Superwogs sadness

I was recently reading superwogs blog today and I was quite impressed on two things. The first being how intellectually stimulating the guys writing was. Ladies and gentleman the guy has a clear academic mind. I was instantly impressed with his very cynical perspective and sharp observations of the world that we live in. Furthermore to this point i would like to add that I was even more impressed with his inspiration perspective on art and the world. He said something like how art was a medium to channel ideas and explained it really well. I am struggling to recall it now as my memory as per usual lacks basic recall functionality prob due to all the abuse it has gotten at a previous date. Anyways the second point that allowed me to reflect on superwogs brilliance is how deep the mothefucker is. I was seriously very impressed by that. I thought he would be smart but I had no idea how deep the rabbit hole actually went. But I guess what saddened me when I read his thoughts was a slow but sad realization that his thoughts echoed my own. I felt his, frustration, anger and pure lack of faith in humanity as a species all in that moment and as I did I had this really sad realisation that although on the outside i would like to pretend to be happy and positive about the world, deep down I was exactly the same as him and have given up.

In a word where it appears that we have lost the plot. In a world where you just shake your head and go seriously, fuck did that just happen? It is painfully good to know that someone out there share my same frustration with this world that it is getting wasted and is full of fuckups. Today I turned on the news and the Libyan people rioted and attacked some American building and killed an American because they were angry that an American based movie insulted the prophet Mohummand. Give me a break. And they interviewed some crazy son of a bitch and he was like 'see!!!! see!!! this is what happens when America makes us angry!! do not make our people angry!!' fuck me even intervening that crazy retard was biased. They could have got a normal person that said 'um maybe its wrong to kill people over a movie?' um just fucking maybe!! Man I have lost the faith. People are simply so stubborn that they are willing to die protecting beliefs that do not even matter. Who cares what god you believe in? Who cares where you are going when you die? it is only now in this moment that matters in this world, cant we just live learn to love and be happy? I say if there was a god that god has seriously failed. Failed in intervention, failed in providing people with faith, failed in inspiring people to live together in harmony and failed in instilling the most basic ideas of common decency, respect morality and reason. Quite frankly we are all fucked.

Alcohol the pernicious killer

Its day 3 of this bullshit detox that i am doing. Day one without coffee. Omg talk about pain. As a dedicated smoker I have had quite a few serious and painful attempt to give up smoking the obnoxious weed. The last one seems to be working so far.  In the process of quitting has made me quite aware of the chemical feelings within my brain that withdrawal  of nicotine has on my body. It like this annoying, agitation, a feeling of uprightness, stress and the inability to breathe and relax. Furthermore it inhibits the ability to think clouding the mind and dulling the senses. Well day one off without coffee (my mind is already fading with lack of concentration) and the lack of caffeine in my system was painfully comparable to the lack of sweet sweet nicotine that I usually consume.

the power of creativity

the room is dark. the beer is cold. somewhere within the mist of passion lies reason and tranquillity. the moment is everlasting, i fade in and out of it like waking from a dream and drifting back to sleep. somewhere deep in this moment is the essence of who we are.

what is creativity? how can it be harnessed? captured? exercised and nurtured?

we all go about our daily lives, not willing or able to contribute. not willing to try. not willing to give a damn! well i say fuck that. i say fuck it all to hell. it is a shame in our so called modern society we are encouraged to work, encouraged to become robots but we do not even know how to BEGIN when it comes to knowing how to express ourselves. this my friends is very sad to me. i will go as far to say that i would call it a FUCKEN SHAME! 'there are more things in heaven and earth Horatio than that can be explained in your philosophies!' William Shakespeare - Hamlet and we dont even bother to ask what they are.

Life is too short for has beens, wanna bes and to should have dones. Like seriously what the fuck..I have so many good ideas, great conversations, dreams and philosophies and i refuse to settle for this god forsaken general acceptance that this is all that we shall ever be. what happened to general dreaming? what happen to children asked what they want to be when the grow up? and what happened to just simple god dam faith that sometimes against all mainstream thought, against all intuitive reason.. sometimes we just have to let go of the artificially constructed restrictions and bullshit in our minds and start to fly...

i am about to jump and you know what. i am looking foward to it.

fly motherfuckers!

sparking essence

Death is interwoven subtly covered by the fresh breathe of life. The wind whispers something sweet.. I tilt my head as if to tune my ear in hearing it. Another moment passes and I wonder if I need to feel pain to feel alive.. If I speak my mind and listen to my dreams where does the energy need to be channelled into to find purpose.. A moment passing is a beautiful thing, being in that moment and feeling through it is again even more beautiful, I look deeply into this moment and feel something that is.. something real yet not real I wonder if I should stop listening to the wind. I open my heart to the creative mind and let this instant flow. There is nothing except to go deeper, deeper in the now with nothing but love, thoughts, memories fade and you are only left with this space. This feeling of space and time of one over encompassing moment. I am a dream away..

sunday afternoons

I sit here in quiet contemplation. My loneliness engulfs me like a wave of terror of which I have no control. My wine bittersweet both parches my lips and starves my brain. I tinker with the idea of driving. Driving to escape this place of solitude to a place of more life. More people, more choice, more fun and more of everything really I just desire to live. What has become of the passions of our youth? Do the flames die out as quickly as they begin? Somewhere in the midst of the flame of passion, the desire for freedom our thirst for love and energy shall be met and when this desire is quenched it will be beautiful and I will be happy. Peace

tiring days

It has been a tiring day peoples. Relationships once smooth seem like choppy torments. Women who were keen... quite simply seem less keen. The day has been consumed with got to do's instead of 'would like to do's' ah life is in the making now and forever! it amuses me greatly that the expenditure of energy is constantly in deficit for me, always getting pulled to something that I don't want to do. Jesus! Furthermore what sucks the most is that this is meant to be the uni holidays and i find myself becoming undulating in the never ending cycle of bullshit work! WTF is the go with that! I guess if i dint find this job so poisonousness i wouldn't be concerned but unfortunately the conditioning has been skewered to a place of disharmony and disconnectedness!! for once in my miserable little life can i actually work and get ahead? for once can i get some enjoyment out of this pathetic existence that we would call life and harmony working within the bullshit constrains of so called society. what the fuck is the point to it all! society is an artificial construction although meant to provide us with a platform to become more, provide opportunities and liberites is more geared to controlling the people and making us strive for something better and not even for us but for our children. i say fuck society and all that is stands for as it to me stands for fucking nothing. it stands for a bunch of people that are the minority to have 95 percent of all the wealth be internally corrupted and allow the  majority of our population to remain where it is. fucking nowhere.. and fooled to think that we can become so much more that what we are although left my friends with our dicks in our hands because at the end of the day we have nothing and furthermore again we are striving for something that isnt even real. tangible yes. cars money and the pleasures that come with it however we are working and functioning in a big playground where the purpose of life is so much more than that but we are all decived by the bright lights we remain ignorant placid and get distracted to what matters and we are not taught how to ahive it. we are onlty taught to participate, contriubute become a wheel in a machine and then when you have paid all your taxes and are on your deathbed the government say sweet deal another good citizen of australia.

my arguement is this. do not be fooled by the bright lights of society. there are many things to be distracted by and if so great but be aware what really matters is something to strive and fight for because belive me it wont fall in your lap. dont be left like the majority of us are left gaping with our dicks in our hands wondering what the fuck is it all for and if nothing really matters..

go home

steve

harrys blog

lol i wrote on some dudes blog from triple j :-)

This is so true Harry and I totally agree however I think there is so much more than this. The essence of you you are, you reality, individual beliefs I believe is one layer. How much of the things that you believe are really the things that you have consciously chose to adopt and how many have been imprinted on your complacent mind? Looking at the self, at individual truth comprises of only one layer of reality within the complexity of the human mind. Society in my humble opinion has for far to long has controlled and suppressed the way we think. We have become too dependant on reactive thought instead of realising we are beautiful creative beings that have the ability to focus our energy on something real, positive and make change in this eternal moment. This may seem impotent in the face of disaster however I would argue that taking control of your thoughts and feelings in the moment of negativity is even more important. I don't believe in suppressing emotions that are harmful, I believe in moving through them using the creative flow.

My only point is this and hopefully it is an extension to Harry's thoughts not only do we have choices on how we perceive things, I believe we can create our reality with the tools given to us from whatever you want to call it, evolution or spiritual awaking to forge a life of love and freedom now and forever. We just first realise that not only are we awake but inspire to take control and be free.