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90 day plan number two.
So now it is day one of 90 day plan part two. The first 90 plan took it’s toll, for the most part… well I suppose overall it was a grand success. I went from drinking everyday… to not drinking. I went from smoking a pack a day…. to not smoking. I went from not having health insurance… to owing a hefty little chunk of cash, but… to having health coverage. I went from wondering about a lump in my arm for years… to having it cut out of my body. I was involved in more charity and art related events than ever before. I met a lovely woman and fell in love with her. She has never met the person I was before this 90 day plan. Brilliant World became available to the public for the first time. Shibuya Wildcats was born. S.O.L was born. I painted the largest painting I have ever painted alone. I began practicing yoga regularly. I began running regularly. I got a raise at work. These are the things I found good. None of the good things came without effort.
I have have decided to embark on another 90 adventure. Off I go….
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I have been following a similar pattern for years. I think a lot of it is survival. Self preservation. Today is day four of this 90 day blog experiment in the shadows and light of self. I am in Tokyo. It is 9:45PM. August 25th, 2011.
While I was making dinner/next day lunch. Mosquito attack. Got me good four times. (Hunger)
6:30AM awake. 7:45AM-6:35PM (JOB)
Yogurt. (breakfast) raw cabbage (snack) same as last night (lunch) cheese crackers (snack) lettuce, avocado, corn and tuna (dinner)
(star jumps x20, high knee x20, push up x5, running in place) x5
jog to track (really roads under a raised highway) 1 walk 1 sprint x6
run home
Must get new paper on the wall for new paintings.
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Day three of a 90 day period of time. I am in Tokyo.
My room is small. I want to do this stretch I saw on youtube. But, my room is smaller than I am stretched out. Moving to a new place is part of this 90 days.
7:52AM-6:09PM (Work. AKA Job.)
Packed lunch. (leftovers) If you cook lunch the night before and eat what is leftover for dinner then which are the leftovers?
Three Krispy Kreme donuts. (present) They were really yummy. Really. I had a boston creme, it made me think of my dad and Dunkin Donuts. Man, those were some big coffees.
Swimming pool. Grocery Shopping. Which if I cook I have to do daily. This takes time. There is not enough room in the fridge to put anything other than that days food.
Steak, cut. Garlic, onions, sprouts and mushrooms. The long skinny kind. Grapes. Korean seaweed. Soup.
Moving cost is 530,000 yen. I do not have that. This is part of the 90 days.
If I view my life as light. The path between me and a goal is not translucent as of now. I am looking at the things in the way. They cast shadows. I can live in those shadows. But, the goal is still there. I would like to deal with the obstacle.
This is a process.
I am in Tokyo. I am putting in work.
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Oh. I see. Note to self: 7:27AM. →
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Home. Work. Life. Water. (12:07AM)
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In the field of optics, transparency (also called pellucidity or diaphaneity) is the physical property of allowing light to pass through a material; translucency (also called translucence or translucidity) only allows light to pass through diffusely. The opposite property is opacity. Transparent materials appear clear, with the overall appearance of one color, or any combination leading up to a brilliant spectrum of every color. Translucent cannot be seen through clearly.
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I feel like I should say something. (The time frame is now) To the best of my knowledge. I am alive. (Separate from what I mentioned about saying something) Meanwhile in Tokyo the unsure hero lurks in the shadows. Sound blush D.I.S.
Time.
My hat drips with sweat onto my desk. I sit on a broken chair. This is night of day two. I am in Tokyo.
Raw cabbage, carrot. Edamame. Half a onigiri. Shared other half with co-worker. I hear that sharing is caring. I often question this phrase. It does sound good.
Soup. Salad. Bolognese Pasta. Omori. (Luxury Lunch)
7:45AM-6:38PM (Work)
This is a 90 day blog. It is about the shadows of my life. It is about the light of my life.
It is about routine. Exercise. Money. Work. Motivation. Addiction. Destruction. Struggle. It is about focus. Failure. Big goals. Small goals. Dreams. Self.
It is about my shadows. My light. Like my life this is also a practice of my Art. This is to challenge my self in the process of my Art.
It is not for you. It is for me. (This is most likely a lie) Feel free to watch. I don’t know if it is interesting. (But, I do not claim to know what you find interesting)
This is a 90 day blog. I am in Tokyo. Shadows of Light.
Note to self: (This seems challenging)
Big L: (Music)
Under the highway. Street track. Sprint. Walk. Sprint. Walk.
Stir Fried: Chicken, cabbage, onion and sprouts. (Food)
Water. Laundry. Life for me in Tokyo is full. This is a project to work on what it is full of. It is about lifestyle. Choice. I said this is not for you. But, I invite you to join in action. Documentation. Choice.
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BlueBerry SoyJoy. One plain yogurt. I naturally woke up at 5:00AM.
I thought about it. Is this when I should get out of bed?
I later awoke to a noisy alarm. 6:30AM.
Standing over the foggy damp city of Tokyo. This is where I live. This is the closest, current rendition of My Way. It needs work. It takes work. Life.
Thinking of the shadows. The blocking of light. (metaphor)
Note to self… (7:20AM) O.K.
-Refuge- Have you been drinking muddy water? What? Cause I can’t see!
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A shadow is an area where direct light from a light source cannot reach due to obstruction by an object. It occupies all of the space behind an opaque object with light in front of it. The cross section of a shadow is a two-dimensional silhouette, or reverse projection of the object blocking the light. The sun causes many objects to have shadows and at certain times of the day, when the sun is at certain heights, the length of shadows change.
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Today is day one in a 90 day personal focus on the shadows of light of my life. I am in Tokyo. This is day one. Today is August 22, 2011.
Up at 6:30AM. Rain. I drink a can coffee while holding an umbrella on the roof. The rain splashes on my toes.
Work. (8:00AM-6:00PM)
(Addiction) So here is a note to self. (self) …. (thank you for listening)
Two black coffees. Two scrambled eggs. One yogurt. Fine dining lunch: Fish and soup. (BluePoint, Shiroganedai) One can of tuna. Half a raw cabbage. Egg soup. Miso soup. (Food)
Sprinted through back streets of Tokyo. Dark residential. Old mixed with the new. The dark. The light. (Sport) Ran past the homeless under the bridge. (Hiroo) Up and down hills, up and down stairs. Fast, slow, fast.
Listened to Esoteric: Dumb. (Music on)
Stretched. I write this as sweat drips from my body.
Mend my wounds.
Youtube.
Sleep.
