Oh So Lonely

Friday, December 21st, 2012

So Lonely

I’m so lonely.  I am here at Funabashi station, just waiting.  No one is here for me.  I am not even sitting on a proper seat.  I am sitting where most people put their bags and PET bottles full of tea.

I can’t remember how long I have been here.  I was having a good ole time with my human and then they put me down.  I didn’t really think much of it at the time.  The station announcement came on that a train heading for Mitaka was coming and my human jumped up out of the slightly comfortable yellow seat and jumped on the train.  I watched with my black eyes until the train rolled out of sight.

I am so lonely.  Will my human come back for me?  I really don’t know.  I keep on hearing the station melodies play as the east and west bound trains arrive at the platform.  I keep my eyes peeled hoping that my human has come back for me.  I really can’t understand why I am here.

It is so cold today too.  My human kept me close this morning.  It felt so good to feel their heat on my raggedy fur.

Ah, is that my human coming back for me?  Could it really be my human returning to scoop me up in their arms?  No, it is just another false hope.  All these humans look the same to me.

I am so lonely at Funabashi station.  I wish I had remembered to put on my scarf this morning. Sigh.  Oh, so lonely.


Another Masked Hero has Fallen

Monday, February 13th, 2012

Fallen Masked Hero

It has happened again.  A lone masked fighter for the underdogs has fallen by the wayside.  He once stood for justice, now he only hopes to be found once again.

He championed for those that has no where else to turn.  For the motherless children, for the those that have fallen through the cracks of society, he was there for them.

Who will be there for him now that he has been forgotten?  Who will be there to say his eulogy as he is buried in his grave. 

He was a hero.  He will forever be a hero to me.  Let us not forget the mortality of our heroes.  We shouldn’t forget their humanness. Raise your glasses high and say a toast to the fallen masked hero of Kasai.


This is Not a Toy

Monday, June 21st, 2010

In between the daily rains of recent day I have been thinking of this verse from Isaiah 2:4.  I am sure most of you out there know it.

“and they shall beat their swords into plowshares, and their spears into pruninghooks: nation shall not lift up sword against nation, neither shall they learn war any more.”

Then this item tossed aside on the edge of a pedestrian overpass I found a toy gun that has been tossed away.  Even though it is a toy gun, these so called toys breed violence into the games that children play.  It will be a beautiful tomorrow when there shall be no more metals and plastics used for destruction.

I await that day.

We all await that day.

Gun Butt

Fence Step Wall

The Old Ball and Key

4-24 Bicycle Window

Square, Doll, Circle and other Randomless Connections

Saturday, June 12th, 2010

Yes, she does.  She’s had enough hot air being spilled by the tricksters out there in the world.  Even though she is lost, she isn’t LOST.  She still fully comprehends her situation.  She knows what is to be must be, and that she can change only those things that she can control.

Live it up, enjoy the simple pleasure of a circle, square, and a couple of dots.  Enjoy the elegant beauty of a heart that is screaming out for attention.  Hey look at me I’ve got heart too.

Enjoy, live it up to the fullest.  Each and every single day.

Lost Doll and the Bokeh Politrickster

Scratch My Heart, Hope to Live

Push, the Key

Square, Rectangle, Circle, Dot, Dot

Minnie Mouse Gets her Own Seat

Monday, June 7th, 2010

I am not even sure how to begin with this one.  This kind of truly disturbed me when I saw it on the train this afternoon.

As I stepped onto the train I noticed something wasn’t quite right with the passenger across from me.  She was decked out in heels, and a pear like necklace.  Now, that is not so unusual for Japan, but this was different.  This woman, was not a woman, but it was a Minnie Mouse doll.  Sitting right next to the Minnie Mouse was a man, on his cellphone.  I gathered pretty quickly that this doll was surely his when he picked up the Minnie Mouse and started to talking to her.

I am also pretty sure that this individual was suffering from some sort of mental disorder.  I have seen plenty of Disney freaks around.  But this one was completely off the wall.

Those that obsess with Disney need to find another outlet to escape the harsh realities of life.  It is really not a healthy place to be.

I hope that the man in this image, will find happiness outside of the limits of the artificial boundaries of Disney’s world.

Something Isn't Quite Right with Minnie Mouse

Lost Your Key?

Monday, May 31st, 2010

If you have lost your key, you need to think seriously and try to find it again.  What is your key anyways?  Have you discovered it yet?  or are you still looking?

Hmmmm, more questions than answers today.

Lost Key Kasai 02

Lost Hot Wheels' Wheel

Lost Key Kasai 01

The Mini Jumbo Jet and a Rubber

Wednesday, May 26th, 2010

This is the story of the mini jumbo jet and a rubber boot.  Both items lost in the hustle and bustle of Japan.  Both are waiting for the owner to return.  They sit, it silence and see what is to become of them.

In the meantime I lugger my umbrella around all day and the only thing that fell was the temperature!  Oh well, I guess the rain will come soon enough.

Lost Mini Jumbo Jet

Ten Ten Ten [点 点 点] . . .

U Lost Blue Rainboot

Kasai Me on a Sunny Saturday

Saturday, May 8th, 2010

Got to chat with some of the owners of the properties I was photographing today.  I always feel like I have been busted when I get asked questions about what I am taking pictures of.

One older lady tried to give me the chairs I was photographing.  I politely said not thank you,  In front of the rusted out stairs the man drove up in his van.  I told him I liked the old building, he then preceded to tell me of an old house in the neighborhood, which it turned out I already knew.

All and all a beautiful sunny day in Kasai.

Trio Umbrellas

Stairs to Roped Off Apartments

Tricylcle and Two Chairs

Young Tomatoes and Single Umbrella

Rain, Raining, Rained

Tuesday, April 20th, 2010

Well, the rain has returned. I am not going to complain, because at least this week the rain is not icy cold and on the verge of becoming sleet.  The streets are slick and all the brollies are held over the heads of those who remembered to bring one. If you did not, thats ok, because all you have to do is pop into a conbini (Aconvenience store) and buy a vinyl one for 500 yen.

Walking in the rain, with a umbrella in one hand and my camera in the other.

Rain, raining, rained.

Clear VInyl Umbrella Girl

Micro Truck Covered in Dirt

Three Quarter's Umbrella

Copyright 2007© m2c LucidCommunication - Jacob Schere