DST Be Gone

It appears in the US, all DST is finally passed to stop. That only took – decades. I’ve been privileged to live mostly in places where DST means Doctor of Sacred Theology, or Dynamic Simulation Tool, of course.

2 more minutes til Winter, so the timing is perfect.

Twisted wrist

Twisted wrist. Pain very sharp. It ain’t carpel tunnel. Just adds insult to injury. Lungs been shallow and coughing for several weeks. Feel unrested no matter how often I lay down, and sleep is nearly impossible, just stories and make believe but never a deep sleep.

Sitting in the shade, feels nice. Sitting in the sun feels great but now I have weird scabs – although “Google Lens” says it may be bed bugs which should be impossible here. They went away for months. I had them in Taiwan as well. They come and go.

Daily baths, I meditate and nap until the water turns luke warm. The weather will be cold again. I was supposed to be south, but a family member is deteriorating – and it’s not me in this case. Le sigh. Le sigh.

Words

[Marching Band Intro]

I’m remembering things I haven’t done before
But now I do them more and more
The floodgates opened and my words are flowin’
I have no idea where this is goin’

The fugitive is caught
And now I am no longer fraut
So I can explore my words like never before.

[Deep dub drop]
Get on the dance floor
Shimmy shimmy
coco – what!

[Dubstep break]

I now can think clearly
And I hold this dearly
I’m not longer fearin’……

The fugitive is in custody
And now I am no longer fraut (with fear)
So I can explore my words like never before.

LIBERATION!

I now can think clearly
And I hold this dearly
I’m not longer fearin’……

The fugitive is caught
And now I am no longer fraut (with fear)
So I can explore my words like never before.

LIBERATION!


college marching band, dubstep, big band, jazz, electronic, spit rap, large musical interlude, Rhodes keys, male and female duet, calm vocals

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The sky isn’t actually blue (it’s just an illusion)
The sky isn’t actually bluish purple
The sky isn’t actually blue
It’s just the hue

The sky isn’t actually blue (it’s just an illusion)
The sky isn’t actually bluish purple
The sky isn’t actually blue
It’s just the hue

When the light gets from the atmosphere to the eye to you.

Once a performer, always a former
Once a teacher, sometimes a preacher,
We eventually then become the student.

(Once a performer now always the student)

The sky isn’t actually blue (it’s just an illusion)
The sky isn’t actually bluish purple
The sky isn’t actually blue
It’s just the hue (who are I and who are you?)

The sky isn’t actually blue (it’s just an illusion)
The sky isn’t actually bluish purple
The sky isn’t actually blue
It’s just the hue
When the light gets from the atmosphere to the eye to you.

Once a performer, always a former
Once a teacher, sometimes a preacher,
We eventually then become the student.

(Once a performer now always the student)

The sky isn’t actually blue (it’s just an illusion)
The sky isn’t actually bluish purple
The sky isn’t actually blue
It’s just the hue

The sky isn’t actually blue (it’s just an illusion)
The sky isn’t actually bluish purple
The sky isn’t actually blue
It’s just the hue(who are I and who are you?)

(Pronunciation) At night it’s very dark blue or deep (indego, indego, indego…. oh ,. oh oh,)
[fade out]