The Mezunian

Sunny October ~ bluejay peeps in my bathroom window. Call the cops.

Freaky Forest Well, a’least OpenShot worked ’nough for me to be able to make this video… But then YouTube decided it didn’t want to understand how to process videos anymo’, & also decided that it should just completely erase the uploaded video, too ( wouldn’t e’en show up in “Video Manager” as a “…” video, […]

Flush Flood I still don’t know when I’ll e’er be able to make “The Minus Touch”’s video, but a’least we have “Flush Flood”. Granted, I messed up a bit in editing it: @ the end it shows the gem score having been achieved, though the achievement o’ such is ne’er shown in-video. Would’ve been nice […]

Last night I saw on my wall the shadow o’ a rose ‘hind the shadow o’ bars.

( Or Theme Park World to Europeans ). Nostalgia has a strange way o’ making games look better than they probably were. For instance, as I’ve mentioned in previous articles, while I have nostalgia for games like Sonic 3D Blast & Sim Tower, I wouldn’t find playing them much fun. What’s stranger, though, is when […]

If anyone remembers those Nasrin stories I published here almost a year ago, they now have their own website… sort of. That also has some new stories that I wrote o’er the last year but ne’er bothered to publish like many other things. & since I’m talking ’bout other stuff I’ve been doing ( ¿isn’t […]

Full moon night: sharing space with other traffic, sharing the sights of all around, curving into that window just to—¡poof!

Accompanying music:Your browser doesn’t support HTML5 audio. Here is a link to the audio instead. Lemon drops on milky clouds bound this wistful field above pewter lakes — ¡but wait! ¡Look now! ¿How’d this specter enter such verdant film now ill, when it wasn’t there before. Before I eat my harvest, fix on this ray […]

Saw outside a lonely time shadow firs are teasing me breezily. Their scents make pine every time all kinds, seasoning. Under skies as pure as opal, bright night dimmed by grim surroundings, worse by wind, won’t hush, but yodels. Houses still for nature’s crowning. For my birthday, I would like tons of air a year […]

Accompanying music Sweet or spicy, ¿who can scent brimstone watercolor flooding buckets brimmed of pavement meant bent below the toes of bloody skullcap shrooms in dusty noon — { guess I best bring out the broom } — tombs so late & all so soon, cheering chilly autumn gloom? Colored gray won’t keep me sober; […]