feeling strange. like am in a trance. a strange nice feeling but strange all the same. guess am watching the world with strange lens. they said someone got shot on our block last night. saw lots of cops around with their sirens and yellow tape. brooklyn is a violent city. but we can’t hide in the shadows like vermin. i know is my camera i need to shoot my films. the vision is expanding. am growing and stretching my art. tried to buy an android tablet yesterday. all sold out. money goes back into the bank to wait. today is west indian carnival on the parkway in brooklyn. hope the eats are plentiful. hope the music is scary enough to wake up the whole bloody world. hope the cops don’t shut us down before it’s time. the damn cold is already creeping in. am feeling the west coast more and more. nyc is becoming a police factory man.