Fri 24 Apr 26: People are on edge today... not sure why. Got the tired old tailgating w/o any change in the usual pace; even had to brake-check one tweaker who decided to focus all her 30-sec-attention-span on showing me how slow I were going (10 over speed limit). Nearly rear-ending someone, full-ABS, when you don't have insurance... is a sure-fire way to wake urchins like that up, & come back to the light from a pot-worsened pipe dream where everything / everyone bends to your self-obsessed ratchet will But for the most part, good news today. Thought due to lots of transactions being made this week for a myriad of unavoidable spending... my wallet'd be near the red, so deposited some dosh. Got the balance... oh, not nearly as bad as thought. Haven't used checks since the '90s, so reckoning used to be the std until smartphones and access to balances online. Doesn't happen all the time, so glad my spendy-sense were dialed Another good thing: since been using Hybrid Solutions ceramic spray to wash and wipe away the swarms of midge splats... the more I do this (every morning before heading to the salad spot, in TGT car park) the more able the layers repel their acidic little bodies from sticking -- this morning after a week of this (since Mon)... almost didn't need to spray the splats for a blue roll towel to wipe them clean from the front cap paint. Also working on the black part around the 5G's 'mouth'... which on Mon, was a solid 15 mins trying to get their little pestilent bodies to release. Today, was one spray, one wipe, one buff and gone... like they were never there. Did find something distressing on the windscreen tho: a pit ~1mm⌀ in it, probably from a rock thrown during the storm by a brodozer. Not big enough to propagate into a crack, but did fill it with ceramic -- at least then the wiper blades won't be cut by the hole's sharp edges. Will monitor Heard a term in Japanese, that rather floored me. Not as dramatic as you're p rolly thinking... but it was something that felt profound, in that physical way... almost like my breakthroughs learning bodywork. The term was popularised in Japanese culture by an man named Tanizaki (surname) Jun'ichiro (given name), in his book In Praise of Shadows. He is considered one of Japan's more prolific and influential modern authors. The term is komorebi (木漏れ日), meaning 'sunlight filtering through trees'... which Tanizaki mentions in the book. In Japanese architecture vs. Western architecture dogma, the interplay of light and shadow is much more celebrated, playing an integral part in the narrative of a Japanese space expressing itself to those living in them. Therefore must be darkness to endorse the existence of light, and vice versa. If you think back to the conditions under which these concepts were developed and refined (living in nature, no sewage systems, no electricity, no heat that wasn't from burning wood or summer swelter... and everything manual, in a time when most people were off-grid, even in cities)... isn't difficult to imagine it'd be named. As an offbeat kid growing up on Maui in the early '70s, had felt from a young age something was... not wrong per se... but were something more to the world aroun dme than met the eye... about the Mill, the fields, the valleys my family'd hike thru occasionally, the old railroad tracks who were my companion following them north to their terminus in Pu'ukoli, esp riding my bicycle w\ the canefields adjacent. Our comm'y at the time (no longer) came from the plantations... so were defo similar to this kind of existence. Living in nature, sensitises one to it -- just as living in a titanically-large city like New York's boroughs, sensitises and refines one senses for what aids you in that large of a city vs. punishes you. But we all came from nature... so many things about how we're physically put together in our minds thru countless generations of evolution... are very old places, very old experiences -- all 100% organic. Had felt -- and savoured -- komorebi in multiple different situations, even single-digit-aged. There's something I daresay magical and transcendent, yet so simple and common in dappled sunlight, sitting or walking under a natural canopy. Also experienced this spearfishing, from the sun hitting the surface of the water... for me it's always been hypnotic in a sense, just an arm's reach away. But didn't have a name -- was only a collection of feelings and 'vignettes' stored in fragile long-term memory, loosely-bound and put up on the shelves of an aging mind. Something about hearing it had one for hundreds of years of artisanship... stopped me in my tracks, watching this video: Dami is of course one of my go-tos for new drops on her channel... so endearing to hear she had an enlightening few days studying architectural bones of Japanese dwelling design -- something I myself may never get to fully explore before passing on. So to even have an epiphany with the mere mention of a term I'd wondered about nearly all my life, was heavy
