the constant change of direction in one's oral representation signals a strong internal conflict or persistent state of imbalance.. this can be brought about by confused state of being multiple persons.. leading multiple lives.. having multiple consciousness.. the brain might potentially be taxed to the max coping with the different frontage one has to uphold when faced with different societal groups or herds.. it is therefore in the best interest of the sane human mind to keep proper account.. the best situation to be in is to maintain a clean slate in your deeds and not be potentially compromised to be pushed into a position of wrong-doing..
it is therefore important to find strength in solitary fellowship when the institution calls for it.. societal norms and morals might have degenerated into a free fall straight to the abyss but white souls have guidelines and straight roads to thread on.. it is only when we strive to be counted amongst the bleached ones can we bring joy and happiness to the people around us whom we have expressed concern and well-wishes for.. the use of the word expressed is pretty loose here.. it can take on many different dimensions.. depth.. and significance..
this is ultimately an important goal for all of us as humans.. yet we fall over and over again..
Monday, July 31, 2006
Monday, July 03, 2006
Berry Breet??
it was supposed to be a very nostalgic night out for the DD as they head down to their favourite haunt for a night of nostalgic former colonial masters musical pleasures.. the days of bobbing around to smooth materials.. not being very clear.. a garden in the desert and mashed up paper was reduced to nothing more than a promotional vehicle for the pretenders.. and i am not talking about chrissy hynde here.. god bless her wonderfully gifted soul.. friends cameo aside.. these new entities whose noise were being blasted over the systems weren't even good enough to share the airwaves with the greats.. and here they were being proclaimed as the next best thing.. with hundreds of free entry soil diggers crowding the arena where greatness was SUPPOSED to be.. arms crossed holier than thou beings bobbing their heads tentatively to the bands trying earnestly on stage.. too proud to jive perhaps.. phark.. if you're too proud to be jive.. why be in a freaking discoteque in the first place?? gosh.. the script is all wrong.. this is not the place to be seen.. if you want to be seen.. try the beng haven near to crazy horse.. this one is for the serious folks..
which was a good thing come the 11th hour.. literally.. for that was when the pretenders cleared the scene for serious party goers.. of course.. there were remnants and stray soil diggers who want to be in the scene once the free party has ended.. but who cares about them when the lizard king wants to bob around and spin like a top on the dance floor... he wants to have fun and he is hanging out with his best bud.. the one he grew up with..
in a nutshell.. to quote his latest post.. this had been a most non linear and off tangent fun night only to be pleasantly sidelined in the latter stages by the need to catch some early shut-eye in order to stroll their beautiful canine companions.. but alas.. the royal reptile succumb to his worldly pig sty obssession of sleeping in on a weekend and missed out on a early morning of wonderfully prepared breakfast at the deli with a princess who should be served with nothing but the best.. bring on the chic while we lie sleeping.. dreaming of the wonderful aroma that will fill the kitchen while courteuos serving staff parade the fresh from oven pastry tat will surely delight.. oh heck it.. we have a lifetime of weekends to catch up on tat but this one was reserved for sleeping in for the mental and emotional exertions from the past week of work had been most toiling..
rest well.. and move forward to a better life ahead.. we all deserve better than this.. but we all are too caught up with our mypoic humanity to live out of this standard regime we are all accustomed to and are bound by due to our values and principles.. we shall learn one day to see beyond these and learn how to live.. the way life should be led...
hallelujah perhaps?
which was a good thing come the 11th hour.. literally.. for that was when the pretenders cleared the scene for serious party goers.. of course.. there were remnants and stray soil diggers who want to be in the scene once the free party has ended.. but who cares about them when the lizard king wants to bob around and spin like a top on the dance floor... he wants to have fun and he is hanging out with his best bud.. the one he grew up with..
in a nutshell.. to quote his latest post.. this had been a most non linear and off tangent fun night only to be pleasantly sidelined in the latter stages by the need to catch some early shut-eye in order to stroll their beautiful canine companions.. but alas.. the royal reptile succumb to his worldly pig sty obssession of sleeping in on a weekend and missed out on a early morning of wonderfully prepared breakfast at the deli with a princess who should be served with nothing but the best.. bring on the chic while we lie sleeping.. dreaming of the wonderful aroma that will fill the kitchen while courteuos serving staff parade the fresh from oven pastry tat will surely delight.. oh heck it.. we have a lifetime of weekends to catch up on tat but this one was reserved for sleeping in for the mental and emotional exertions from the past week of work had been most toiling..
rest well.. and move forward to a better life ahead.. we all deserve better than this.. but we all are too caught up with our mypoic humanity to live out of this standard regime we are all accustomed to and are bound by due to our values and principles.. we shall learn one day to see beyond these and learn how to live.. the way life should be led...
hallelujah perhaps?
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