Pork Ready

Some call it graffiti, whereas others call it “Street Art“.

Either way, we must remember that whilst some of this may be unsightly, it is coming from people who may down the line choose to create great works and improve their community in some manner.

This isn’t the best graffiti I’ve seen. It’s fairly standard, but I do like that it seems to be building up on the wall.

Perhaps it’ll eventually take over the wall’s entirety.

This is my submission into The Lens-Artists Photo Challenge.

The challenge is hosted by four people and cycles weekly:

Week 1 – Patti

Week 2 – Ann-Christine aka Leya

Week 3 – Amy

Week 4 – Tina

This week is hosted by Patti and next week’s will be hosted by Leya.

Please check out the challenges and consider submitting and seeing how other people interpret them.

Anyway, I hope you enjoy.

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Five-Hundred Word Challenge 562: Looking for Some Poetry

It’s a morning on the day known as the day of Mon. Well, it’s known as Monday, but that is beside the point.

Next to me sits my jacket in a form that does not necessarily imply that it is indeed one, but you can still tell.

It curves around itself and kind of piles up, also on itself.

The patterns in the wood of the desk trace lines across its surface that is visible to me.

Almost as tho-ugh they are animals migrating across a vast landscape, but if they indeed were, then there movement is unacceptably slow and I am far too large to even be able to bear proper witness to the spectacle.

In front of me sits a receptacle. Its contents involve a liquid needed for sustenance. It is going to help keep me hydrated throughout the day.

That contents is called… water.

For some reason I am having a great deal of difficulty typing this morning. I d not understand as I am warm and I am ready,.

There’s only one thing that may reveal as to why. Wait. There isn’t.

Maybe I’m just out of practise, or something.

I do know that part of my jaw hurts and it is only getting worse. This is not something that I am wanting to deal with at the moment. Still, it will, with time, pass away and then I shall be free to roam around and work my jaw more, or something.

Something something something.

Maybe I’m getting ill. Maybe that is why the mouse stands ready for its use by my hand, but… I got nothing.

On another note, the black box that is the computer that I need to use vibrates, but only very subtly. I can only feel the vibrations when I touch it. Otherwise there is nothing there. It does not seem to exist without some form of human contact.

MY eyes are awake and I am trying to weave some sort of poetry into my current environment, but the poetry just isn’t coming and all that is ,left to do is laugh and wait, but I can’t do much in the way of laughing due to the aforementioned sore jaw.

I probably shouldn’t be in work and instead resting, but the need to make the money in order to keep on living trumps the need to rest and relax.

These are the joys of working casual and the joys of being independent.

Oh, how I wish I could be dependent once more!

Oh, how much easier my life would be!

Actually, I’d rather the struggle of living life as an independent adult. Not sure, why. Just would.

There you go. There’s some poetry in that. Much more than what I was trying to strive for earlier.

There’s probably more poetry in that than most things I’ve written in recent times. Make of that what you will.

Well, the time is about to tick over. I guess it is time to work.

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 06:57:59

This was really hard to write.
It seems that my hands were not working.

Written at work.

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Five-Hundred Word Challenge 561: Combat the Need to Sleep

Woke up at 3:30 this morning. Woke up Bren. We got ready. Had coffee. made him something to eat. Left the house. It was cold. Saw a sponge next to the nature strip.

We left earlier than what was suggested. Turned out to be a good thing as the bus also was early. Made for a nice connection. Got to the airport a bit earlier than expected.

Got Bren to his gate, saw him off. Now he’s somewhere in the air on his second flight; the one that is taking him to Japan.

I’ve been awake with not enough sleep for enough time today. It’;s a bit of an odd feeling. May need more coffee, but am fully aware that I need to keep a balance and keep the caffeine down.

Left the airport and made my way to the bust stop that would be the location of the bust that would take me back home would stop. Walked past wit without realising as I wasn’t exactly in its vicinity, saw the bus go past, went back, waited at the bus stop. Sat there as the sun rose but before the sunrise began. Saw the light change.

Went home and then, after ten minutes headed back out. It’s been a long day, but so far it has been a satisfying day.

I can only express that I am most certainly not looking forward to the next four(ish) hours.

Been at work for two hours as, after having breakfast with another friend I had little else to do. Could’ve gone home but that would mean just heading back out again shortly after getting there. Better to not spend more time on transport than necessary today.

Somehow going to tackle it all. Whatever “it all” is, it will be tackled in some manner. Maybe it’ll be tackled and then I will fall asleep. Can’t fall asleep yet though. Need to do a few things before tonight and need to make sure that there are things that are done, despite how few those things that are needing to be done are.

Should’ve gone to bed earlier last night, but what’s done is done and I shall do the thing and try not to sleep and oh god sleep how much I miss your gentle protection right now.

Struggling to do anything, but will get there. Need to get there. Need to be tall today. Glad to have seen Bren off. Glad that he’s off to have some fun. Need to translate that into focus for getting things out of the way.

Combat the need to sleep is the mission of statement in which the mission’s statement is as such.

What a sentence.

Will get there, somehow. Somehow. Somehow. Will find a way to push on through.

Only a few more minutes to go and then I can fly on through the world of calls. No need to pass by the airport.

I wonder: was the sponge was there to assist with cleaning grass stains?

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 06:57:21

Certainly hasn’t helped with the writing of this piece of text.
I’ll blame the impending shift of work.

Written at work.

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Sand

This is a photo of sand!

I took this as I wanted to see if I could work out what the small bump was.

I like that it disturbs the texture and the “smoothness” of the sand’s surface.

I also like that it has a different texture to the rest of the surface.

This is my submission into Leanne Cole‘s photo challenge for this week.

The theme for this one is “Textures & Patterns”.

I suggest checking out Leanne’s photography, as well as checking out what other people submit into the challenge.

You can find the challenges here.

I hope you enjoy.

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Five-Hundred Word Challenge 560: A Small bit of Life

There is an oscillation, but that’s something I’ve covered before, so instead of covering that I’m going to talk about something else instead.

Across from me is a friend of mine. Let’s refer to him as… Bren. Bren works.

I’ll come back and change that if I ever spruik any of his stuff.

For now, his name is Bren and that is how we shall refer to him.

Tomorrow morning Bren and I are getting up at the worst hour. Well, it’s not the worst, but it is early as Bren is going to the airport to catch a flight to Melbourne to catch a flight to Japan.

He’s looking forward to it.

I’m looking forward to his going and experiencing the country.

Makes me want to go back even more. It;’s been four  years and next year will be the fifth. I was planning on going this year, as I was last year and the year prior, but things keep getting in the way, or so they say. However, next year it is happening. Definitely.

That out of the way, tomorrow is Bren’s day and at the moment he sits across me, idly killing time and doing things to distract himself from the tedium of doing very little. We’re listening to an album. The album is King Crimson’s Discipline, which is an album that I wholeheartedly recommend that a lot of people really should listen to. It’s crafted well. Really well.

Some might say it’s an excellent album that really works well as a whole piece, but also as individual tracks, but I digress.

At the moment I feel like I’m wasting Bren’s time, but there’s little to do and I haven’t written enough over the past few days. Been a bit tired, had a lot to do. Work bringing me down, but that’s another story for another day. That’s something I’ve said a few times, but right now it still remains as such and that’s not something I can do much about.

Well it is, but words are needing to be used and as such the words that I am using are the words that form the sentences.

Bren’s continuing to distract himself, I’m continuing to sit here and write and all in all it’s been a decent day.

Being able to help people out (in this case Bren’s crashing the night to make it easier to get to the airport tomorrow) is a pretty good thing, I think. Of course you can’t always help people out, but when you can I think it’s a good idea to do so. It makes their lives a bit easier, even if it is in a really small way. It’s a lot better than refusing at every single juncture.

Better to help out and make things a bit better than just not for your own sake, or something.

But again, when you can. It’s not always possible, but in this instance it was. Hence my helping.

Well, time to stop writing.

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 07:39:25

I didn’t have much in mind for writing, which is a good thing.

I like that this is a small bit of life rather than anything else.

Written at home.

 

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Wooden Frame

So many angles!
So many lines!

There’s a number of patterns here and all from the same material.

I think that there’s a sense of the strength and integrity of the structure here.
This building has not seen maintenance in a while and yet despite its gradual decay the frame still (mostly) remains structurally sound.

I like how the angle at which this shot was taken almost gives a sense of the rafter disappearing on a horizon.

I hope you enjoy.

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Interim: Escapism Review

Not sure what I was saying with the “punch and soft” sentence. I think I was meant to say “hard and soft”.

A fairly together, if kind of passable review that I wrote for Cool Try.
There’s a number of issues that make me think I didn’t properly go over this before submitting.
I think I need to read over my stuff more often.

I can’t remember what Interim sound like and I don’t think that that’s a good thing.

Oh well.

Removed a couple of words as there was a clearly discarded start for a sentence. Otherwise this is as it was.

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Interim are a band currently situated within the boundaries of Sydney.
As a band they have recorded an album called Escapism.
Review begins here.

There’s a thread of blues, funk and rock running through the songs found on Escapism, seemingly in a manner designed to pay homage to the past rather than look toward the future. There’s a good energy to the songs that feels designed to get people to dance.

On each song the band knows when to under or overplay, as well as when to sound tight or loose. Most of everything sits right in the middle of the mix without pushing out too much.

Whilst every instrument has a strong role in each of these songs, the rhythm section really stands out. It’s kept fairly straightforward and grounded and sounds quite precise and driven. Hearing how everyone else plays and works with the rhythm section, it seems almost as though the songs were written around the bass and drums.

All the other instruments outside of them are punch and soft when they need to be, working more with the rhythm to punctuate various parts of each song and remaining mostly around the rhythm section.

The vocals are usually somewhere above the songs. There’s a bit of usually a bit of passion and energy to them, sometimes edging toward being romantic but almost always keeping them within the framework of a semi-tender croon. The vocals work really well for the songs, but there’s almost a sense of them lacking in soul as they feel more like a direct emulation than they do a co-opting of styles into something else.

There’s nothing wrong with emulation. When it is done well, it really works. Plenty of bands have done well in sticking to what they know. On Escapism, it seems more that there’s a lack of confidence in the idea of branching out with not only the vocals, but also the styles of music being emulated. With that being said, it also feels as though Interim are playing it safe with their musical framework rather than being confident to stay within it. Still, there’s a clear talent within the album.

Escapism is a decent album. It shows that Interim are a band that know how to write some decent songs. It shows that Interim are a band with talent. Whether they go further into the sounds that they use or push outward, so long as they work hard they will produce something better than decent.

Furthermore, Escapism is enjoyable.

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