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Dec. 27th, 2009 @ 02:03 pm
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Greetings from Tel Aviv!! Am in ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) muzk's flat drinking coffee. The weather is marvelous. Hoping for an expedition to the beach later on.Current Mood:  happy |
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You are asked -- temporarily, of course -- to lay aside all of your philosophical, religious, and political opinions, and to become almost like an infant, knowing nothing. Nothing, that is, except what you actually hear, see, feel, and smell. Take it that you are not going anywhere but here, and that there never was, is, or will be any other time than now. Simply be aware of what actually *is* without giving it names and without judging is, for you are now feeling out reality itself instead of ideas and opinions *about* it. There is no point in trying to suppress the babble of words and ideas that goes on in most adult brains, so if it won't stop, let it go on as it will, and listen to it as if it were the sound of traffic or the clucking of hens.
Let you ears hear whatever they want to hear; let your eyes see whatever they want to see; let your mind think whatever it wants to think; let your lungs breathe in their own rhythm. Do not expect any special result, for in this wordless and idealess state, where can there be past or future, and where any notion of purpose? Stop, look, and listen... and stay there awhile before you go on.
- Alan Watts, Tao: The Watercourse Way
Link to Text: http://ping.fm/GVMHQ |
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“Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won’t feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It’s not just in some of us; it’s in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.” |
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Oh, and arschmitohren: happy fucking Xmas you drunk bastard.
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Why do the local councils only grit the roads the day after the snowfall rather than the day before? Everyone in the country is asking the same question right now, but there is no answer. Just DEAD SILENCE.
To add to my neat little collection of travel adventures I walked to Crouch End from the office in Highbury last night due to complete suspension of all bus services. The walk was oddly pleasant actually. My headphones on full blast (Freddie Hubbard Anthology). Saw a couple of cars smashed to pieces in the middle of the road (from skidding on ice), wondered about the fate of the drivers but there were none to be seen. Just hundreds of gridlocked cars with grey-faced people within, and rows upon rows of empty stationary buses with hazard lights on. And an awful lot of sleet. My feet were soaking wet by the time I made it home.
Tomorrow is my last day at the office. On Thursday I'm enjoying my newly found freedom - mainly by packing and paying a visit to the local fishmongers. Scallop scallop scallop.
I'm spending Christmas day in proud solitude. With candles and the tree.
On Boxing day I'm off to Israel.
Happy almost-nearly-not quite holidays..Current Music: Goran Bregovic - Delicious Solitude |
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Dec. 21st, 2009 @ 01:12 pm
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 Dear Santa...
Dear Santa,
This year I've been busy!
In June I pulled e_nygma's hair (-5 points). Last Wednesday balyn and I donated clothes to the needy (11 points). Last week I caught a purse-snatcher who stole tinchen's purse (30 points). In January I saved a busload of nuns in Angola (326 points). Last Friday I helped charrid hide a body (-173 points).
Overall, I've been nice (189 points). For Christmas I deserve an Easy-Bake Oven!
Sincerely,
nordlicht |
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I believe the following paragraph from a news article officially marks the surety of the next Decline of Western Civilization...
"Ashton Kutcher, who once dated Murphy and co-starred with her in 2003's "Just Married," posted his condolences on his Twitter page today. "See you on the other side kid," it began."
Read more: http://ping.fm/LwEdN
:-( |
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One of my colleagues has made it to CNN!
The first interviewee... "We were like prisoners"
Well, I don't know about feeling like prisoners. I had great fun for some of it at least. People dancing in the bar carriage (one bombshell apparently attempted to perform a strip-tease for our office modelmaker), someone had sex in the toilets, a guy was stumbling around with his trousers down, while my colleagues and I drank the bar dry pretending to be in an apocalyptic survival film with the tunnel overrun by zombies, and discussing who we were going to eat first. One chap in particular (the one who snorted beer and bled) was roaming back and forth through the 20 carriages for hours, drunk as a skunk, even after everyone else had collapsed - I awoke from my uncomfortable slumber at 6am to see him leaning over to me, shaking a can of Stella in my face: "This is my last beer! My last beer, dammit! It really is the end of the world now!"
I texted him on Saturday afternoon to see if he was OK and he responded that he had just arrived and was heading to a pub. Crikey.
What this makes me wonder is how much it really takes for us humans to shed good behavior and succumb to debauchery. Less than 12 hours in a tunnel, it seems. |
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Dec. 19th, 2009 @ 10:34 am
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everyone has snow and we have rain... I am a little jealous |
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I spent the night in the Channel Tunnel.
http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/uk/8421875.stm
I shit you not. Only just out of there. Have had maybe an hour's sleep all night.
12 hours, by the end no air conditioning, food or water, and power coming and going.
Guy on the intercom: "The Channel is a perfectly safe environment." Hahaha
My drunken colleague snorted beer through his nose and it bled.
Coaches 2 and 5 resorted to cannibalism.
When we got out of the Tunnel, we stopped there again and the Kent fire brigade ran up and down the train in full gear and helmets for some reason. Then there was this policeman chap they called "Guv".
BBC News and Sky News were at the station, and we were given bottled water and crisps. No thermal blankets though.
My visit to Paris was wonderful. |
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nostalgic