Newport beach surfed the morning and afternoon away, entirely unproductive yet essential for living. Oh i do love daze like these, clear and hot, blue skies blue water, clean, fresh, perfect wave after wave, what more can you ask for. Love and graditude flow through my veins and arteries, my mind is all fluid and ebbing and flowing, heart pumping it's gentle beat through my universe.

Evening time and i am at Palm Beach watching ferry's depart, the ducks swim, pelican glide, clouds sculptures, last rays of sunlight, seagulls fight for scraps, kids playing, a french girl looking glamourous, the families eat chips, the dads eat fish, Proffessor Leary eats a veggie burger.
Yes its the closure of twilight. I spent many an evening doing this in some lost years, i was telling the Proffessor that there was a float tank at the back of the hairdressers next to the old wooden fish and chip shop before it got all groovey and trendy. I made a deal with the lady that i would get three hour floats for the price off one, so consequently many hours were spent floating, uncovering the inner spaces.
Float tanks are a beautiful way to get to a meditative state fast, 3 hours usually and then you leave the reality you came from and break into a new one. Actually there's just nothingness. It's a beautiful place, becuase even time stops, you cease to exist and there is nothing that seperated your mind or body from anything else.