Occam's Razor.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7NYwXSNZLpQ
(Know How - Kings Of Convenience)

Entia non sunt multiplicanda praeter necessitatem
"Entities must not be multiplied beyond necessity"

Therefore,
one should not increase,
beyond what is necessary,
the number of entities required to explain anything.

Saucesome Solar Sights.

http://space.jaxa.jp/movie/20090218_kaguya_movie01_j.html
(Video - Solar Eclipse From Another World)

Recalling.

The tune invites the memories of the previous voyage below.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pShp8Liffa4
(Nocturne - Secret Garden)

The Society.

I have many offshore things to do at this time of year, so I only periodically emerge. Today's emergence is to follow a long line of tradition in this year of
Ji Chou.

In the foothills, China appears from the air to meet up at my distant stilt home of serene with walls of paper and screens. The dark cherry woods blending along with the teak. The paper of hand made fashioned in between the wooden slats. The flooring is caressed with my bare feet, as I walked in meditation to meet. I fetched my guzhuang for the day, a delicately ornate piece. It has been made for this occasion alone. I placed my long dark brown hair up in the traditional manner and added my silver combs in the appropriate places. Making sure as to not leave any strand to betray its true color of deep red highlights when I step outside into the real light.


It is warm and the sun is rising below the mountain horizon, yet the glow is embracing. As my getas grace the moist dewed grasses beneath, we hurry across the familiar village path that leads us to the Crane Valley. The days are closing in you see, and we have yet to journey to view the sea of lights that adorn Air Itam. The journey begins fairly early, as the hills and valleys await the day's travels and we have others joining along the way. The Chi flowing downward into the ventured path is magnificent and the air is full of vitality and positively charged. Each step I take, I can't help but soak in the excitement, along with the uncertain knowing of all things in the circle of yin and yang. The feeling of simplicity and understanding.

We finally reached the festival site, Chik Chia. Everyone was positively radiant and the feeling of good will is impressed by all that had arrived. Nature had embellished herself with bright colors and the deepest greens one could imagine. Water is the music that fills the air. The trees wave to all who pass by. The Sun and Moon glance over the occasion. The celebration continues for 7 more days. Yet today was the day chosen for us to attend, as Lulin is nearby and shall arrive soon.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=q-wGMlSuX_c
(The Fear - Lily Allen)

Happy Hallmark Holiday!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rg_s9i8k9o0

(Video - Valentine's Special Lingerie)


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QSFfb9AZxE0
(Change Your Mind - The Killers)

Possibilities.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dLW8myDYEW0
(Video - Mission To Mars)

An Alternative Perspective.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gDzSNBfP91Y
(Kårleken Våntar - Kent)


Today as an orange perched itself between my fingers,
I immediately thought of a previous post:

http://atlanteaness.blogspot.com/2009/01/seasonal-sabi.html

As I peeled the outer shell, the mist expelled from the fruit in between my pink digits.

Honeycomb Dreams.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ilRttEYIfSw
(Fairytale - Alexander Rybak)

That place... You know the one.
That familiar river, leading its way around the world. That recognized scent, that feeling of revisited places of serenity. This time the river opens to a large basin lake. I swim along into and reflect upon the clarity of the waters and their potent energy flowing with me. The smell of rekindled memories. I turn to drift afloat on my back so I can take in the surreality of my location. The lighting is muted, as there appears to be candles everywhere in mood along the overflowing of an upward village. Mildly resembling that of compacted geodesic domes from the water's edge, filling the space way up into the created vertical skyline. All in cantered rows, yet connected, a whole block of living quarters filled with sullen golden glow. Each opening needed no entrance nor doorway, as all space was defiled by the surrounding nature which entered into the pods. With height, the structure went upward at an inward curvature, as to prevent any attempts from weather or other opportunities that might come knocking to an open walled society. There were persons making active duties in their apparent homes, and some were vacant or unattended at the current time. I took to note a few, only to find I recognized all in this honeycomb community. As I floated closer to this familiarity, I let the comforts of the liquid surround and embrace me. Then one looked up who was sitting reading a book amongst that soft light, and I saw you.