King, Rip

During meditation, I saw the image of a large king. Henry VIII style.

Later, returning from the Academy, I was in the elevator at Forest Hill Station. The closed stainless-steal doors had, well, stains - or at least wide streaks running down. I focused on this. The stains kinda stood out a bit more and the word "Rip" came to mind. "Rip" as in Rest in Peace? "Rip" as in here's the world behind the world and it's ripping through? Dunno. Answers aren't necessarily the answers.

No idea about the king either.

Doors and Hope

Read Combined Chaos on MUNI. Got off MUNI & saw large man with a t-shirt that read "HOPE". On the escalator, I was behind an Asian man, whose backpack had a silver zipper-pull shaped like a small door. Ascending to street level, I was aware of every door. They all jumped out at me.

At the end of the day, walking back home, I passed a closed door. Inside, I thought I heard a woman ask for help, but it was not enough for me to stop. I walked a half-dozen more paces when I heard something drop behind me. I turned to see a doorknob laying on the sidewalk beside the door. I stared at it for several seconds before walking up to it. I then saw a hole in the center of the door with the rest of the locking mechanism exposed - and the end of a screwdriver working around the space. Someone was trying to open the door from within. I watched this for a little while, too. Noting a shirtless young man in the alley between the houses, I determined that he was working with the woman. Instead of offering to help, I moved on.

I Saw the Universe in a Plum

Just as it says.

Kitchen here at CDJ's.