Monday, December 31, 2012
Wednesday, December 19, 2012
Monday, December 3, 2012
What matters are the choices we make, the people we are and who we affect. The grand master plan is not for us to understand. All we have to know is that there is a greater purpose for everything and we are just a small cog in a very big machine. But that doesn’t mean that anything we do, is done in isolation.
Tuesday, November 6, 2012
Friday, November 2, 2012
Tuesday, October 9, 2012
2. Pain vs. Pleasure
Friday, September 14, 2012
I think I must have been in the first or second year of University before I truly understood what the song actually meant. I loved this song growing up, listening to it and singing along, not getting the worlds right “it’s so natural” instead of “Its un-natural” .
Here I am some years later, and I can truly understand what the song really means. It’s actually really sad and depressing. To think that things have an end. I mean everybody knows that one day we are all going to die. The key being “one day”. As some of us experience death of loved ones, that “one day” becomes real. But you can rationalise it’s inevitable there is no stopping it.
But when the death of a relationship comes, it’s a completely different experience. There is always a ‘what if’ that will stay with you. Like an alternative ending to a movie, it will play itself out in your imagination...over and over again, until one day you ready to just let it go. I have come to an understanding about relationships. They end. And that’s fine. I think it’s because of my childhood that I so yearn for this fairy tale ending. This ever after that will remain eternal and more importantly eternally happy.
But real life is quite different.
I’ve heard too many stories of young couples divorcing. It really makes me sad, but then it occurred to me. What if it was just their end? Nothing is made to last forever. Relationships end. What if it was just their time? There is no happily ever after, there is no forever, and destiny is something that we can never truly understand. So really as sad as it is, divorce is okay and natural to a certain extent.
This thought makes me calmer. Even though its sad....its life.
Think this song is cool.
Friday, September 7, 2012
Every so often a movie is made that makes you say...yes. Yes that is the one. The one we have been waiting for.
Joss Whedon, is a ‘one-liner’ genius. He did a brilliant job with the conversation part of the movie. And the...I don’t know what they call it...comedic timing? Whatever it’s called, it gets *Big High Five* from me.
The action and fight sequence also lived up to my expectations *Big High Five* there.
The only thing I didn’t get is the way Hulk couldn't control himself, then he suddenly could? I didn’t get it. For me it was a bit of a leap. But okay I can let that go.
Out of all of the Avengers own movies, I have to say I enjoyed Iron Man the most. It is strong enough to stand on its own; I don’t think the other movies have that ability.
I am totally in love with Thor but when I think about it, for a story that is based on actual Myth that in some parts of the world is believed to be an actual story, it seems flat. I find that when a story line is based on myth or legend, they have much more to work with so the story can be intricate and detailed. But most of the time, the movie makers want to leave time open for all the flashy action and fighting and CG stuff, that they cut out most of the story line, which is the back bone of a movie.
I didn’t watch Capitan America until after Avengers. CA was a bit disappointing; it was so slow with no big bang at the end.
And Hawkeye didn’t get a movie? What’s that about? But rather let them not make a movie, then make one that flops.
Tuesday, August 14, 2012
Monday, August 6, 2012
Tuesday, July 24, 2012
Friday, July 13, 2012
I thought Mirror Mirror was funny and cute...and give it *two thumbs up*. But this was better.
I really do want to go on and on about how much I love Chris Hemsworth and why he is my man for 2012 but *sigh* I shall continue...
The real show stealer (besides the sexiness of Chrissy Poo) is without a doubt Charlize Theron in the role of the witch.
In second place, the mirror. It was beautiful and unique. And that voice was a little scary.
The movie was about the visual, and anyone who didn't see it on the big screen seriously missed out. And the best thing they could have done was to keep Kirsten quite...I know...I sound bad, but it is true.
The ending...well its obvious that I'm on team Huntsman. But I do think its very stupid to end the movie like that. Whats with the female empowerment...give me a fairy tale the way its suppose to be any day!!
And a sequal? I'm not too sure hows that gonna go down. But at least I'll be able to see Chrissy Poo again!
I’ve created my own Movie grading system:
*Big high five* – Five stars
*Thumb up* - two stars
*A Nod* - One star
*Kick-in-the-face* - Worst Movie of all time.
Friday, June 29, 2012
Friday, June 15, 2012
Thursday, June 14, 2012
Wednesday, May 9, 2012
Wednesday, April 25, 2012
Wednesday, March 14, 2012
Ben Parker: You know I understand. But I thought you'd learned the meaning of responsibility.
Peter Parker: [sigh] You don't know how it feels.
Ben Parker: Peter, all the times we've talked of honesty, fairness, justice, out of those times I counted on you to have the courage to take those dreams out into the world.
Peter Parker: I can't live your dreams anymore. I want a life of my own.
Ben Parker: You've been given a gift, Peter. With great power, comes great responsibility.
[pauses and holds out hand]
Ben Parker: Take my hand, son.
Peter Parker: [pause] No, Uncle Ben. I'm just Peter Parker. I'm Spider-Man... no more. No more.
Peter Parker: No more.
Tuesday, March 6, 2012
The Mad Hatter plays with me. Not in a slap-and-tickle kind of play, but like fun play, like kids would. It’s like he’s falling down the rabbit hole right next to me, having the time of his life. It’s exciting, because I never know what can come out of his brain. It’s challenging, because it makes me say and think things I would never dream.
So I came up with this thing. I would do an Online Valentine thing for him, just for fun. I’ve been planning it, since last year, but then life happened. So I’m posting it here, because I went through all the trouble of making it and everything.
I’ve found very few people I could play with. Many of whom I don’t talk to anymore, because life happens. I always wanted to have my prince charming be someone who could play with me.
I heard on 3talk the other day, that there was this study done, and it was found that the same part of the brain that gets stimulated when you take cocaine is the same part of the brain that gets stimulated when you “stalk” someone. So loving someone that doesn’t love you back is like crack?
*Lightning bolt* For the longest time I was an addict. I was hooked and in denial. Blaming destiny, and age, and ethnicity and the mother and socio economic status, for all the reasons, why they didn’t love me back. But in the mean time, I was just on crack. That’s all it was. It had nothing to do with him. It was always about me.
Suddenly, the boy, the clown even the midget made sense. As long as I was up in the clouds, I didn’t have to trip and fall on land.
I was a fan of the concept of “walking into love”. The whole falling thing seemed too tragic and too much effort for nothing in the end. So now there is this person, let’s call him Hulk. Hulk is on land, and he wants to walk with me. Probably the scariest thing I’ve ever done. Some part of me always wished I would fall in love, so that I would have to think about the 101 things that can go wrong or that is wrong already. My intelligence knows that anything of value can only be made by walking and not falling. But my heart, cannot stand that the reality may not end in happily ever after.
Reality my new friend, welcome. I hope you enjoy your time here. Because I’m not enjoying it. It’s easy to say, I want someone who has the same chemistry as Mad Hatter. But then Reality tells me that Mad Hatter is a lot of work. Ordering food will become an adventure. When all you really want, is to sit, order food, eat, and walk out.
I realised one day then when I sit and talk to Hulk the conversation is not mind blowing. He is not down the rabbit hole with me. He is not making me feel like I’m flying. We are not contemplating the stars. All we are doing is just have a normal conversation. It occurred to me while talking about the most mundane thing, that I’ve had so much more interesting, fun, mind blowing ‘play dates’ than this. But I didn’t want to get up and walk out. I didn’t want him to change the topic of conversation. I was more than content just walking. Not running. Not flying. Just walking.
I finally know what superman was talking about. “It is different when they like you back”. It’s scarier. But that’s what happens when you wait so long. It might not be anything or it might be everything. But at least its real.
Thursday, February 23, 2012
There are two types of movies in this world. Those made for the pleasure of movie watchers. And those made for movie makers. Don’t believe me? Twilight #nuffsaid.
Hugo, is made for movie makers. That’s why it’s up for an Oscar. The cinematography was so pretty, clean yet cartoony. In terms of acting everyone was brilliant! Really from that guy that looks like the guy who plays professor X. Not young professor X, old professor X. I’m just joking, I know his name, Ben Kingsley. (Okay I googel’d just to make sure).
Where was I? Oh yes, the acting. Sasha (what what), you know Ali G, he was amazing. He created the perfect blend of serious, comedy, romance and tragedy in his performance. It was beautiful. And the children as well, they were really...believable.
But there was something lacking...something that I think is the most important part of any movie, the Story line. It’s a really mediocre story. The question I asked when I left the cinema was so what? It ended very nicely, but still.....so what? It had no meaning to me.
Movie makers on the other hand love it. Why is that? Because it’s a movie about movie? Imagination? Family? I don’t know. I just don’t get it.
Friday, February 17, 2012
I miss my house. I use to live in house with a nice garden. In the mornings I would take the old bread and rice and throw in the garden for the birds to eat.
One day I realised that by the afternoon all the rice/bread was finished. The birds were actually eating the food in one day.
So the next day I threw the pieces of old bread and watched from my kitchen window as the birds ate it. The smaller birds (they look like robins) came first pecking away at the big pieces of bread, tearing at the bread to break it up. Then bigger birds (they looked like crows) came and scared away the smaller birds and started eating the bread.
Not two minutes later, even bigger birds (pigeons) came along and scared them away and started eating the bread.
The Robins in the mean time found smaller crumbs and were pecking at them, the Crows did the same, but the Pigeons were having fun with the big slice of bread that was halfway torn apart by the other birds. They ate until they had their fill then flew away, leaving the Crows to eat the scraps, once the Crows were full they too flew away.
The Robins, who were the first to come, were the last to leave, having to fight harder for their food than the others, but having nothing more than crumbs.
The most important thing to note here, that as animals, they eat to their fill, take some to their babies, and that is it. They don’t store food the way humans store money.
The next day, I squashed up the bread and rice and then scattered it over the garden, making sure that it was not clumped in one place. I waited and watched as the Robins came and started eating, the Crows came, scared the Robins but the Robins just flew to the next food source. And when the Pigeons came they didn’t even scare the other two away, because there was enough food. They were all in their different section of the garden, eating their food and then left. No fighting, no issues, if the birds wanted more food, all they had to do was fly to a different section of the garden.
If wealth is distributed, everyone gets to eat. And those who want a surplus, has to work harder to get it. Which is not very different to the way things are now, because if you want money you have to work hard for it. The only difference is that that Pigeons (fat cats, very rich people, and industries) can’t take advantage of Robins because they have to work just as hard as any other bird.
People can learn from this.
Friday, February 3, 2012
Wednesday, January 25, 2012
Friday, January 13, 2012
It was so cool to be able to eat the food that you see on TV and walk in the places that are in so many movies. But the people were the biggest shocker for me. They were so friendly, helpful and normal.
As we bordered our connecting flight, I overheard an older man talking to him. He asked him,, where was he stationed and then asked him, what did he want to do in the future. He replied that he wanted to make a career in the air force. He said it with such pride. And the older man replied, in a tone of experience “that’s what we all wanted”. Turns out the older man also served his country and when his turn came, they just kicked him the curb. I don’t know what exactly happened or how. I didn’t get to hear the whole story. The parts I did hear, was the older man warning the air force boy, not to pin his hopes on it.
I had a conversation with a Muslim guy when I came back about America. He went off on a tangent about how they have ruined the world and started listing all they countries that they invaded and all the people they killed like some kind of dare I say it “fundamentalist”. And I was so livid. I told him, that the US government is NOT its people. What about all the Muslims that live in America? You would pray for the downfall of a nation which your brothers and sisters belong to? Rather pray for justice to prevail! He didn’t get it. He couldn’t see beyond his own ignorance and hate.
I remembered the live movie I witness when I was sitting waiting for another flight. It was the most romantic thing ever. A soldier was running towards one of the boarding gates *I kid you not*. He stopped behind one of the flight attendants, tapped her on her shoulder and when she turned around she got a shock and then jumped into his arms. They were both smiling; hugging, kissing. And the people watching this ‘live show’ said “awww”. We were all touched at that moment by young love. It was beautiful *tear*. You have to wonder, would they see each other again? When is she going to get a phone call telling her he is dead?
War is senseless, not matter what the cause, or how honourable the cause is. Nobody wins in war.
I realised that they believe in a dream, just as we South African’s do. We believe in equality for all people regardless of race, religion and economic status which we know doesn’t happen. And they believe that their country is the best country in the world, it is after all “the land of the free”. That’s not true either.
We all believe in philosophies, hopes and dreams of things not because we don’t know the reality of what they truly are, but we believe in the hope of what they might become. If we the SA people were judged by our government, we would all be alleged fraudsters, liars, adulterers, acquitted rapists and terrorists.
I’m not saying that there aren’t ignorant, blinded, arrogant people in the US. I’m just saying that they are no different to the ignorant, blinded, arrogant people that exist in the rest of the world. Before you judge, go there, meet the people, and talk to the ones who are being oppressed and the oppressors, before you make judgements.