The Day of Daze
By Anthony Douglas Gere
Well once again, its a beautiful day in Northern California. Took a load of
work, the laptop and portable lounge chair to the park, and set up camp to
put out a few fires. Now to set the mood and vibe right, let me explain what
had ironically happened the night before, that's relative to my mindset for this
moment. While chillin' with my crew, I freshly loaded my new Nano IPod with
some smooth vibe music, and went into this frame of time, wanting to just
celebrate life and productively handle some business. Now as the mini
speakers blew smooth music through the air like the wind, I'm pretty much
people watching, much more than working. I'm not judging, scoping out my
next ex girl or analysing. I'm simply just watching life, pass in front of my
eyes, and see who coming behind each person leaving my line of sight. If
you sometimes just look at people, I mean really just unconditionally look
at people, you can really tell what's going through their minds. I don't mean
mind reading or some hypnotic powers, but what's on their mind, and their
focus on themselves at that moment. When you see someone mumbling,
or focusing on walking, you can pretty much read what's not being written
down or wrote. From noticing ones body language, how they stand or
slouch in a tense or relaxing moment, alerts one on the frame of mind
someone just might be in. Example; I've seen what seems like, a
microcosm of the world, in the last 30 minutes. Out here, there are families,
joggers, overweight people trying to lose weight exercising and regular and
momentary showcase runners, following their routine. I've seen
businessmen and women talk while running, inter-racial couples finding a
common bond, animals and animal lovers bonding and strutting down the
path, as I've seen hood rat women in spandex a few sizes too small, jiggling
on the beaten path like European Super Models. There's the gardener and
house cleaning people, using the park as a short cut to get to the bus stop
because at this very time in their life, they can only work up here, not reside
in the area. There are those that are walking their animals, as there are
amateur and pro athletes, staying in shape and doing a little public relations
in the town. There are Policemen around, but they're in a parking stall,
sitting in the shade pretending to do something. They are actually at
ease because, they're more relaxed on even the worse days up here than
most in their line of work. A hard day is writing more than four tickets to
tourist that may have had a few too many drinks, and in the process of
jotting down these tickets and citations, it gets them closer to
Carpa-Tunnel Syndrome, than a gun fight or car chase. Anyway, its a
beautiful day with out a cloud in the sky, and I would go as far as calling it,
The Days of Daze.
Now on this day, its amazing what you can see and tell, by just paying
attention. Now before I go any further, let me explain a little bit about me,
and how I am. Don't worry, it won't take long. I'm the type of guy that's one
hundred percent, nieve to bullshit. I'm the type that if you looked at me and
told me you were from Mars, there's a part of me that truly believes, you
just could be. I'm mean really, who in the hell am I to tell anyone what is a
lie and the truth. I honestly believe that anything is possible, if someone
can think about it. Anything is also obtainable, if you're willing to do what it
ultimately takes to get it and go through what ever comes with the territory.
I mean seriously in my opinion, if I have to lie for you to like me, I don't like
who I am, and I must be truthful within myself first. So in turn, it blows me
away, when people lie. Now don't get me wrong, I've told my share, and
maybe a part or percentage of others, but when you really break it down, why
lie? Anyway, that's how I am. I'm the guy you can leave alone in a room and
you leave, because I don't go through other people things. Do you know I've
actually caught people going through my things when they thought I was
somewhere else. They didn't know the security monitors on my property,
also record during the times inside, when I enter into my house and don't
fully reset the alarm. Now dam, enough about me, I'm sure you get the
picture. But I've used up a lot of space, so lets start fresh in another
paragraph. Oh yeah remember, this theory is called, The Day of Daze.
By Anthony Douglas Gere
Well once again, its a beautiful day in Northern California. Took a load of
work, the laptop and portable lounge chair to the park, and set up camp to
put out a few fires. Now to set the mood and vibe right, let me explain what
had ironically happened the night before, that's relative to my mindset for this
moment. While chillin' with my crew, I freshly loaded my new Nano IPod with
some smooth vibe music, and went into this frame of time, wanting to just
celebrate life and productively handle some business. Now as the mini
speakers blew smooth music through the air like the wind, I'm pretty much
people watching, much more than working. I'm not judging, scoping out my
next ex girl or analysing. I'm simply just watching life, pass in front of my
eyes, and see who coming behind each person leaving my line of sight. If
you sometimes just look at people, I mean really just unconditionally look
at people, you can really tell what's going through their minds. I don't mean
mind reading or some hypnotic powers, but what's on their mind, and their
focus on themselves at that moment. When you see someone mumbling,
or focusing on walking, you can pretty much read what's not being written
down or wrote. From noticing ones body language, how they stand or
slouch in a tense or relaxing moment, alerts one on the frame of mind
someone just might be in. Example; I've seen what seems like, a
microcosm of the world, in the last 30 minutes. Out here, there are families,
joggers, overweight people trying to lose weight exercising and regular and
momentary showcase runners, following their routine. I've seen
businessmen and women talk while running, inter-racial couples finding a
common bond, animals and animal lovers bonding and strutting down the
path, as I've seen hood rat women in spandex a few sizes too small, jiggling
on the beaten path like European Super Models. There's the gardener and
house cleaning people, using the park as a short cut to get to the bus stop
because at this very time in their life, they can only work up here, not reside
in the area. There are those that are walking their animals, as there are
amateur and pro athletes, staying in shape and doing a little public relations
in the town. There are Policemen around, but they're in a parking stall,
sitting in the shade pretending to do something. They are actually at
ease because, they're more relaxed on even the worse days up here than
most in their line of work. A hard day is writing more than four tickets to
tourist that may have had a few too many drinks, and in the process of
jotting down these tickets and citations, it gets them closer to
Carpa-Tunnel Syndrome, than a gun fight or car chase. Anyway, its a
beautiful day with out a cloud in the sky, and I would go as far as calling it,
The Days of Daze.
Now on this day, its amazing what you can see and tell, by just paying
attention. Now before I go any further, let me explain a little bit about me,
and how I am. Don't worry, it won't take long. I'm the type of guy that's one
hundred percent, nieve to bullshit. I'm the type that if you looked at me and
told me you were from Mars, there's a part of me that truly believes, you
just could be. I'm mean really, who in the hell am I to tell anyone what is a
lie and the truth. I honestly believe that anything is possible, if someone
can think about it. Anything is also obtainable, if you're willing to do what it
ultimately takes to get it and go through what ever comes with the territory.
I mean seriously in my opinion, if I have to lie for you to like me, I don't like
who I am, and I must be truthful within myself first. So in turn, it blows me
away, when people lie. Now don't get me wrong, I've told my share, and
maybe a part or percentage of others, but when you really break it down, why
lie? Anyway, that's how I am. I'm the guy you can leave alone in a room and
you leave, because I don't go through other people things. Do you know I've
actually caught people going through my things when they thought I was
somewhere else. They didn't know the security monitors on my property,
also record during the times inside, when I enter into my house and don't
fully reset the alarm. Now dam, enough about me, I'm sure you get the
picture. But I've used up a lot of space, so lets start fresh in another
paragraph. Oh yeah remember, this theory is called, The Day of Daze.