riding home i saw a girl holding a tiny cage up to a branch and a blue parakeet sitting on the branch. i thought what bird would want to leave a tree for a cage. i saw a lot of people facing west ,some swaying individually. i think they were singing but there was no music i could hear. 

today felt as though everyone was involved in a performance but it was just life but life in the condition of the end times or the secular collapse. 

i felt bad leaving rex waiting but i also felt i had been implicated in something i needed to escape. 

when i came in i heard somebody say trouble meaning me, i couldn't see him but it was jadre, that's what he calls me.