Thursday, November 25, 2004
'Tis the Season to be Jolly
Yes indeed, the dawn of a new summer coming to steal the winter blues away. Or maybe just soften the blow for next winter? Haha. You may be aware from the mood of this post already I have a certain dose of cynicism and lots of other possible emotions all bundled up. It's been an interesting two weeks, but hey, there's often some mental shit going on that manages to fan the fires. Let there be fire coming out of the proverbial arse of this planet as I can tell this will be another barnstorming summer. In more ways than one, my dear blog readers. Because as I get older I feel that a part of me stays as young as ever. Yet it's almost schizophrenic in making my mind and heart tear each other apart. Can you guess? Those of you who have known me for a while will know every couple of years I get this thing... I don't care to label it anything meaningful as all it does is cause my mind to wander to places that are unproductive and plain wasteful. And this is what the adult version of a female crush does to this relatively sane being (certainly debatable!). In uni it was a very nice chicky that I liked from afar... for the first couple of years anyway until I met a certain someone (although that was also unconventional, and nothing you'd consider beneficial to ones sanity... that's not to say it was any less beautiful or forever in my heart). Anyway. So I stressed for hours and hours, month after month, no closer to a solution. Now it's years later and it all makes me just roll my eyes...
And I know that in a number of months I'll be doing the same about this present situation. A crush. Or some may call it a pang... you could call it Fried Chicken, whatever (actually Fried Chicken is already trademarked in political circles by sectors in the Israeli government who don't give a rats what name people give a Palestinian "state", effectively it wil be a bantustan arrangement policed by the IDF). [Please ignore the last bracketed statement, it's hard not being political and even harder explaining what the fuck that means to people who have no idea of the topic]. Back to the crush or pang or whatever you wanna call it... You see dear bloggers, I KNOW it's just that. A pang. Yet do you think that's going to stop the hours of bullshit in my head? This other person is almost my complete opposite. When I'm in my little mind-struggle I find myself raising an eyebrow to my own thoughts... I almost slap myself to wake up from this inconvenient shit-stir of a thing. It doesn't help summer is here and the hormones play games with us humans. My dear cuz made a good point tonight, although I made a pact with myself that I would make this a big summer of good fun, it is one plan I should implement immediately. By the end of the summer most of the boys will be back from overseas (we are just waiting on Frankie to come back... Tasmania IS overseas). It's high-time we get our fun-clogs into gear and get moving. I don't know how much of this is female-related, but I guess it will increase the chances of meeting someone. I'm not one to "go out and meet someone" (in a clubbing sense, clubs shit me), but then again if you don't go out you limit your chances. I'm a make-friends-with-a-girl-then-get-serious kinda guy, not into the one night bake 'n' shake thing.
Life's always interesting.
No Wallet Evolution would never be right if it did not have a political tinge to each post hahaha. So I have a semi-proposal. Thing is, it depends on the urge of others. If these people (they could be you) are excited, then I am. It's time to get a project of human proportions together. It's quite open... a magazine, online community, book reviews, website, music reviews, chat, editorials... like-minded people who want to make a difference in this world towards more humane shit than capitalist shit. A champion of positivity. Where we get together to promote good feelings and peaceful stuff from music, new ideas, the clash of thoughts mingling with an exciting revolution of sorts. I'm not talking guerilla battles in Bolivia like Che Guevara, unless of course we have a doctor with a cool beard with us. Somehow I think the Australian terrain would eat us alive (wichitygrubs are in low supply nowadays). Something small and exciting that could grow into something big, forward-moving and always exciting!
Send replies and idea to this post.. post away! And I will chat to you individually in time. Though even in these politically regressive times there is hope! Socially-stunted and uncivilised minds in government DO have an effect on the population and fibre of our nations. It's really all up to us to work from the ground up and demand the rights and peace of everyone. I mean it... it's high and spoofy talk but it's fucking true more than ever.
In closing, thanks for those who continue to come here and share in my thoughts. Even if you just read, thanks. Blogging is a little uninspired sometimes, there's been a lull recently of quality blog posting in some places so I don't want to blog for the sake of it like some of the stuff elsewhere.
Anyone read Kahlil Gibran's stuff? Early 20th century writer, awesome stuff. Will be reading his stuff in coming weeks... also Eon has seen some restructuring in the guitar department and we are hoping to kick some ass this summer. Stay tuned at www.eonautomatic.com. Next week I'm going to see the Tea Party at The Forum. I cannot fucking wait.
Rock on and on,
Dan.
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Yes indeed, the dawn of a new summer coming to steal the winter blues away. Or maybe just soften the blow for next winter? Haha. You may be aware from the mood of this post already I have a certain dose of cynicism and lots of other possible emotions all bundled up. It's been an interesting two weeks, but hey, there's often some mental shit going on that manages to fan the fires. Let there be fire coming out of the proverbial arse of this planet as I can tell this will be another barnstorming summer. In more ways than one, my dear blog readers. Because as I get older I feel that a part of me stays as young as ever. Yet it's almost schizophrenic in making my mind and heart tear each other apart. Can you guess? Those of you who have known me for a while will know every couple of years I get this thing... I don't care to label it anything meaningful as all it does is cause my mind to wander to places that are unproductive and plain wasteful. And this is what the adult version of a female crush does to this relatively sane being (certainly debatable!). In uni it was a very nice chicky that I liked from afar... for the first couple of years anyway until I met a certain someone (although that was also unconventional, and nothing you'd consider beneficial to ones sanity... that's not to say it was any less beautiful or forever in my heart). Anyway. So I stressed for hours and hours, month after month, no closer to a solution. Now it's years later and it all makes me just roll my eyes...
And I know that in a number of months I'll be doing the same about this present situation. A crush. Or some may call it a pang... you could call it Fried Chicken, whatever (actually Fried Chicken is already trademarked in political circles by sectors in the Israeli government who don't give a rats what name people give a Palestinian "state", effectively it wil be a bantustan arrangement policed by the IDF). [Please ignore the last bracketed statement, it's hard not being political and even harder explaining what the fuck that means to people who have no idea of the topic]. Back to the crush or pang or whatever you wanna call it... You see dear bloggers, I KNOW it's just that. A pang. Yet do you think that's going to stop the hours of bullshit in my head? This other person is almost my complete opposite. When I'm in my little mind-struggle I find myself raising an eyebrow to my own thoughts... I almost slap myself to wake up from this inconvenient shit-stir of a thing. It doesn't help summer is here and the hormones play games with us humans. My dear cuz made a good point tonight, although I made a pact with myself that I would make this a big summer of good fun, it is one plan I should implement immediately. By the end of the summer most of the boys will be back from overseas (we are just waiting on Frankie to come back... Tasmania IS overseas). It's high-time we get our fun-clogs into gear and get moving. I don't know how much of this is female-related, but I guess it will increase the chances of meeting someone. I'm not one to "go out and meet someone" (in a clubbing sense, clubs shit me), but then again if you don't go out you limit your chances. I'm a make-friends-with-a-girl-then-get-serious kinda guy, not into the one night bake 'n' shake thing.
Life's always interesting.
No Wallet Evolution would never be right if it did not have a political tinge to each post hahaha. So I have a semi-proposal. Thing is, it depends on the urge of others. If these people (they could be you) are excited, then I am. It's time to get a project of human proportions together. It's quite open... a magazine, online community, book reviews, website, music reviews, chat, editorials... like-minded people who want to make a difference in this world towards more humane shit than capitalist shit. A champion of positivity. Where we get together to promote good feelings and peaceful stuff from music, new ideas, the clash of thoughts mingling with an exciting revolution of sorts. I'm not talking guerilla battles in Bolivia like Che Guevara, unless of course we have a doctor with a cool beard with us. Somehow I think the Australian terrain would eat us alive (wichitygrubs are in low supply nowadays). Something small and exciting that could grow into something big, forward-moving and always exciting!
Send replies and idea to this post.. post away! And I will chat to you individually in time. Though even in these politically regressive times there is hope! Socially-stunted and uncivilised minds in government DO have an effect on the population and fibre of our nations. It's really all up to us to work from the ground up and demand the rights and peace of everyone. I mean it... it's high and spoofy talk but it's fucking true more than ever.
In closing, thanks for those who continue to come here and share in my thoughts. Even if you just read, thanks. Blogging is a little uninspired sometimes, there's been a lull recently of quality blog posting in some places so I don't want to blog for the sake of it like some of the stuff elsewhere.
Anyone read Kahlil Gibran's stuff? Early 20th century writer, awesome stuff. Will be reading his stuff in coming weeks... also Eon has seen some restructuring in the guitar department and we are hoping to kick some ass this summer. Stay tuned at www.eonautomatic.com. Next week I'm going to see the Tea Party at The Forum. I cannot fucking wait.
Rock on and on,
Dan.
Make an entry in the NWE Guestbook
