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[A.K.A.T.D.N.]

I often miss the soft sounds in the morning. Not that Tawain is that harsh in the morning. I've heard worse in Korea. Here it seems peeacefull, gentle, almost like there's a lull to the morn. Just like the doves I heard the other day.

They came across as homelike, as if from somewhere from my past. I heard them Cooing, like they almost wanted me to hear them, to deepen my sense of peace. There's likewise no noise after 12:00am. All I hear is Mumbles clawing at his doorknob, speaking hoarsely. I don't mind him. It's those damn motobbikes and cars I hate.


But in the morning, I hear the doves and some of the sweet sounds. They play with my ears, making me feel in Japan, or in a part of nature I
've yet to find in the northwoods. Some sweet lizards give a deep, smacking sound with their lips. They sound like a kiss.The fish splash, the froags croak. I guess it must be all the plants my landlord has here. I feel in a jungle, or in the northwoods.

There I remember hearing the woodpecker and the blackbirds sing, the sparrows and he songbirds. If anything, Taiwan should be awarded on its natural reflectiions on life. KOrea made me feel the drill up the spine. I never felt a real touch from nature, other than thos mosquito bites and bee stings, constructions workers and woodsmoke. It made me loathe the morning.

Now, I'm contemplating leaving the morning once again. I feel China is a great nation, ascetic and also gentle. I wake up and have a smoke, listening for the motorbikes to rev. I don't mind, I can go to the park and hear the doves, the noises, he birds rustle. Ameica is a screaming baby without any lullabiyes to comfort her. I wish I could be a nature lover, and replace what we've lost. Perhaps I can make a sound in the morning, and make sure I'm not lost in a junble, but here, in my past awaiting the soft sounds to give birth in my soul and make me aware I'm just a coffee cup away from the door, but nontheless not barking mad like a dog wanting to be free.