The sun had just begun to rise over the Pacific, casting soft pinks and golds across the sky as Lila zipped up her windbreaker. It was spring in California — that perfect sliver of the year when the air is crisp in the morning, but the day promises warmth and sunshine …

Spring is here, the sky is ablaze with the energy from mother earth. All is coming back the spirit within. The flowers are blossoming, hiding within. It smiles at us with all the rainbow colors of the earth, gold, red, orange. Before us this young child growing, giving us a …

Many times the sun has arisen over the tree tops. An endless cycle, a movie playing over and over again projected over my eyes. Each moment passed like a frame, seamless when viewed in motion but fragmented when examined too closely. Noon was the brightest, a scene overexposed, the world …

Summer has left in the night like a homeless visitor to return agian. Fall has come my great friend, you have been fully missed. Thank you for coming again. The rain will come calling soon, the sky is cold, the breeze is there bringing delight once again. A peace a …

[x] A hot day in the perceive summer. The sun arises and is sunken. Resurrected in the day and night forever in the time forward. Many will rise and fall to raise again what is called time, history the echelon of the time continuation. Already a hot day and only …

A day in July 2022. A time a marker in the cylindrical time and space, given a reference point. In the computer simulation we live in. Very much a computer simulation in this time and place. For this time and place in the connection through my cerebral cortex.

What if all where really different. There are many questions.

What if this is really there. It would not suprise me, because alot of our history is hidden and has been made up. What is if is all hidden in plane view right before us.

A Day a site about expressing feeling for the day, in a life journey. Very most like everyone else, we are all unique a consciousness in our own time and space. That can be unique or common everyday to everyone, but to you its special. Everyday common is not necessary …

It was a scary day full of thunerand flash rain. thougths of dying, run through your head. Where the next light will hit hopefully not on you. However a lady did die with her dog. How death is a milisecond away when it is your time anytime.