Saturday, July 30, 2005

Everyday Poetry

Two poems I've accidentally written recently in the course of my daily activities...
For a sign on my bathroom wall:
old taps dripping precious water, turn off tightly, thank you

Here's one I texted to a friend when I was running late to work:

Slow tram, slow tarot reader, the universe in slow-mo.

I think I'm working too much, its making me funny in the head, but in a good way. And i like short poems, they're much less painful that way for myself & others. Why can't I be T. S. Eliot?.. probably because I'm not.

Anyway, when I got to work there was a leaflet on this thing called the 'slow food' movement.. its a political thing to encourage people to make healthier, slow food as opposed to fast food. So on one hand the world is slowing right down, slow is cool, slow is the shit, but on the other its definitely speeding up.... I saw on a doco recently that the earthquake that caused the Tsunami was so absolutely HUGE [9.1 on the ol' Richter scale] that it actually put a 'wobble' in the rotation of the earth and that this wobble has actually shortened the day by a fraction of a second. FULL ON. So I say to my extraterrestrial friends, beam me up Scotty-my-Pliedian-Love-God this place is getting too crazy for me, but I sure will miss those soy chai's [with honey]...

Wednesday, July 13, 2005

One step forward, two steps back..

So straight after I was feeling all warm & fluffy about the state of the planet, and the beautiful unity of Live 8, the London bombs went off.


I just hope the media don’t get on that whole ‘terrorists are evil’ bandwagon. Terrorism is not evil, its just plain stupid, nasty and in the end an absolutely futile way to achieve anything except more destruction & death. Violence against violence never created any peace, not ever in the history of we naked monkeys that learned how to build stuff, type on keyboards, publish blogs and make bombs with our damned opposable thumbs - tool of the devil they are! We should've never got out of the trees.. that's where it all went wrong to start with IMHO.

Branding something ‘evil’ is not going to help anyone, or to create solutions. To brand something evil is disowning it as a human event, saying that some outside ‘bad’ force is causing this event, or that the perpetrators are non-human in some way and their actions controlled by some external, abstract force. Its our way of distancing ourselves and disowning responsibility as a whole. We call them monsters, or whatever, but they are humans just like us, with reasons and motivations for what they do, however illogical they might seem.

To point the finger and call something ‘evil’ is us as a society not wanting to look at ourselves, our dark side, our collective shadow. This is a cop-out and relieves us of the chance to actually try to understand why someone undertakes such extreme actions. In this time we need to focus on understanding why, not on demonizing.

I want to know why these people did this. What is their motivation? Do they feel so separate that they have to cause destruction to draw attention to their separateness? How did we swing from such a feeling of globally unified consciousness one day, over to the other extreme of separatism and extreme polarity the very next day? My mind is having trouble grokking all of this shit, time to go to bed and hopefully wake up in a new world tomorrow morning. Love, peace & non-violence, Stormi out. xxxxx

(Ps... bless, bless, blessed be that my good friend MxD living in London is alive and well, bless her little cotton socks, Stormi was worried... here is a photo of her, she's so damn cute.)

Sunday, July 03, 2005

Live 8

Madonna at Live 8
Gotta say that Live 8 was pretty fucken cool and I was totally blown away.. highlights would have to be Madonna singing Like a Prayer. She is the absolute shit. Been my role model since I was 15 and still going strong. Bless you Maddy. Also Coldplay was amazing, that guy has the most clear, pure voice, as did the Verve guy after them (something Symphony?), also Pink Floyd was a nice surprise. And REM doing Everybody Hurts was beautiful.

Even though I was watching Live 8 on TV far away in my Melbourne loungeroom, I could feel such positivity and unity in the crowd. It was really so tangible, so real. I feel so positive right now, if enough people believe that poverty can be eradicated it can really happen, this can become a global reality. There is a massive, massive shift happening in the global consciousness, this is really happening. The tide has to turn or we have no hope. People are starting not only to understand, but to experience unity of consciousness. We are all infinitely, intricately and intimately connected to one another. The illusion of separation is fading. The illusion of borders, of countries, of 'us & them' is fading. There is only the One Planet, the One Tribe and the One Heart. If we can't sort this out, we can't sort ourselves out. When you let someone starve, you let a part of yourself starve. When you drop fucken cluster bombs on children in Afghanistan or Iraq, you are dropping them on your own children.

For the first time in a long time I'm starting to really feel, to really believe that everything is going to be alright and that the human race will pull itself out of the shithole that it got itself into. This is already happening, its real... But we have to do it as a team, we have to help each other out.

Saturday, July 02, 2005

Bill Hicks

Just bought Bill Hicks book, Love all the People. Can't wait to read it, all his major transcripts from his career. He is the man that wrote:

Today, a young man on acid, realized that all matter is merely energy condensed to a slow vibration. That we are all one consciousness experiencing itself subjectively, there is no such thing as death, life is only a dream, and we are the imagination of ourselves... here's Tom with the weather.


2046 - film review

How do you get back to the place where you were the happiest? And then, how do you get back from there? In this film most people never come back from '2046' - they're stuck in the place where they were the happiest - in the past. But the narrator comes back, he takes the long train back that stretches out for years through time. ... If this film was text it would be a poem. There is something so gorgeous about this film... its about the transience of things, how you can't really hold onto those moments that are 'peaks'. Also about how people fail to really connect, how the timing is often more wrong than right, and regrets. The people that the narrator falls in love with aren't in love with him and his own self-sabotage leads him away from real happiness.

At first I was looking for meaning, for plot, storyline, but when I let go of those limiting concepts, and let the film just wash over me it became a much more enjoyable experience. I give it 4 stars **** for the texture of the experience... xx

Friday, July 01, 2005

Celebrity Crushes

Last night a bunch of us were drinking red, downing pizza and talking shite when the subject of celebrity crushes came up in conversation. We had to name 1./ our current celebrity crush and also, 2./ our celebrity crush if we were gay.

Mine was Jim Carrey out of Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind. I never thought he was much chop until I saw him in that role, playing a mixed up sensitive boy/man, and not just being Jim Carrey, but actually acting, and acting well. He's got this little boy/man lost feel about him, eee gads, not sure if that's a healthy celebrity crush, reminds me of a few relationships that've gone wrong.. but I think he's gotten cuter as he's gotten older... some people bloom late I guess and look better with a few wrinkles..

.... and if I was gay it would definitely be Angelina Jolie. In anything. She's so sexy, unique and confident and a bit cheesy as well...

Gotta love those boots.