Thursday, 11 April 2013

To my future children..

MACKLEMORE & RYAN LEWIS - SAME LOVE feat. MARY LAMBERT (OFFICIAL VIDEO)


http://youtu.be/hlVBg7_08n0



   I can't stress enough how strongly I feel for this cause..but it always manages to pull my heart strings.. And this song just gives me a little bit of hope for humanity, and this world that I would one day love for you to see.
   To my future children, I will always, always, always love you no matter your sexual orientation. Forgive me if at first I may disappoint you with the shock of my initial reaction, as you tell me over dinner. But let this song guide you, or use this song as a binding contract to hold me to my word.. that I will always be here for you.
I love you!

Friday, 5 April 2013

Vicissitudes.. my premise on being..



Funny how life turns out.. From childhood you are led to believe that you are the most special human being on earth. Led on by this fantastical web of tall tales that all your dreams can come true. And that you can do everything you like, and be anything you want to be and still come out the special human being you were born and raised to believe.
But then, in comes major life altering decisions, and we try to make these decisions with this same sense of invincibility ofcourse.. Only to be scoffed at and faced with this hard blunt truth, that this demigod image of yourself, whom your parents idolized (until you decided you wanted to wear sneakers instead of your pink-ribboned maryjanes) was in fact that, just a demigod. Nothing more, nothing less. Bound by earthly rules, stuck in limbo between heaven and earth with this bloated sense of self-worship. Always out to prove something worthy of a god.
And as one task after another fails and disappoints, one grows old. And they simply resign to the big fat fact circle of life.. 
To nest, procreate, raise little demigods, crush the poor little buggers spirits, because heaven forbid, they might think their special, and just might sit out the first 25 years of their lives down at your basement, waiting for that special break that they so rightly and adamantly think they deserve. And then where would you be? Back to sqaure one, pondering on how a special person like you, could spawn such a disappointment ;P 
Funny how life turns out.. Cause if only someone told you right from the start, that you were here on your own terms, god, demigod, or even the commonest of serfs.. their wouldn't have been room for disappointment.

Here's to jobs that pay the rent! Cheers!


9tha Jan 2010 

Post Sabbatical

After that last soul-baring post.. It took me a while to get over myself and bare it all again. It doesn't mean I haven't been writing. I have.. always have always will, but I just wasn't inclined to post anymore of that gushy-free-for-all-rip-my-heart-open-letter to my first love.
I still have those mind you, but I guess it will take another emotionally derranged sleepless night for me to have the courage to post something so brutally honest. Again, I might be eating my words tomorrow.. but what the heck..all the world's a stage..and this is mine. As the saying goes " The people that matter don't mind, and the people that mind, don't matter".
And the previous year has been one helluva chaotic stage, but life goes on as they say.
So thank you to my special tribe, you know who you guys are. And thank you for life's wicked curve balls.

Attroversiamo!