Little Yellow Spider

I was walking to work today as the sun was coming up and it was the usual little impossible occurrences which confuse, delight, and baffle.

Dead intersections turning alive with energy as I cross, a person leaving his door as I pass his shadow, and being followed by a street cleaning truck.

I was seeing well again, and this time I had my camera.

I stopped in front of the library, removed the camera from my pocket, and a man appeared out of the fading orange darkness. He stopped before me, then turned away to leave. He walked 20 yards, then stopped as I was fiddling with the camera, setting up the composition.

"Hey, is there a reason your photographing that?" he asked.

I put the camera down, and shouted out to him,

"Yeah, I love to photograph beautiful things".

He turned to look at the library, his posture revealing he could not see anything worth photographing. He silently walked away, his silhouette throwing a small shadow towards me and my camera.

I understood, for 18 months I walked by that building and saw what he did, nothing.

Perhaps it still is nothing, and what came alive was not the building, but me.

Life is good today.....

Is there a reason you are photographing that?

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JD inspired me to look into my dreams again, and this is what I found :

Slow Wish


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Listening to this song today made me feel happy :

Little yellow spider laughing at the snow
Well maybe that spider knows something that I don't know
Cuz I'm goddamn cold

Little white monkey staring at the sand
Maybe that monkey figured out something I couldn't understand
Who knows

Well I came upon a dancing crab and I stopped to watch it shake, I said,
'Dance for me just one more time before ya hibernate,
and ya come out a crab cake'

And hey there little snapping turtle, snapping at a shell
Oh there's mysteries inside I know
But what they are I just can't tell for sure

And hey there little baby crow, you're looking kind of mean
I think I oughta split before ya start letting off your steam
For sure

And hey there little sexy pig, you mated with a man
And now you've got a little kid
With hooves instead of hands

And oh all of the animals, all of the animals

And hey there little mockingbird, they sing about you in songs
'Oh where ya been? Have ya broke a wing?'
I haven't heard ya in so long

And hey there little albatross, swimming in the air
'Aw, come on you know I can't fly and I
Think we really oughta play fair'

And hey there mister happy squid, you move so psychedelically
You hypnotize with your magic dance all the animals in the sea
For sure

And oh all of the animals, all the animals

And hey there Mr. Morning Sun, what kind of creature are you
I can't stare, but I know you're there
Goddamn, how I wish I knew

And hey there Mrs. Lovely Moon, you're lonely and you're blue
It's kind of strange the way you change
But then again we all do, too.

Devendra Banhart