filtrationsystem blog of james hartnett

His smile and observation gave way to a friendly exchange and understanding from the muslim woman. From there the day proceeded into choirs. Fashioning items around the dwelling. Rocking out like a fool with music not listened to in quite some time. Is it me or did George W. Bush appear to be drunk as he approached the podium for the last time the other night? I thought I recognized a stutter step then sidewinder? I suppose, who could blame him. The smoke is rising from the chimneys of the old victorians. The birds bellow their songs through the unexplainable temperature. The unclothed trees take on the appearance of veins, capillaries, ateries, and such, during this time of winter. There is a feeling of emptiness. But this emptiness provides for very much needed quiet moments while walking. It is the most important part of the year for introspection. You need silence for peace of mind and understanding. There needs to be time for the contemplative flavor to soak into the recipe. Silence keeps us closer to the truth. Without silence we invade this space and inhibit both spiritual growth and intellectual growth. If you're talking all the time, you are not allowing yourself to let the thoughts percolate and form and manifest into something larger than us. Meditation is the easiest way toward the truth! It's a space where the divine can be felt in us and our breath shepherds this bliss to and for us.

There is alas, stillness. Breathtaking! Thanks! As bitter as it is outside, i'm still relishing the stillness. Sheer silence. Birds are the only ones making a peep today. Even Manhattan's immutable energy is surely muffled for today at least. Journeys unforeseen have taken place and continue to take place, bitter or not. The chill is so cold that at one point it actually burns the fingers to a degree. When stepping out of this tranquility and into warm apartment creates a filling that would appear as though meat is thawing and oozing its juices. Only it feels as though water is running out of every digit on this body.

James