my street is under heavy construction, last night trying to navigate my way through it i stopped for awhile to watch my favorite piece of heavy equipment that i call the penetrator. its huge steel shaft repeativily pulses into the ground until the entire body of the machine actually lifts up , then it repositions its self and begins this penetrative motion over and over again until its hole is dug. this description is has obvious sexual connotations and i make no attempt to veil that but i'm sure to any other observer these thoughts would cross their minds as well. i have a fascination with big machines i think there must be a certain satisfaction in seeing the results of being able to manipulate such huge pieces of steel and metal. last night when it was dark i went for a walk to get a closer look at this gaping hole in the middle of the street. i was tempted for a moment to hop over the orange fence and climb down the ladder that the workers left into this hole that gushed a steady stream of water that disappears into another. its kind of like a rocky ripped open womb exposed in the middle of the street.

*dam coworkers circling! end of blog for now*

araMat *lusting the devil*