The world I was in

Through the skies.

Sunrise, sunset.

Moonrise, moonset.

Time is going.

Earth is spinning.

Plants are growing,

Blooming and decaying.

Nonstop.

It never whines.

It never complains.

It never says otherwise.

It creates a cycle of predictions.

Sometimes, the cycle breaks

Like cells growing repeatedly

Without a checkpoint.

This group will falter

And the next will repeat

Until there is no more.

Meanings: short phrases to make sense around individuals and places. It matters personally or socially. It matters which level is a cellular level and the world level.

Green is mint.

Blue is blueberry.

Pink is strawberry.

Yellow is bananas.

Brown is chocolate.

Purple is grapes.

Black is Oreo.

Orange is orange.

White is frosting.

Red is watermelon.

Peach is peach.

Is this a smoothie?

Is this a fruity cake?

Is this a dessert with all flavors?

Or is this in a refrigerator?

“To the tree of purple and pink flowers,” I sang this phrase in a dream.

Purpose, I shrugged.

If the tree has flowers and colors.

Then the entire world is in darkness.

I was the only one next to a tree.

But no one is around me,

Not even the crickets,

Not even the leaves rustle.

I look at the clouds moving in.

I think it is going to rain.

Rain? Crap!

I ran forward to reach the house

If I find it, good.

If I do not, lightning will strike soon.

I tried to complete the dream in this story, which left me with a cliffhanger.

Character’s Name: Lord Coal

Age: 20-29

Height: 5’9”

Weight:144-176 lbs.

Characteristics: Tall man had a long, black robe and long sleeves. He cannot feel his body temperature, even though the outside is extremely hot or cold. He can raise the dead and move things with his arms. He raised the dead in an abandoned church. It was dirt instead of a typical interior with benches and an altar. He even moved the animal bones and heavy rocks in a wasteland desert. Not just these powers, he also can pass through walls and trees.

His daily routine was to walk around the abandoned places and avoid society at all costs. If caught, he would raise an army of the dead to kill the living. If he did survive, he would just continue his life under the radar. He does not talk much if he wants to. He found the baked goods or fresh veggies in the market. He would buy them and eat them far away.

No one knows where he lives, a mystery man.

Character’s Name: Lady Sweet

Age: Around 30s

Height: 5’

Weight: 95-110 lbs.

Characteristics: A tall woman with medium green hair, a medium yellow dress with short sleeves, and heart earrings. She was sensitive to heat and cold temperatures. She always wore a heavy coat whenever it was freezing. The same goes for the hot temperature. She would be in her thinnest dress so that people would see her bra or underwear.

She liked to wander in the forest feeding the wild animals. She would bring tons of sweet bread and tea to have a picnic. She even gave a tiny souvenir to each one she met. The souvenirs might be a ring or necklace kept in a jewelry box.

Her daily routine was preparing meals before eating time, reading books to children, and playing with them outdoors. She was more attached to children than the mothers at her place. The mothers she knew just dropped off and went to work or parties overnight. They never picked up their children until the following day or never. As if almost adopted by her, the children get attached to playtime. She even took them outside to play with the wild animals. Not a single child was hurt or abandoned.

When she got older, her hair changed from green hair to very silvery as a silver coin. She did not know much about her family history or ethnicity. She thought she was just a lady and caretaker of children and animals. If there is more, her parents would have said anything, but her mother gave her the silvery key as a token to remember her by. The key glowed as her hair changed to silver. She must do something about it or disappear like her parents.

During the day, people pass by one person. People put their senses out of her earshot. They whispered, “She is a stranger and a danger to us.”

The woman heard nothing but silence. She seemed not to notice their talking mouths and their thoughts. She did not break in but let them roll as the sky turned dark and zapped the talkative. The woman walked away.

The other group Loud made so much racket around her. They were nonstopping until they made an explosion. Their faces burned. Their hair went straight up. The woman walked silently.

The last group Instrumental created sounds to hurt the woman’s ears. She stopped and picked up her high heel to throw it at the drummer, who noticed it and continued playing until the drums broke. The woman walked away quietly.

A pastel room with pink, purple, and red feels like a lighthearted person and a very calm mind. Below the room, the blue and blue-violet had a depth you could go down and feel or mesmerize by the view of a fountain spilling water as a pond. Imagine a picture of vases sitting flatly on their backs to resemble human bodies or bowling pins.

These spaces were small and tight but gave an atmosphere of privacy and free time to explore without people’s judgments. Also, happiness comes from the yellow flooring.

Pastel colors make us feel like toddlers and have been doing playtime indoors and outdoors. Entertainment makes us feel our energy rise to the roof, and fireworks explode with colors. Always keep on surprising us with new stuff every day.

I am rewriting this from a sticky note of Google Docs which I saved on that day. I put it almost in transcriptionist format.

4-22-21

She, her, and hers Nina West

Nina West: Makeup is good and putting it on. Eyeshadow is good and patient. Good to be out of comfort in Drag. Leaving your heart on stage and have fun (pure joy).

Speaker: How do you enter Drag?

Nina West: Like theatre and doing it.

Speaker: How do you get the call-in reaction?

Nina West: Life-changing and cried for a big moment. I audition 9 times.

Speaker: Drag All-Stars?

Nina West: Not ready for it. Virtual meeting? Still in place and powerful and tell stories and do not forget about the job and protect our voices and amplify voices. Collective experiences. Learning about others through virtual.

Outside of the sticky note, but still on the Word Doc: I wanted to add a few words to it. She likes to talk fast and is excited with the TAMIU students and administrators. Plus, she called my name correctly.

No talk, no society.

No support, not reliable.

Life is like this

Without emotion, without delay,

Without a breath, With rhythm.

Life is not always good.

Not full of happiness,

Not pure boredom,

But has a mixture of flavors and roller coasters.

All scares and alarms.

It is also randomization.

It has a history.

Repetition.

Prediction

If a person makes a problem

What is the root of a problem?

What is thinking or meaning?

Is their health disabled?

Is it worth fixing?

Ignore it!

If a person complains

What is their problem?

Real or dare?

Outcome or no outcome?

Win or lose?

Beneficial or nah?

The picture above was the signature L on the coin and a star with a purple and white pattern. They were made of ceramic clay and glazed.

A student from TAMIU (2022) created a live Harry Potter for the Senior Art Show titled “Nine Divines”. Her project contained small objects (bottles with corks, a variety of gems, a ceramic book, and a stand). Next to the treasury table was a white table filled with black Sharpie or ink to signify the modern world of technology and books. You can assume the boring world that we all live in.

I received the free tokens from her were the signature coin with a capital L, the first letter of her name Lauren, and a purple-white star. Both were made of ceramic clay and glazed.

She was proud that she made her collections live. She liked fantasy and was a fan of Harry Potter.