When you sleep on the floor.
Problem.
Solved.
And besides, when in Hawai'i do as the...Japanese.
Forename: Kava
Surname: Kava
Cause of Death: Lawai'a
Motivation: Grinds (see: 15-mile diet)
On an island, the 100-mile diet needs a diet.
In Hawai'i, traveling that many miles over land is as foreign a concept as free shipping.
sweet-pea-honey-bee harvesting the vitamin dee-evotee flowing emcee jedi to the 33rd degree rocking that tai chi sipping chai tea juiced with ghee fit for the bourgeoisie playing the royal jubilee in the key of C.
overseas.
away from we.
and
into be.
Sight:
Keiki art.
Rubbah slippahs.
Smell:
Dog porch.
Fermenting Noni.
Feel:
Home.
Hawai'i.
"You can't touch a forest, but you can burn it down. When the mathematical abstraction from reality which deems the plume of a collective consciousness more important than that of the individual - he who represents the group can forge a noose of invisible smoke and fire around the necks of the woodsmen - suffocating any attempt at sovereignty by way of a rusty lungs and a parched pair of lips devoid of speech..."
Poetics - Leandro Sorice
Artistics - Moi
No longer there.
Not quite here.
All in.
With no in to be all.
In a landscape where passports are irrelevant,
and bare feet are mandatory.
Allegiances from wars past,
reconvene on a shifting battlefield.
With leaderless leaders at the helm,
two ships crash in the night.
...with da locals.
Admission is free.
Kept his humor up until the very end.
May you Rest in Peace, Mr. von Tempsky.
This morning I caught an intimate glimpse of an older, local gentleman strumming his ukulele, serenading a gravestone.
The joy, poignancy, and nuance of island living strikes the deepest of poetic chords.
Minus the I.V.
