Vortex Of Mental Stimulation (Walking Upon A Grid)

As of late The Archives have adapted in the format of rapid sense of literary stimulation. How often does one  remain still enough to hear his or her own mind as it creates mental dialogue?The human mind is fascinatingly unique when an individual meditates and or marinates in a process of thought. Literary discussions typed in black font so to speak.Art and culture speak a language of curiosity which leads to many new ideas, despite the saying "That there is nothing new under the Sun."The act of purchasing incense,a record player and a kawaii coffee mug enter the atmosphere.In all honesty there are multiple distraction among the human race to the point of wishing for a place to escape from it all but the mind can be used as a safe haven.But one must acquire imagination to mold concepts out of dirt that evolves into clay.The graph in the form of a grid strikes my fancy due to the points regulating in various paces and heights similar to emotions as well as the beat of a heart.Not being quite is common in the life we live but analyzing makes it very much simpler.It seems as if November N. is evolving yet again.The mind of an artist alternates rapidly on a course of time.Transitioning is fairly difficult at times which leads to hiatus of keyboard sounds and minor clicks sometimes for weeks even months."Acknowledge the Knowledge", right? Presentations of optional success peeks her head into a door or window every now and again yet sometimes there is another train to catch.So I encourage thee to take a leap of faith whenever you see an opening for positive change and take care of your mind because you only get one.Simple yet not so simple...<-- first ellipsis of this particular entry *laughs*It's fairly difficult to decide on a specific profession when diversity in the primary center of these pupils that cast slight glances into the starry sky.In conclusion the search for more of what destiny has to offer.Destiny gave me Yoshimi and passion for the arts.As she lays perfectly asleep dreams of discussing thoughts while music plays in the air ...*looks at her and smiles* Don't be afraid of what tomorrow may present just remember to keep your head held high and move forward signed November N./Kyoto Osaka

"dream aloud as if you are presenting a presentation..."

See ya later

Japan Ease Or Japanese Easel...

..... meaning a silent ellipsis

Jazzy Cosmonaut, Space Cadet, or Cloud Dweller?

Visual Virtue And Reminiscent Remnants (Colours of Modern Art)

Steadily heading forward on the road that many others walk on and those others are deemed teachers of modern art.It's alright to live in the formation of vibrant colours and artistic dream sequences.Beyond the structure of what is expected lies more of a universal approach.Just as universal as the piano or the love that millions of Earths inhabitants strives for but it begin within the very heart that beats within us all.A life can be linked to another through the spirit of Mother Nature's appeal to discovered that us all.In recent November N. has realized that while being on hiatus much growth has occurred, maybe life's lectures have the tendency to be on somewhat of a low frequency...In various aspects its much more effective to learn from personal experience.The dream of an English teachers currently floats amongst multiple yet in an alternate universe this is what November just so happens to be.Previous sentence meaning that sometimes after the day fades to begin anew the process of reflection occurs in the form of a drifter or rolling stone.The human mind though being a replica of a temple can become either full or heavy with the weight of activist like ambitions in the formation of Joan Baez.Changing the world is the life mission of November Novelist but sometimes the self invented pressure of desiring to be there for everyone becomes a blockade presented before budding artwork within file cabinets.*dreams of life among fellow Neo Arcadians*The literary passion residing in each keystroke hopes to develop what should be defined as a literature partnership with someone that shares similar visionary concepts.A tree being a sibling of human beings alike acquires the ability yo branch out." Profesor Layton's Seventh Heaven (Groovin' In Heaven) reflects upon the universe soul of music, nature and peace.In recent discovery surrounding yourself with all things natural stimulates the creative process.So tomorrow the process of meditation and peace seeking shows her face globally from behind life's curtain.A note to fellow artists keep your dreams alive because only you have the ability to do so...signed November Novelist/Kyoto Osaka

P.S. Poetry is within the airwave space *smiles*

Encourage freedom and free love...

Morning Relaxation Session (A Relevant Memory)

Somewhere in the halls of my mind rests a vast blog post that desires a place in the hearts of you.Several new memories stored in a memory bank, the term "bank" meaning absolutely nothing due to the free love of a lotus flower.As of now preparations are being crafted in The Archives by myself and faculty members.An overdue explanation of staff being various elements of the brain driving steadily but randomly in a sense of being verified only through pupils,black font and text boxes...The mind is an outstanding replica of a bell atop of a clock tower.Dream chasers and artistic often forget what its like enjoying the nature and love that is a sweet blessing to us all.Whereas they say "Love cannot anything" that quote to a November mind is defined as a statement of electronic consumption.Which is somehow the primary focus of today's generation.Did you know that each upgrade would've happened if the companies acquired the desires.Point being its quite easy to caught in the vortex of gadgets and gossip media coverage.Use them don't let the use you.So take the day off and enjoy yourself because you are meant to every now and again...signed Nov Nov/Kyoto Osaka


                                

I Love You Guys...Don't forget it :)

*sails away*

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...

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