A while back, me and my friend, Whitey as some call him, were talking about my recent events, and I was telling him about them, and told me " Now you will be Reckless and go Bananas". I did not pay attention at that time to what he said, but these last two months have shown that I have indeed become Reckless Sometimes it is not my fault, but its the cosmos doing its trick again.
On a side note, I have been in the same plane of existence as other bloggers without them knowing, can it be related to the Reckless-ness I have been going through? Then again summer time is Purgatorian circles epoch, so expect to be around me more often.
*watching music video * - crossing thought - Why is it that girls always dance together on the dance floor?
I am still half asleep after staying up and watching last night's game, which Man. Utd. won by luck. I would have perfered if both teams had lost, but that is not possible. However, although they are always lucky, Man. Utd. is a successful team, with the measure of success being their trophies and awards.
Today I was reading a document and the word success was mentioned in relation to a certain theme, which I know is really a failure, but that made me think of how humans seem to imagine success of things, while in reality they are failures, and how relative the word " success" is inturpetted in terms of our understanding of daily life.
Newspapers are full of success stories for people, companies, events, and more, but experts who know those people, or know the field or know the event, can really see through the cracks and determine that the information is bogus and without merit. Sometimes even an ordinary MAN can see the same (woman are blind, so out of equation).
We tend to enjoy positive words mentioned about our failures and enjoy praise for things we did not even contribute to. We see things as pink and orange, while they are black. We lie to ourselves, we betray our selves, we do it, because we cannot face the fact that we suck.
Yes, success is actually suck-cess, a global trend of turning negative things into positives. Famous suck-cessers include world leaders, leaders of industry, and even the common person (note women are included here). Civilizations have been built on suck-cessers spin of events, politics is a dirty game of suck-cessers, commerce is a dirty game of suck-cessers, what have we today that does not suck?
This century sucks. This decade sucks. People suck, we are all suck-cessers. Myself, you, that woman who refuses to draw my new icon (sucks big time) or that woman who keeps accusing me of flirting with any stone that moves (she is nice to me though, not like the icon lady). When will we get tired of sucking? When will we just say enough is enough, we have had it, you damn suck-cessers, get out and let us live our lives like angels?
Let us start today, I will shed away my suck-cessing tendencies, will you?
Remember Enigma? Well maybe you kids won't, but we do. Remember when they came with their special blend of music early in the 90s? Well Since then, I have not heard anything similar.
Today while watching Cold Case, for some reason, my curious brain cell picked the introduction theme music, and then I thought hmm SAW movies, then I searched online and this is what I found.
From Wiki:
" E.S. Posthumus is an independent music group that produces cinematic style music. It is a form of epic classical that fuses intertwined drum beats with orchestral and electronic sounds. Their music is inspired by the Pythagorean Philosophy which states that "music is the harmonization of opposites; the conciliation of warring elements". The E.S. is an acronym for "Experimental Sounds" while Posthumus is a word that represents "all things past". According to the group, E.S. Posthumus was formed in 2000 by brothers Helmut and Franz Vonlichten. Helmut and Franz studied piano with their mother. After graduating from high school, Franz worked in recording studios while Helmut attended and graduated from UCLA, with a degree in archaeology."
Among their hits is Nara (which is what is played on Cold Case) and Also the CBS NFL inrto. You can find more videos on youtube of the music blended on other images, but for those interested in hearing the sound of the Hummus, here are some examples and also an example of Enigma for the kids.
Nara
CBS NFL, my favorite phrase, one team, one (W)hole ;p
Last night I slept just after midnight, as I watched the news and events of the day. When I woke up at 7.30 a.m., I had the craving for an omelete, but why is that important?
You see, my dreams were a complex maze of events, they were interesting and odd at the same time. I do not recall everything, but I do recall that at a certain stage, I was in our mol7aq (used by driver) and there was this guy painting, and I wanted to sign my name, so I did, then I left, and it was night outside, and as I passed by the side going back in our yard to the washing room, I got a call and it was Jackie. Jackie had the room behind the driver (which does not exist) and she was telling me that she wanted to go and see someone called Naser and asked my thoughts, so I told her, she shouldn't. I could see clearly through the door, the thin covers, and she was laying on a king size bed (pink I think).
After that I took a few steps and there was a small gathering at the back of the yard, at the washing room, just close to the stairway to top of the house, and it was a collection of rock band legends, Axl Rose, David Lee Roth, Jon Bon Jovi, and some others. They had their girlfriends with them, clad in leather with several parts exposed, typical of 80s rock music videos, and it was a BBQ with drinks.
As night turned into Dawn, I found myself waking up (in the dream) and I walked to the other side, to our garage and I found lots of nice and interesting cars and trucks parked inside, and I started taking pictures. Note that our garage only fits two cars, while in my dream, there were at least six of them.
Then I stepped outside, and I saw signs of a white nuclear disaster. Trucks flipped over, and white snow like flakes everywhere.
The next scene was me in a car with Stallion, and we were in middle of some market, and he wanted to step down and get something while I waited in the car, and he gave me his two phones to hold. I took them and put them on my side with my two phones. But this black dude, wanted to steal them, so he came to my side and tried opening the door, and I resisted, then this black dude was in a scene with a tall big guy, and he bent down to his knees, and I heard a voice in the background saying, "I know him, I have seen him in many movies, but I do not know his name."
Then I woke up and it was 7.30 and I was craving an omelete, so after my washing rituals, I went and made myself an omelete and ate.
Sometimes it is not my fault, but its the cosmos doing its trick again.