we can't agree about a budget for an osaka trip, meaning, lzyk doesn't think we should worry ourselves with money, because well, if I were a successful man, then she wouldn't have to. But I spent my time skating and I spend my money and my health drinking, so a trip to Osaka is not a minor financial concern.
I went up to the New Stoop, which is definitely the roof top of my new building, for some tb meditation. After some time, I noted that my phone was dead, so I couldn't take notes. It's just a little breezy, just the right amount. There is a waist high ledge to jump up to and sit on, although I got the paranoid fear that a spider or centipede was gonig to crawl up on me from underneath the ledge and bite me through my camo pants. I stuck it out.
I was rewarded with a city in every direction. I could only see the ground in three tiny spaces, where the headlights of passing cars and scooters gave it away. I suppose those spots could have been bridges though. I also can see the vast and aggressive mountains to the north, not so far away. There are other ones to the east and south as well, but not to the west. The lights on the buildings are a wide variety, from blinking to shining to flickering to flashing to warbling to humming to growling to skipping to glowing to blaring to gloating to shimmering.
The clouds above, adn not so far above, are pink, and pass slowly, I supposed because of the street lights. At any rate, they dont change color as they pass, and give the impression of gauzy human tissue, cut apart under the skin. Above them, somewhere, is exactly the kind of black that doesn't appear in No Man's Sky, and between the cotton candy flesh clouds and the blackness of space, I saw a endless series of white ghostly V's. They changed shape and went mostly in clockwise circles, and from north to south. They were birds, flying over the most unnatural landscape on earth, tiny tribes surviving by instint alone, totally, completely unaware even in the remottest sense that they are flying over the best skating city in the cosmos.
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