Dreams are renewable. No matter what our age or condition, there are still untapped possibilities within us and new beauty waiting to be born.

-Dale Turner-

Wednesday, March 28, 2012

See through

How many people have you looked at but actually failed to 'see'?


“Through our eyes, the universe is perceiving itself. Through our ears, the universe is listening to its harmonies. We are the witnesses through which the universe becomes conscious of its glory, of its magnificence.” 

...Sometimes I wish I could pull apart the lobes of my brain, insert new and interesting things into the spaces and somehow put it all back together again so it can never leak out.  In saying this, I wish I could just as easily pull things out of my brain as a mind-detox mechanism, but I guess I'll either have to live with them, forget them, or be more careful before exposing myself to anything potentially 'hazardous'.

Work your way up...

There is this weird thing about 'life stages', when you can look back and reflect on a former self.  It's like you're tailoring yourself to be exactly who you wish to be and I think many are under the false impression that they adolescent or 20-something-year-old self is the end product.  This is na├»ve thought indeed and one which I have probably had myself.  You build those ‘future selves’, and you become one of them every day.  And there will be sure signs of this personal growth along the way.  For me its like…when being drunk seems like a waste of money and your thoughts make you temporarily high.  You meet an asshole, you realise THEY’RE an asshole, you realise YOU’RE an asshole, you fix it and then you move on.

If I have learnt one thing, it’s that I want the me tomorrow to be version 9348.1, if today I’m version 9348.0.  Who says that change has to be rapid…if it is, you might appear nuts.  So it's time to roll with it; just self improve and disregard what other people think.  All it takes is a second of confidence, some positivity and self-belief. Presto!

Beware of 'happiness haters'.

Of course you’ll have haters if you’re happy.

Someone once aimed an insult at me that went something like "you're stupid because everything inside your head is like rainbows and candy".  The thing I wanted to ask was "and so why is yours not filled with similar things?".  I will admit that at times, my overwhelming happiness may give off the impression that I’m a little coo-coo in the head, but what gives someone the right to give an ‘insult’ like that?  It really makes me pity them.  I am well aware that the world is not made of party pies, warm sunny days and ice cream with cherries on top, but is it such a crime to be optimistic and content with little (and big) things?  Positive thinking isn’t a sign that you’re crazy or have something wrong in your life that you’re trying to counteract with your mind.  But if you are, then it shows strength- well I think so anyway.

Some people have the hardest of lives; harder than I could ever imagine… although some fall victim to the idea that their life is so tedious and see the contented as demented lunatics when we are staring right back at them with the same assumptions.

I will learn the hard way - wearing your happiness on your sleeve makes you seem vulnerable to those who can't find it for themselves.  Believe me, I know that at the best of times, optimism can be challenging but I find that certain souls carry this negative ‘aura’ because they need to have something to complain about.  And these are the people that want to drag you down and make every attempt to suck the air from your lungs and the warmth from your smile.  When they don’t spawn discontent, it is all a matter of trying harder.  Of course these tactics may give them absolute success, but they are only eased until they can prey on another for their next quick fix.

I will always reach out to drowning souls, but those who drown in themselves will slowly suffocate from their own warped perceptions, malicious nature and absolute insanity.


When I was a child, I always wanted to be a writer.  When I was four or five, my father bought me a notebook with a teddy bear cover and would sit and be my scribe so my stories could be retained on paper.  As I grew older, I wanted to write more about the things that surrounded me, but my words could never do any of my observations justice.  They never seemed to fit right on the page.  I suppose I came to the conclusion that forms of self-expression don’t really work like that.  When it comes to words, you have to just feel and let them flow from the soul.

Monday, March 26, 2012

How is this so good?

You've got places to be
So many things to see
Don't worry 'bout me
I'm already where i should be...

Tuesday, March 20, 2012

PLEASE watch this:


Monday, March 19, 2012

No fear.

Friday, March 09, 2012

If anyone sees this, tell me.

“Serendipity. Look for something, find something else, and realize that what you've found is more suited to your needs than what you thought you were looking for".
- Lawrence Block

So I used to keep copies of my favourite photos and had this as a poster but it ripped years and years ago.  If anyone sees it anywhere, tell me.  I love the way the shot is set up

Jump on this with me!

Sunday, March 04, 2012

Feel good recharge...

....Just remember, there is always something to be thankful for in the past and the present.

Such is life

If you understand, things are such as they are...
If you do not understand, things are such as they are...

Smile #340934

My Zen

I have heard the argument “don’t find yourself, create yourself”.  I suppose it makes perfect sense but you must find a point or part of “self” to base this creation on.  

Moments of clarity

In moments of clarity there may be the physical sensation of light penetrating everything.