• The Mutterings of Mystery in Misery

    13.10.14

    Routes


    Seriously, there is some kind of conspiracy going on. Every time i use a mobile GPS I feel like this is how I travel as apposed to some complealy normal and uncomplicated path. I mean are these people in co-hoots with big oil, spending my petrol (gas) money my creating more mileage routes to any given destination?

    completly normal ( and unique)


    Well you get the message. You are indeed. Embrace that fact. 

    heavy boots.


    It's been both a great, existing year and also an incredibly busy and stressful one. I was having a bit of heavy boots for a few days. Actually this post and the one about the Sea aught to be in the same post.
    I all of the amazing people that are swirling in the heavens this year.

    To the wonderful - Gertru, I'm so sorry there wasn't a century of time for you to be even more amazing and to accomplish all your dreams, I'm sorry the cruel world took you too soon.

    To the most lovely and gentle -Future, I'm so sorry you didn't get too see your son complete high school, or too go home one last time. I'm sorry there wan't more time to say good bye properly, too soon is all.

    and lastly to John-John you wonderful boy. I'm really sorry there wasn't more time for you. For your brothers and family, to grow up and become the man they dreamed you'd be.

    And work and stress and amazing trip to Germany to much - of fun and meeting so many amazing new friends, and learning new things, and seeing family and champagne (ok sparkilng wine) and pizza and beer and pasta, and all the great friends here at home and abroad.

    Live you live's to the fullest. Life is so fleeting, make your contribution count, even if its only to your self, or your kids or that one homeless person who's day you made by handing out a sandwich. Make it count.


    Give your self a break


    You know when you look in the mirror and you see some vision of yourself that exists only in your mind. You have my permission to give your self a break.

    The sea is lonely

    There is a lovely song I know. Its written in Afrikaans , by a great bands called 'die die heuwels fantasties ( in eEnglish that's the hills are fantastic, which a agree is great name for a band ).
    It goes like this well the first verse anyway.

    'die see is baie diep en plat
    die see is alleen
    soms as ek na die see kyk
    voel ek soos die see' 

    Loosly 

    the see is deep and flat
    the sea is alone
    sometimes when i look to the sea
    I feel like the sea.

    Which is admiditly not very poetic when translated. You may find it on I-tunes over here is you are so inclined. 

    There is also this fantastic poem 

    I MUST go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,
    And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by,
    And the wheel's kick and the wind's song and the white sail's shaking,
    And a gray mist on the sea's face, and a gray dawn breaking.

    I must down go to the seas again, for the call of the running tide
    Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied;
    And all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying,
    And the flung spray and the blown spume, and the sea-gulls crying.

    I must go down to the seas again, to the vagrant gypsy life,
    To the gull's way and the whale's way, where the wind's like a whetted knife;
    And all I ask is a merry yarn from a laughing fellow-rover,
    And quiet sleep and a sweet dream when the long trick's over.
    John Masefield

    Well I guess that prooves that the see is in deed, flat and deep and the sea is alone and sometimes we all yearn for the land and for its company. And sometimes we all feel alone. 


    Every thing you think.


    Apparently or so i'm told, the rain in Spain does in fact NOT fall mainly on the plain. Which goes to prove a point, you really should not believe everything you think or read without proper consideration , academic discourse and a good spoonful of common sense.

    You definitely should not believe much you think about your self. its clouded with way to little objectivity, based on a case study of one. And is usually biased toward the mean kid or the dumb ass teacher who told you, that you where dumb and would never amount to much in the 2nd grade. Prove them wrong be awesome.

    *ps the rain in Spain falls mainly in the Northern mountain - you may find out about this on this link.
    The rain in spain

    *pps if you have some spare cash do consider donating to wikipedea keeping the world smarter at no cost to you. 

    Keep Calm & PANIC



    Well yes, Ladies you know there really is no way that either option doesn't cause you to panic - 

    option 'a' i'm not pregnant i'm a hopeless loser who will die alone and childless in a house full of cats and they wont find the body until week later.

    Option 'b' oh no I'm not ready to have kids, what if i'm utterly negligent parent , what if my kid hates me, what if I cant afford to look after it. Oh my word I'm not ready to have a kid. 

    Really men are the only winners in this scenario - 

    Male brain option 'a' - Few dodged a bullet there have another beer mate. Option 'b' - Oh cool a kid, - good on you. Have another beer and a cigar too. 

    Well you get the picture. Life . 

    ( although not being able to spell calm the same way on two side of paper..... Kids they say really.... they say..... ; ) You would never believe I have a masters degree in architecture. ) 

    3.10.14

    Reality


    These are some thoughts on the nkandla home stead debarkel. So instead of housing 14750 people we have housed 6 wives, JZ, and his kids perhaps 16 I've added 2 staff member of every person in the immediate family. Also this is the figure JZ revied for spousal support in 12/13 tax year R216 504 702,77 that is all if you haven't recieved a house or running water, or a sewer system in your home stead or village this may be why. 

    Oh wait let also consider JZ has been president for 5 years that's : R 1 082 52 3 510 I'm not even sure how to pronounce that number. That is all. 


    Alone

    Sometimes this is what it feel's like being a South African, or perhaps a johanesburger. The constant stream of friends and family members who have some place else to be. With the subtext of some place better to be. Even though you are surrounded by people the constant cycle of people leaving can be a little exhausting, sometimes you feel a bit like being in an apocoliptic movie like everyone's turned into a zombie and there are only a handful of people left on earth. Rediculouse I know but that's how it feel some times.