Monday, June 30, 2008

The Sound Of Waves Of A Farrowing Storm.


Beauty such as this. The wind moves across the treetops, and duplicates the waves of my ocean crashing against the the dust of shells. Even if I shall not stay, this will be comforting in any such place away. A constant reminder. Although not seen, but close at hand through what is heard. That is a reassurance thankful for. Magnificent as the blue flash on flash before the lights ceased. Bellowing of thunder soon to follow. The storm lingers on. To stay would be nice, as this is my weather. Brought on by love, whether positive or negative. Both welcome, as to make me feel. This is one thing in this place that brings serenity, my weather. That is part of my beauty, my mystery.

Sunday, June 29, 2008

The Rustic Clay Jar.

Upon arrival in Denmark, I noticed a widely used tradition in places you eat. A little dish of wood accompanied the table where you sat and enjoyed your dainties. Inside this dish was uncrushed sea salt. I, when using salt, only use ground up sea salt - that's a no brainer when living on the ocean! But they in return placed the whole salt chunks in natural form in this dish to season the foods with. Then using your fingers you reached in the dish and grabbed up the salt you were to use. I liked this better because one grain of salt can impact the flavoring in a few bites at a time, and you use less. Plus it gives you the taste of the food and the salt at different intervals and amounts. So it lets you taste the food differently with each bite. I liked the idea so thoroughly, that when i was back at the marketplace on the docks, I purchased a hand made ceramic jar. This Rustic Clay Jar now sits on my eating table with the whole grain salt from the sea.

(January 2008)

Saturday, June 28, 2008

Falling Into My Favorite Thing... The Ocean


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G25p4DBeseA
(Into The Ocean - Blue October)

I stumbled across this song back when I lost a great mentor and idol. Actually the song found me. The month it happened incidentally was the month of October, heh, Blue October. I listened to it over and over, not even for the words, but for the shear composition of the music flowing behind the words. Oh believe me, the words fit my very mood. But here again nearly two years later I find myself playing this tune by ear on my cello. What brings me back to this song? My love for the ocean, life decisions, life changes. Another circumstance, this one being where do I go from here? Life is such a fragile thing, and only wanting to complete what I have set out to do in life seems such a distant island. I question everything like a child. I want to swim away but don't know how. Sometimes it feels just like I'm falling in the ocean. Let the waves up take me down. Let the hurricane set in motion... yeah. Let the rain of what I feel right now...come down. Let the rain come down...

Friday, June 27, 2008

Far Far Away...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kDni2vZTB0I
(Silver Equals Gold - Howl)

Every year is different. I had a bad year for 2006. Accidents and loosing most dear people to me. Then the next year becomes a hardship for another. Not on a personal level as per se your bad year. But you've been there and you can somewhat relate. Then again with all the complications on either year, no one can really relate, can they?

I guess it's not easy to feel like you're running in circles. That life is of course what it is, one giant cycle or circle if you will. In a way I'm running the same path from a different angle, so at times it sucks. But "such as life". I have come to realize that everything negative should be turned positive and I have incorporated the yin yang effect... So when I find something appeasing, I say "such as life". Instead of using the term in the negative. I think it's working, but it's only in the test faze. Tink has been commissioned to join in on this new found study with me. Anyone else who reads is more than welcome to try. But I insist some sort of follow up to compare with Mulder and Scully's scientific notes.

Just recent I had another amazing breakthrough. I do admit, the night it occurred I was indeed a bit tipsy. I even explained my new-found law to two others in hopes of some wisdom shared. Something so simple and true, and even felt. But for now I have forgotten what it was to begin with. How dreadful, for the first time, admittedly, I have actually forgotten something. Just when you think you've unlocked a key, you lose the information given... kind of like in dream. If it is that easy there on the other side or in an intoxicated state of mind.... then what exactly do we have to worry about here?

Thursday, June 26, 2008

For My Aussie Man...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RWg2xqTit6U
(Between You & Me - KOK & Røyksopp)

It was so nice to hear your voice again. How to put it is more or less a feeling of relieved. Weird? Maybe - Maybe not. But it was a long awaited hug and most definitely needed. I missed you.

Wednesday, June 25, 2008

This Giant Spinning Blue Ball.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sNSrsbUScMY
(I Samma Bil - Bo Kaspers Orkester)

Through the universe
Spinning as the nebula
We will meet in space.
As comets soar and time disappears
We will see this place.
A paradigm in the distance,
With the horizon of a near planet.
Our lives will differ greatly,
But our love will become a woven net.
The glow of this surrounding will take us in
Never to let us wander again.
When we do decide to leave this place of awe,
We will pass the moons if a few
And see stars of many.
Yet this wasn't the end of our journey, though.
The Beginning...

Saturday, June 21, 2008

Reflection.

To Learn. To Think. To Understand. To Feel. To Need. To Want.
To Speak. To Know. To Be.
So bizarre is this.

What makes up What? What are we indeed? A seed? Possibly. Life is a course to What? Where will all this end Up? Do you know which way is Down? Is that truly the ground? What have you found? There is no sound. And then the light did show. Surely the wind doesn't blow. One's sight might be another's hearing. Was that disappearing? No it was reappearing. Did you sing? Oh, that thing. Do you call it time? Backwards we go. We are slow. Does this really rhyme? A game we play. This game plays us. Shall I say? What Is really going on here? No such thing as fear. Do they hear? Is it today? Show me the way. Does this even pertain? Can you ascertain? No such thing as blame. Thing is a catch-all. Is this why we fall? Why is the ultimate. Which is it? You or I? Them or us? Definitely a sigh. Are we the same? Let's lose. Find the gain. Mediocrity. Mundane. Expressive. Finding. Finding out. Leading to. You actually flew. Lessons all around. Found.

My What tells me I need to Want to Speak what I Know that I Feel to Think on understanding to Learn to BE.

Mystery.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=assqQXjWe9U
(Mysteriet Deg - Bjørn Eidsvåg)

(2004)

Thursday, June 19, 2008

Deep Oceans.


Is this how we become immortal?

To never leave the confines of interspace circuitry?

To never fade...

To always be...

In existence outside the flesh.

Tuesday, June 17, 2008

A Little Fruity.

Aside from finally talking to my sis, in this port of call I found a plethora of wild and exotic fruits! I went bananas, literally - hehe. The merchant probably thought I was a little fruity buying up one of each of the strangest and never seen before fruits. It wasn't cheap, let me tell you. But all the new exotic flavors to try are worth it. And then some old favorites as well, my god would you believe they had real live artichokes! I am in heaven now!

Wednesday, June 11, 2008

Home Port... Out To Sea.

Now that I have been on land for a few days, I should of gotten much accomplished. Well, not much of anything. Figures... I get lazy when on shore. It's not like I don't have enough to do, let alone many chances to get on land. It's just that sometimes the freedom of the ocean splashes over. Unfortunately, my 3 days are up and I must return. It's been nice. Until we meet again...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SoEa7lApIKY
(Starlings - Elbow)

Tuesday, June 10, 2008

I Like Fans... Of The Orient.

Let me just clarify where I stand after the last post. I am not a fan. Being a fan of something or someone - nah, it's not for me. To me, fans are like overkill groupies. Which is not idealistic for me, as I never follow a crowd. Plus I don't have enough time for mundaneness. Sure I have likes and dislikes, but I refuse to fall overboard. I just wanted to see if I could be heard and my reasoning behind my actions have been posted below (which is the same form LJ) - the insider's perspective. If anything, I am good for a friend... And on that note - perspective: if you ask, you shall receive.

Monday, June 9, 2008

Mizu-No-Oto...


Sounds of water is like the diversity of the human race. A rainbow of color outpouring through a spectrum of light mingled with translucent liquid.

It's Official... I'm A Geek In The Blue.


I joined a community? Like what the? Never the less, a musician's blog, kinda cheezy right? Oh well, it happens to be one of the best singers currently on this planet: Jason MRAZ. It's a funny thing really, we come from the same "neck of the woods". And as I was reading through his bios, I found out his family is not too far away from mine in aspects I think he could relate. I on the other hand moved overseas (Neverland), not CA. But anyway, that's beside the point. The point is what makes this artist amongst all artists amazing. A style and flair I recognize. From where? Beats me... but I know it. I guess like all music to all people, there are groups, singers, musicians in masses who relate to each and everyone's inner being. Something that touches you on a level no other person, thing, or feeling can. And that is something people shouldn't forget or let go of.

I remember the first time The Remedy came on the radio. I remember how the American radio stations killed it with the repetitive get stuck in your head way they do things (yanno the subliminal "go buy this album"). Which indeed I actually did buy the album (Shhh), based on that one song and the fact that it did not loose its appeal... knowing that this Jason guy could sing and his words were his own, and that the album in whole would not be a waste. In knowing and I wanted more. I wanted to hear what else he had to offer.

It was a warm Floridian night, stars in the sky, breeze in the air. The beach laid outstretched and water inviting. My SUV parked behind. Myself and my mateys enjoying an evening of what every evening should be, and my new found cd playing in the background. When the last song began, something in my being grabbed it and took it in. Like the ocean waves crashing on the shore, the drums and bongos began to beat in tune with Tonight, Not Again. Something in the air shifted and I knew, I recognized this song. I had heard later on that this song was actually written in the form of a poem that he turned into lyrics (not sure if that is fact). Even so, the lyrics were wonderful in their own rite. But the way Jason MRAZ used the words in creating this masterpiece was incredibly breathtaking. And then once the song ended, at least 2 persons asked to hear it again. God only knows how many times it has been played over and over in the course of the past years by myself and the others, bongos or none. But every time I hear it, I still feel the same way I did the first time I heard it, if not more enthralled. It's like damn good sex. It only gets better and better each time. And that is what makes Jason MRAZ one of the most amazing Singers/Musicians ever to walk on this giant spinning blue ball. When an artist can give you one song, one thing, that is solid and never changing, but only getting better with age... Then he is true.
Link
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LCoZwJxSFqo
(Tonight, Not Again - Jason Mraz)