Friday, July 25, 2008

A Hand To Hold

I give a two out of three; great arse, brilltastic line of enamel, nice set (as Matt likes to put it). So, does the great guy lose points because he doesn't drive a car, or does she go down in the list because she doesn't root?

We live in a cruel, competitive world, one of which losing a girl is a simple task; you should be terrified because if this girl of your dreams is also a gorgeous one, start loading the shotgun, my friend. If you are feeling that atomic desire for someone you don't know all that well, take it from me, squeeze some industrial strength glue into your palm, grab that incredible person by the hand and squeeze tight for 20-30 seconds to ensure maximum adhesiveness.

It's now or never and if she's all or nothing, don't fuck around. In one year, you don't want to be the idiot watching from the side line as a lesser idiot-arsehole takes every ounce of her innocence just so he can brag about it over drinks that night.

He's gone, she's gone; that's all there is to it. A girl is just a girl and that girl will soon be replaced by another one, but if you're going to spend the next twelve months living with resentment, watching other lustrous couples and saying to your mate I want that, then don't let the situation put you there.

Just don't keep driving around the tarmac; take off, fly low a little, take a plunge, whatever;
if you have the ability to fly, then why not do it?

Saturday, July 19, 2008

Don’t Stay; Forget Our Memories; Forget Our Possibilities.

Your grandmother could die tomorrow; your father may die coming home from work tonight; your best friend may message you letting you know she'll be in Melbourne tomorrow to never return; he once lived in Greystanes, now in Westmead; once in Australia and now in Canada; life this morning, death tonight.

Our youth was our incubation period, a period where our grandparents were young enough to remain alive and we, ourselves, were to young to purchase a plane ticket and look after ourselves, our folks were to in love to split or too in love with this city to leave; it's all priced to clear now. The diminishing factor that held everyone and everything together is thinning, no one wants to see the day where they are a stranger in the street they group up in or a stranger to the friends they left back in the suburbs of Sydney.

Some of them die suddenly, some want people to tell them not to leave, and some unfortunately want people to just let them go, either way, I just want them to tell me when and where they're going and to give me five minutes to hug them goodbye and tell them that I'll miss there touch for as long as I live. Soon everyone we love that live either locally or alive, will be either too far or too dead to be reached; they'll just be gone, and that terrifies me.

My family, my friends, we're on rocky ground now.

Monday, July 14, 2008

My Teeth Are Chattering

I am not cold, just terrified, because I feel as if it's only been a couple of weeks and I am already reliving the memory of the 26th of January, 2008 again. 
Please don't...

Just know, you won't need to stop me from asking questions if you make sure that they will always remain answered.

Saturday, July 12, 2008

I Can Hear You Screaming, But I Can’t See The Lips Moving.

It's eight degrees Celsius and it's freezing tonight. I am willing to bet that it's this winter's coldest, and I am also willing to bet that earlier tonight more than half of Sydney's shivering population switched on a heater of some sort. I couldn't imagine the amount of resources our power stations cut from the earth just in fueling a comfortable temperature for our quaint homes tonight. So, while the politicians dispute over the need for nuclear power and the protection of non-renewable resources and the environment, are they, and anybody else for that matter, doing anything about the issue at hand other than bitching about it?

You see it's funny, bitching is when you complain yet do nothing, and that appears to be all that's happening. Climate change, green, environment, hybrid, I hear these 'terms' day-in and day-out. You see, I hear you screaming, but I don't see the lips moving. Sure, things are being done, we have the Kyoto Protocol, Water Restrictions, Hybrid Vehicles, etc. but they're grade A sources of raw bullshit which let off fireworks distracting you from the big picture. The Kyoto Protocol, essentially an intelligent sounding word put on the end of a Japanese city, right? My point exactly, in order to know anything about the international agreement, excluding the fact that Howard refused to sign it and that Rudd can say it fifty times in one of his speeches, is to gather up the initiative to research it yourself, because from memory there were no explanations or bunch of words that helped share some
light on what our leader was signing, no publication on the television from the PM or at least something pointing us to a website, no way, just "Kevin'07: I will sign something you have no idea about...but it opposes Howard so how could it not be the right decision??". The candid truth is, ..Kyoto.. was never signed in the name of worldwide climate control, everyone just hated that bald idiot and if we didn't, Australia would be in the negative limelight because of it.....

Water Restrictions, I really can't bash them, having to put my life in danger while watering my front yard in the dark while some arsehole drives round with yellow stickers on his car so he can fine me has never really bothered me at all. Sure it sounds like a pretty realistic tactic, but a tactic is what it shall remain, never a solution, because honestly, how much of a significant difference has it made in the last two to three years? Appropriately enough, our Former Environment Minister once queried the sense in having Water Restrictions while there aren't restrictions for any other needs, like electricity.

Hybrid cars, I saw one for the first time the other day, ironically, being driven by one of the members of the Directorial staff of my TAFE, in other words, a rich suit, a government bureaucrat; what conclusions can you draw from this? Let's see, well not only do you need to be somehow associated with the men and women pushing this sort of thing, but you also need some loose change, the type of loose change that could sink a ship. Besides, car manufacturers may have had environmental intentions originally in mind when prototypes were made but don't let yourself be preempted from the fact that, being caught in a fuel crisis, this is the ideal time for companies like Toyota to throw a machine like this on the market. So, it's that whole, should I keep my bomb and eventually pay the price that it would cost for the Hybrid, or just buy the Hybrid and never have to worry again?

Well, that's my five cents anyway, I could go on further but I think I have said enough. It's just, nothing seems to be happening in the name of Mother Nature, and has it ever? Seems to me like it's only ever through the handshakes between politicians & corporations and Mother Fame & Fortune.

Tuesday, July 8, 2008

Nothing Less Than Brilliant

Love, you don't know if it's here to stay but you could never imagine it leaving, even though at times, you wish it just would. It place marks history, it makes you wonder, makes you smile, makes me happy.

With friends, it's a bunch of people that rack out amongst many more, the people you will race to when you are afraid or upset. Like heat on water, the ones that have spilled will eventually rise again, and if they don't, they won't be forgotten. The electricity and curious wonders will never die for either one of both the parties involved, forever making it strange but enough to make the urges comfortable and resistible. Your hugs will entail friendship only but will hold a footnote of unique attachment prolonging a tight, hugging grasp of the history that the love has forever been constructed on.

Dude or dudette; many months of closed mouths and shut eyes make those first few glances the absinthe to the loving soul. The bright smile and wide-eye-staring intoxicates the beautiful mind, extracting any spot of tension within my every limb, as if it were to imminently go out of fashion. But who would've known that time and a few simple dialing numbers would be the cause to the best of times…that are soon to come.

Tuesday, July 1, 2008

Caught in a Funk

It's 6am and the alarm clock is buzzing; time to wake up.
I am stuck in a hole, in which I dug, I dug it by upgrading my life with all this shit I depend on so much; my computer, my media player, my phone; these damn things run my life.

You see, I've been without my phone for quite sometime now. Despite the large amount of dollars I have thrown into the slot of many payphones out there, without a doubt I couldn't give a stuff about not being able to call or message, but in having my phone in repairs for the past month, I have lost access to maps, details regarding certain events, a resolution to boredom, and most importantly, it was my damn organiser. I've just been so busy and in times like these, my phone always helped me prioritise, put everything in perspective and pace myself a little. Since losing my phone, assessment dates have just gone straight over my head, I have failed to attend my last two staff meetings and anything that I do need to know, is either on my palms, in my head or in a small book that I have tried and failed to substitute for my phone.

Look at this, perfect example, I am having a bitch about a phone, some wires in a bit of plastic; this is the hole I put myself in. I'm having a great time but it would be better if I had my phone, I can be out with mates and my mood will just dive each time I reach into my pocket forgetting that my Hiptop is elsewhere. I just feel incomplete without it, and it's the shittiest feeling and the shittiest situation I have put myself in, where the loss of a material object is effecting my mood. Fuck it, I have a half a tooth in my lip and am due in for surgery and all I can worry about is getting that damn phone back.

It just feels like my life is at a pause at the moment, like a video in a VCR, and this is going to be something that will only continue to grow from here on in and my only option to stop it seems to be an option I am not willing to take.