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Memoirs of a Nature Voyeur

Thursday, July 1st, 2010

Memoirs of a Nature Voyeur
I’ve watched the earth and weather fornicate right in front of us and we don’t even realise it. As Al Gore pointed out… an year to the planet is like one full breath, inhalation and exhalation. Well to me one year is like a day and night of courting for the planet. Picture earth as the lady and the weather as the not so gentleman.

Spring
Winter is over so it’s time to flirt. They’re recovering from the previous night. She gradually decorates her trees with light clothing… lots of leaves and a blossom put on like glitter, they only stand out when he focuses his light on them. He does not seem that interested after last night. It’s to early anyway so they both want to get their bearings back.

Summer
Just like an animal on heat… it’s on! Not only has she dressed up fully, she’s also accessorised ostentatiously with nests and birds and sometimes with carrier bags stuck on her limbs. Those are not her choice just like a lumpy mascara. Seems like he can’t keep his glare off her, so much so it’s making her heat up. She sends her flocks of birds at him, like teasing him with her perfume. He’s still a gentleman for now, only the glare of his heat is aggressive. She can’t resist it. Grass and flowers reach up to him like goosebumps.

Autumn
Feels like evening and as much as they don’t want to part… they have to get changed for their rendezvous. She comes back with a fiery number, yellows like butter that make him melt. Oranges like the blushing they both try to ignore. Reds like a dessert with a cherry on top that he can’t wait to eat. He changes his aggressive hot sun for a cooler, mysterious moon. He glitters like a superstar. They take a minute to look each other over and later nature take it’s course. Before you know it… he is intensely flirting with her, his wind takes her and spins her around, grabs her securely and flings her away sometimes like in Swing Dance, sometimes like Tango. His wind passes through her leaves like a fingers through hair… but as it gets stronger it’s more like he’s undressing her. Her leaves settle on the ground… she does not care if she seems un-ladylike any more. She bares all.

Winter
It’s about that time. Even though they’re naked and cold, the play fighting goes on. Everything on her feels like a celebration with kissing under mistletoes and unwrapping his gift, everything on him feels like he has no control. How can they be so stiff and supple? While we walk on by trying to get away from the misery and layer up… these two are inseparable. The time has come… we look forward for his point of no return because to us, it’s the perfect christmas. He covers her with his uncontrolled snow. We watch through our windows, some complain, others marvel but the two it matters most to… they are in rapture… and paralysed.

It’s spring again and they’re recovering from the pervious night…

(My thoughts are not meant to be too poetic or censored but I thought using ‘bukkake’ or ‘money-shot’ would not go too well so I thought I’d mention them here ;o))

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Life is Buttons, Switches, Knobs and Screens

Wednesday, May 12th, 2010

Life is Buttons, Switches, Knobs and Screens
Wake up to my mobile alarm, the screen says 4:30… I press the snooze button. 3 More times and it’s nearly 5. Switch on the light and see a screen with my reflection. Not a pretty sight at 5am. Get my things and get in the shower, close the screen door and turn some knobs. (Was gonna mention something funny about knob hygiene but just the mention should be enough). I notice something new in the bathroom, housemate got herself a toothbrush with… guess what… A BUTTON! Look at my computer screen and press some buttons to add some new music and charge my mp3 player. Back to he screen with my reflection… fix up the mess I saw early… the eyes will work out themselves as I wake up slowly. Get in the bus, tap my card, screen says 3 days to expiry. Look through large screens till I near my stop and press a button to let the driver know. Get to the work entrance and press a combination of buttons to get in. Repeat the process on a second door. Switch on the lights and my computer. The whole day now I’ll be seated in front of a screen hitting buttons. Look through the window screen to the other room and there are my coworkers doing the same.

Lunch time. Get to the shops and get my lunch. The lady passes my lunch across a screen and asks me to pay. I insert my card and follow instructions on the screen. Hmmm 4 buttons to press, I better get this right. YES! But wait forgot to ask for cash back… repeat process at an ATM. By now lunch is over and after lunch I gots to have a chocolate! Spot a vending machine and behind the screen there’s all sorts of goodies… I’ve been craving the dark chocolate Bounty so press the respective buttons for the machine to drop my candy. Screen says I got change but it’s not coming out… oh I gotta press a button for that too.

Work… same old. Finish work and since I left my bike at work I’ll cycle to the gym. Turn a few knobs on the combination long and off we go. Get to the gym… soooo many more buttons and screens and displays of all sorts. Treadmill, exercycle, crosstrainer, rowing machine… looks like my fingers are getting a workout too. I’m done and feeling like I wanna relax to a movie and some company. The cinema next door is perfect so text my date so we can both relax by sitting still and silent to an extra large screen and to see better I have this frame on my face that has a couple of little see through screens to make my vision better.

C’est La Vie

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Genders on Enlightenment

Wednesday, May 5th, 2010

Genders on Enlightenment
Who is more enlightened? Neither! Enlightenment can’t be measure in the first place but if we want to measure it lets have a look.

Men – They’re already enlightened… men would not mind living in the worst conditions and they’d be fine with it. They wont be happy but the can accept it, if they don’t they’ll do something about it. So men get props for being at peace with the present mostly but it could mean sloppy living and hygiene issues lol.

Women – They’re always looking for ways of self improvement and finding themselves and all that. So women get props from knowing that they is something better but that means they’ll keep at it, even after they’re fulfilled in that they NEED and end up WANTING more.

See like Tantra and other beliefs talk about man and woman balancing out each other. Yin Yang etc. So how dare! How dare Eckhart Tolle put that in his book… both have the ability to get there but there are distractions, for men – they want women and for women – they want everything! Funny but true. I could break it down better but it’s just my quick reply to the bloody book!

Oh and then we have the transgender… the mainest reason I’m so fascinated by them is because they can be the perfect instrument for enlightenment. My focus is more on the hermaphrodites as others either take hormones or there is not a perfect balance kinda thing. The way I see it… lot of them have a lot of conflict in their lives and thats the point… what if these guys/girls make an effort on the path… I would soooooooo love to see that coz they don’t necessarily need another partner for completion. Of course men and women don’t necessarily need the other for completion but it’s much harder. Ah it’s like a Catch 22 thing ok. I’ve said what I gotta say!

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A Neverending Slow Dance

Wednesday, April 7th, 2010

A Neverending Slow Dance
My name is Earth, hers is Moon. Since as far as I can remember, we’ve been going in circles like this. Don’t know when it started, hope it never ends. When I don’t see her I get to rest knowing that she’s still there. But when I see her, something happens to me.

At first she gives me a shy smile with her waxing crescent. After that her first quarter, her waxing gibbous and then her full moon. Her full moon gets the animals in me howling. She can see the rush she gives me. And like a tease she knows she shakes up my waters when I see her lit up in detail. Every crater from her humorum to her crisium. I tease her back with my clouds, she doesn’t know I’m copying bollywood songs when I hide behind them but it works. It’s time for her to go again. She’ll never show it but behind her waning crescent smile hides her sadness.

We want to be closer but that would be destructive to both of us. So we make the most of every dance. Having a stronger gravitational force I do get a kiss from a meteor now and then but she knows it’s natural. Recently I’ve found a way to send her part of me and decorate her with flags. I know she doesn’t like it, but she keeps if for me.

Sometimes I can’t figure her out, when I see her on my horizon she looks yellow-red and bigger than normal. Like she’s blushing so much she’s about to explode. But as she comes on top of me she shrinks and changes to a sharper blue. No matter where I go I feel like she’s a step ahead.

Whatever happens I know if ever I miss her, all I have to do is look out and find her there. A love story that never ends.

(Picture of the Moon from the North Pole with the moon at it’s closest point)

From RANDOMS
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Sample That!

Wednesday, March 3rd, 2010

Sample That!
Get a taste of everything… your sub-conscience does not recognize good and bad/right or wrong. But as humans we see a killing as bad and in a way we need that just like we need to feel pain/fear to warn us of danger. We just need a bit of it, we don’t have to be full of fear or pain right. Ok it’s not coming out how I imagined. Another angle… take animals for instance… do they know good and bad? They just know if they hear a certain noise or see a certain figure… RUN. Certain smells make them eat that smelly thing. Ok this bit’s not making sense to me ethier… I have a point so I’ll come to this good and bad thing later. Back to sampling things… see we’ve been given this gift… speaking of animals… animals are not going to say I’m bored of critters and want to eat something sweet instead, cold and frozen and on a stick. Wildebeest can’t say screw migration, we’re gonna form teams, get some tumbleweed and kick it around for 90 minutes.

We get to! So I suggest you ask yourself, what are those few things I’ve always wanted to know about and what do I need to do to check it off my list. Be it cheap thrills or big time objectives. Don’t let age, race, gender, location and especially work come in the way. Folks tie themselves down to too much and end up boxed in. I’ve seen folks who love mixing and being active turned into someone bitter stuck in a room mostly. It’s mostly in the head and that where you start. If you can’t do the stuff you want to do… picture it… more and more. But that’s sampling stuff you want to sample… there’s also sampling stuff that come by you all the time. It’s not your interest but you check it out… in my case it’s sports and cars… couldn’t care less but my boys are into it so I’ll join em for rallies or watch/play footie… at least on the play station lol. Some of my peeps don’t believe in AOL and my kinda stuff but they’re open enough to sample it.

One thing I’d like to see more of is folks hanging out with a diversity of ages. Genders and races is already happening but ages… you go in with an open mind, don’t judge remember at one point we were there or you will be there so knowing what’s coming up and remembering what it was like is such an important awareness. I was chilling with some kids at a festival and at one point they were like lets go mug and beat people… but they didn’t they were just cracking jokes about it… the folks that heard it looked at me like they’re no good and I’m guilty by association. The kids were just ‘shooting the shit’, as we grow up we forget how fun and liberating it is to be stupid… it gets you out of that robot thinking. The same kids teen sister asked why I’m chilling with kids and I told her I chill with everyone… so she’s like come to the teen tent.

Next night I chilled at the teen tent where they’re even more stupid… I loved how thick I was at that age but I didn’t join them coz I’ve been there and…? Thats right, done it! You get to see these guys finding themselves… what their beliefs are… how much they’re going to conform to what their peers approve of and what not. The leader who was so deep… we ended up talking all this philosophy and shlack… till at one point he engaged a group of adults and he’s doing most of the talking. My recent experience was a 17 year old helped me over a hurdle I’d been struggling with for over 5 years! The same for adults but because the ‘been there done that’ approach to elders is to respect them and listen to them and all that… I’ve gone the opposite way and I’ll get to that in another topic.

Again my spiritual guru says we don’t think twice when we’re sampling music and food from the world but we tighten up when it comes to religions and beliefs. It’s all pretty much the same anyway so what’s this tightness about? Sample it. And for your sake, as you get older try not to place/generalize/label yourself. Even if you do… know that you’re versatile. For some reason age seems to tighten folks. Even these ‘classy’ folks… I’m too classy to do, say and think that way. Your loss. Think about it… if Thomas Edison didn’t sample so many filaments we’d not have a the light bulb. So many people of history and achievement who risked being called freaks because they did not follow convention… SCRATCH CONVENTION! It has it’s place but when it limits you… squash it. Some procedures don’t even make sense. These labels are the reason why we have all this friction everywhere… folks are so stuck to their labels they not only box themselves but also look down upon those out of the box.

I get it… there’s security in knowing who you are and what your role is. There is risk of being given the wrong label if you do something different in front of the wrong person. Beware that way… in my case I don’t really give a damn… e.g. just bleaching my hair and experimenting with clothes earned me labels like junkie and gay… but help me get into modeling and filming too where the world is sooooo diverse… you can’t help but sample that. It’s shoved in your face! And all it did is stretch my understanding and tolerance towards folks from all walks of life. I also get that you’d rather feel that closeness with your main circle but it’s baffling… I know folks that leave the boxed thinking of small communities to study in Universities overseas where they’re forced into a world full of sampling things. But after mixing with all these cultures and all that friendliness with people… they go back and box themselves back in. Really? I mean you and your crew have both tasted different fruits but you’d rather watch each other in your lil box eating sour grapes? Come on now! Bring something different to the table and you wont end up spending your time finding ways to diss each other for entertainment.

I’ve passed all this sampling and for me it’s more of the gender thing. Because I’m a guy I can’t do this and that coz it’s girly? Scratch that… I wanna knit I knit! Not very well but hey lol. If I prefer a girls perfume to the one I have on I’ll wear it… first of all who the hell decides it’s going to be only for women? Second of all are you such a robot you’re gonna follow orders blindly instead of going for what makes you happy? It’s all made up according to peoples whims. And it just limits you man!

Sorry part of this was meant to be in another thought but hey when these fingers start walking… you get the point right?

Recommended songs
No Limit – 2 Unlimited
Do What I Like – 2 Unlimited
‘Cuz I Can – P!nk

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