future-thoughts

Mood: Always Happy
Listening to: Killers

It's looking like another scorcher today.  Definately going to get into the
30s again I reckon.

I've been watching a security guard across the street, standing in the sun.
I mean, the thing is, there's nothing special in the fact that he's standing
there, except there's no way I could do that:  Just stand there.  No queues,
I walk when I'm on an escalator, I even hate lifts to be honest.  It seems
to take huge mental effort to do nothing.  Like an inverse scale.

Perhaps it's got something to do with a test of mettle, or maybe people that
can stand still for long periods like this are willing to 'settle'.  I'm not
talking Buddhist contemplation, I'm talking about a security guard.  I am
also not talking about smelling the roses.  I just don't get it.

What does this person think about on his 12 hour shift? Standing in the
sun...

Mood: Always Happy
Listening to: The sound of aircon, slowly drying out my nasal passages

I know this sounds like a dumb question, but perhaps it depends on the context.

A coat hanger next to a beautiful suit represents wealth, the mark of a successful person perhaps?  It is a coat hanger; it hangs clothes.

Take that same hanger and put it next to a car, with the keys locked in the ignition.  Then it's a symbol of hope, of future freedom.  The potential for unlocking fun, adventure.  It's a way to make the world a happier place.

Now we see a 16 year old pregnant girl and a coat hanger.  That same hanger takes on a whole new meaning does it not?  Suppression of women, poverty, lack of education, the divide between rich and poor.  The classic cycle that exists within circles of people in the lower classes of society.

It's a metaphor for the future of this planet.  We have a number of possible future realities, but we are starting with the same things; the same objects, thoughts, dreams and ideas for the future.  It depends on how we use what we have got.  That will determine where we end up.

I would like to think of the world as a locked car, but in the back of my mind I can't help but think that a lot of people whould like it to be the pregnant girl, as long, of course, as it wasn't their baby daughter with hanger in hand.

The future is in your hands.  unlock your destiny, or ruin your life. 

My future looks beautiful - how about yours?

Mood: Fantastic
Listening to: Killers

I have a friend who produces music.  So what?

So what is that I also have a group of friends who write music.  So... we have decided to write a few songs and see if we can get them produced. 

So I do the lyrics and they do music and another friend scrutinises the arrangement etc.

So it would be a collaboration of 5 of us.  Yep it's a recipe for fighting and disagreement, but I think in our case it's a recipe for fun, a lot of experimentation and perhaps some good money down the road.

I think it should be fun.  We'll see what happens.

Mood: Always smilin'
Listening to: Remix of Beat it - they should beat him

This morning's edition (11/1/06) of Morning Live on SABC 2 carried a story about how our children do not have enough chairs in their classrooms.  This story is sad enough, but the fact that our Deputy President went on a little trip with her family at the cost to the taxpayer of over R400 000 leaves me with the question: Why wasn't that money spent on chairs?  Surely our Deputy President can afford to fund her own holiday, as do most other South Africans.

I know we all look forward to a Christmas bonus, but a half million rand Christmas holiday is taking things a bit far, especially in light of the plight of our children.

It appears the Gravy train has become the Gravy Plane.

Mood: Happy
Listening to: Natasha Bedingfield

Not thought.  So I've started to take action.  My first solo photography exhibition come up on 10 Feb and i have started writing my first novel.  I have also decided to go into the t-shirt business. 

And I am looking for a new place to live.  A comfortable space where I can be creative.

This year is going to rock, even if it rolls.

Mood: Optimistic!
Listening to: The sound of alarms...

Work started yesterday, it hit me the night before. You know the feeling, of dread, of having to spend another year working away. Then it came to me at about 11;30. The butterflies were not about the job, they were about the realisation that this year I have lots to do and I need to get to it. The universe responds to action, of which I have been doing none lately, being on holiday and everything. So now it's time to act, to write the novel, to put up my photography exhibition and to get it all going for my future. My time is now. I shared this with a few close friends yesterday and, like all good friends they inda said 'welcome to your life 'duh' we already know this...' It always infuriates me when eveyone knows but me... but it always happens...