  Yet, somehow, the consistent dreams of Japan Lights (with Yoshimi nearby) brings about a mellow sense of peace.  By the way, did November elaborate on the existence of Yan Yan and Pocky in a dresser drawer? <<*sips coffee and smiles*>>
     I sometimes wonder if the readers would converse with me about their dreams and visions?  Your dreams mean the world to a semi-local dreamer that does Power Point Presentations in an orderly fashion...
     A walk down the street is a journey; so we as people, journey "on the regular."
     In the words of an aura reader, "The lights and colours are madly distracting at times."  Maybe the life of a Jazzy Cosmonaut, Space Cadet, or Cloud Dweller...
     As of recently, only instrumentals breathe though these headphones.  Following a confession:  Around this time every year, it's common for me to drift in and out of seasonal depression; but there are many people around when I need it the most,  especially Yoshimi.
     A note to all artists: be they literary; musical; etc.... Remember to speak freely, speak the truth, and speak out.  Be a foolish dream chaser instead of what the school system programs you to be (via deep conversations between Haiku and Rin.)  Knowledge is power, and with great power comes responsibility.  Be the hero that you see in comic books and Marvel films but on a larger scale.  Write down the dream that you have on repeat--and plaster it all over your room.
     A "Mild Coffee Break" (for now) but equipped with several other posts throughout the rest of the day. <<*blinks and there goes Japan*>>

Signed,

Doctor Merlin and Winry

"Shine bright--like children do..."





                                              


^ well for just for a short second...

Friday, November 2, 2012

Eyes On The Horizon Pt. 1 (Persona Thirteen)


Both as youth and adults there are an infinite amount of individuals that seek love and compassion but in actuality the forces of nature instilled her nurturing attribute into our firstly infant hearts.The path of peace and free love lives on in the name of those that follow the hands of fate,it's what you do when you acquire the skill and maturity to not forget those that may not stand where your Converse are planted.Hardships just so happen to emulate that of an original timeline yet not equipped with the formula of a diagram in History class.Events of a more natural spirit realm with pleasant auras.Shifted into reverse and to "Life Without Buildings."Is the universe corresponding to the expectations of our higher selves to difficult for the modern human being to reach?The term "Uni" means one and "Verse" is defined as literary stanzas.Despite the existence of self established barriers of segregation we desire love to complete life's very own story mode.November resides within the category of alternative education in connection to the mind,body, and soul.An instructor once said that "The education system prepares you in frontal contact with life" but such a bland statement possibly lead thee into a cycle of not acknowledging uncommon truths of unique territory never before reachedby those encamped in formation of a single file line.Currently lost in translation of organized notes infused with literature of a perfect retropective...signed Doctor Merlin

                      




The human eye has the power to both visualize and comprehend not just our world but others as well...  



Dreaming in organized sounds...

House Of Wine (Memories Of Music Notes)




The offspring of an elder oak tree.
Specified as a withered leaf.
Carried by God's brief ordered breeze.
Almost completely gone but feeling ever so free.
A long neutral life taken in stride.
Just enjoying the peaceful uncosting ride.
Passing by those that brought laughs and smiles.
Also those that turned the world upside down for more than a while.
Patience is said to be a virtue.
Paused or waiting for the last cue...


We miss you <3