Tokyo and Astronaut

Headless disconnected understanding
misinterpretted intention
overcompensation for lack of fear
with overstimulated esthetic
Found Hiding Places
unexpressive stares and rock formations
mascarading as personality
Competitive hipness richness shyness newness slimness
Harness whatever meaning you can find
in lost fishbowl souls who will one day
attain contentment
Realize anecdotes are no substitute for experience
Not everything in the universe can be reached
with the Tokyo Subway
But on brisk Japanese evenings
punctuated by cold beer and solitude
looking everywhere for some hidingplace to
coil up in beside some hot green tea and
bodies more hip rich new slim
than i will ever try to be -
It feels like even the moon
is on the Yamanote line.

P.S. New Pictures Up:
Cambodia / Vietnam / Tokyo / DesignFesta

Ch Ch Ch Ch Changes Continued

The things in my life, basic every-day blase.
The times, the days, the commuting routes and cityscapes
They are a changing.
Bob Dylan would be proud.
More as the concrete hardens.

p.s. It's cold as fuck in tokyo.

SouthEastAsia

Wandering through Vietnamese Mekong Delta highways on raggedy busses and climbing angkor wat temples steep cliff jagged history
Thai nights dancing hip hop gorging myself on my wet dream of thai food come true and
even Bangkok is full of good people if you know where to look
Cambodia lies still in a special little place in my heart
and after all the history, all the genocide, coups, kidnapping, violence
comes a country -Finally-
a country with a heart, whose Cambodians realize what is important in life
and is not trying to be Koh Disney-Hilton the way Khao San Road has dwindled
into a lonely planet on europe's shoestring.
Even I got sick of myself haggling over 20 cents while buying a shirt.
And all I have to show for it, (18 days in this part of the world) are mosquito bites, a shaved head, and a slight (unnoticable except in the correct lighting) tan.