Dear mom...

Dear mom

I would like to begin this letter by saying thank you.
Not really a reason why, but just because there are so many times one would like to say thanks but often cannot say it.
It is because you are you. What you have done and how you have handled things.
You are still human and do make some mistakes, but you always manage to save it by being a good mother.

It is because of that human error and the ability to show us through example how to make things right.
Most of all it is the good heart you manage to show people around you, especially people that have wronged you which you have not discarded but still care for like they are normal people.

You always smile at gifts we may think wasn't enough, but your smile always say it was better than you could hope for because as real as the gift was so was your smile.

Your rocky life path may have been layered with stones, but you turned those stones into a well fortified castle which stands as a home of care.

You may not have been able to live your dream career, but you definitely apply that same dream at home and quite supernumerary than you might think.

Smart and more technology savvy than anyone might ask for. Though through these compliments you did not allow me to make food, probably because I might have burnt it. So good move there!
However, I still think I made the best Cremora-tart. :P
Albeit, one success cannot compare to the recipes you know by memory.

You still pack a mean punch throughout the years and I secretly smile every time you manage to leave ol' dads a mark on his arm. I'm sure he is proud because he doesn't bruise easily as he says.
You should do that more often!

The distance you've traveled to help family and friends. Literally and spiritually. I do not know of anyone else who puts their time aside like you have.

Not only are you very patient and good-hearted, but you are as tough as vibranium nails. Enough to let Wolverine go and cry at his mommy!

So for each message here, it ends with a thank you.

Thank you mom for being the best mother and friend a person could have!

Zodiac

The Zodiac.

"A little phrase that makes you the person you are." A shared personality between millions of other people. So are there really only 12 different types of people?
Surely not!

I've read on the zodiac thing for interest and went quite deeply into that. Moons, planets, parental/guardian influences etc etc etc... those all have an affect on you.

But here is a situation: Take two exact people. Born the same minute, born the same day, born in the same hospital right opposite each other if possible (for star alignment purposes)... in other words, same zodiac and planetary systems.
Take them home and let their parents raise them. Let's make it that the parents even share the same zodiac signs as the other born-zodiac-test-dummy.

Page some 20 years over and see how different they are. One is working as a young article clerk who has an up and coming position as the assistant to the financial manager and the other one is working for his dad at the hardcore motorbike shop his dad owns.

Already you see a difference in personal growth? You can chose how you judge their first appearance when they say hello to you. :P

So with that said, it does not merely categorize you within a margin of a fixed set of personalities you MUST have, but rather it is a guide line to SOME qualities you might possess.
So for your Sun sign, which is the basic one you see as you flip to your birthday in a book or use google to see your sign, you also have a moon sign, and also plenty of planetary influences.

Reading in the local magazine about your star/sun sign doesn't quite mean that will happen and that you should do what the book tells you
But rather think yourself what would be best for you to take actions on in your own life and listen closely to those you trust the most who knows how to look within yourself on the blind spots you cannot see and of course trust your gut feeling.

It is said that your sun sign governs your personality. Your moon sign governs your emotions.
Based on what I read.

                                                      
     So let's say you are the zodiac to the left. Then you could have one of the other 12 signs as a moon sign as well (this does not exclude the fact that your moon sign could be your sun sign as well).
So you are a perfectionist so who seeks love and to be loved, but also wants/are to be uniquely different and want to be respected by it as per the moon sign on the right?






       


       Then there is also the Chinese Zodiac

and Primal animal zodiac.










That's already four different zodiac signs to a name.
(and doesn't your name also have meaning to your personality?)
Then add one up on that. Which of the five elements of the Chinese zodiac are you?

So that's five different aspects to look at as well.

Then apparently you are influenced by your parents zodiac signs as well.
Which kind of makes sense because they bring their own values to the household and you sort of just had to fall into their space of how they live. So it becomes habit and habit makes you also who you are.





Head hurts...

I haven't even detailed the planetary alignments in your natal chart as well.
But that is for an astrologer to draw up for you, but then again... can you really trust someone who could possibly be feeding you horsecrap because you are somewhat oblivious to the astrology facts?

I just go by the live and let live kind of way. There are so many things and aspects that makes a person the way they are and that's the best part. Seeing the person and not associate them with one of the twelve animals or signs from which ever zodiac you choose.

There are some people who primarily base their whole love just on the sun sign of a person, or they try and find a business partner, or even a friend. I mean, my best friends isn't even the ones that is suppose to match my sun sign.

Well... maybe after the long run through of each sign against yours might have you landing up with the perfect zodiac-fitting partner, but now the questions is.... do you like his/her look?
Another thing the signs miss about human preferences.
Or they find the perfect match on paper and zodiac matches, this person is totally your dream girl/guy in terms of intelligence, looks, personality, height, weight (with a totally acceptable weight change in ratio to aging), zodiac sun sign, moon sign, chinese zodiac, your favorite primal animal zodiac, your matching element and you can adjust the list to all the tiny things you can add in mass to this list...
Then it turns out you are totally off from his/her preferences and not a match for them (which would be sad) when you lay down all the facts of internet, astrology charts in black and white. Makes them feel like agreeing to a contract. -_-;

People should just get to know one another by experiences and likes, similarities and differences (attracting differences that is) and of course natural attraction.
For business purposes, find a mutual interest and work ethic partner by actually talking and meeting the partner. Not by assuming how they are tactfully business orientated via zodiac signs.

When you meet someone awesome and after you've established a good ground, wouldn't it be fun then to link the signs and have a laugh at how it fits (or even misfit)? :D
Rather than judging a book by its color.

It might sound like I am totally against the zodiac, kicking and fighting this off with a sharp long spear, but honestly, there was a time I enjoyed reading about horoscopes, still do sometimes as... quite frankly it is still interesting and fun to read, but will I stake my life, love and money on it? I would rather trust my head, heart and gut feeling on that.


Just want to say that I'd rather know a person and their life experiences and truer self than categorizing them into signs,
if I did, my head would have to explode.......

But in truth, I do have 2 core attributes to my sun sign, The meaning of being a Virgo "to serve": Nothing make us happier than feeling appreciate and shown so instead of just saying so. The secret desire of a Virgo is to love and be loved.
Then my Aquarius moon sign I also share an attribute: often think a whole lot different and seek something unique in people.

I am also an Earth Dragon, the most patient Dragon of them all but cross a Dragon and you get a really bad temper. But that doesn´t happen unless a person is really hurt or betrayed, which I think is just being human. ;)
Being a Polar Bear in the Primal animal zodiac... I´m not sure what to say, except that I like polar bears in nature and some people refer to me as a soft bear.... -_-;
haha

A close friend of mine's sun sign is Gemini but they strongly refer to a Virgo attitude with the drive of an Aries.
See how that doesn't make sense if you would only look at the sun sign only? You would have been fooled.

                                                              We do not pity the fools....

But to draw real information about yourself and signs, you need to draw up a Birth Chart and then view how your life is set out. It gives so much more information rather than basing your whole life around your sun sign.

Polar hand puppet asks rhetorically:
What is your opinion on zodiacs?

Happy Friday of 2014!!!

Hello All!!!

And in case I missed wishing you a happy new year, here's something for ya to read!

Which would have ended in a one man party at home with grape juice, ended up in a friend visiting (you know who you are you butter pastry bastard... haha) and we took off into the heart of Cape Town.

Unfortunately I did not have my good camera with me (how daft of me I must admit!) but the memory of the countdown in Long street will always be remembered.

It might not be the best photo...
If you can't see what is going on because of that giant street light stealing (or rather becoming) the spotlight, let me explain.
All the length of Long street was full of people!
Full full full!
There was even a dance off between some dude and a dude who thinks he is a dudette.
I saw a really tall black guy dressed in a cowboy uniform and his necklace had neon lights.
My friend missed him so we tried to follow but the guy was just as good as a ninja in disappearing....

Although... now that I think of it, mister neon cowboy might have been a pimp with pimp-disappearing-tactics.

The Parade Court was booming with a live band and this show could have been seen from many giant "teevees" all around Cape Town city. There was a parade as well sponsored by a very dark fizzy drink (I'm not sure if I mention the name I might be liable for marketing...).
By the way... did you know that this popular dark fizzy drink was originally green?

To back track on the journey of butter pastry guy and myself, we followed the pasta diet.
We went pasta the parade court. Pasta the parade it self. Walked all along Long street and walked pasta all the clubs and bars. Stopped at a fullhouse McDonalds.... and walked pasta that as well.
I was getting hungry as I haven't eaten since lunch time at work and it was already 11 PM.... I didn't want pasta.....
So we bought boeries!!! Awesome it was :D
(For non-SA readers... a boerie is a really awesome hotdog)
Or maybe it tasted divine only as I was very hungry...

Whoops, sidetracked from what was a really awesome Cape Town experience, coming from someone who rarely leaves the house to be amongst many people.
My morning of 2014 (just past 12 the night) began with a random high five from a random dude.
Where ever you are random-guy, thanks. Hope you have a super awesome 2014!

I eventually also gave a random high-five to a really awesome old man with a moustache that doesn't get a fright from anything. Hope you have a awesome new years as well with your wife!

As for the random lady who dished out random hugs... sorry that me and my friend dodge you like super agents. My excuse is that I want the first hug of 2014 from someone I know, and someone special. I do not know what was my friend's excuse. He alone should answer you on that. haha

All in all, it was an awesome experience and I believe something a person should experience at least once.
To hear well over a hundred people (possibly a thousand if your ears are good) doing a count down and yelling HAPPY NEW YEAR!

Afterwards.... be well on your feet to dodge fireworks, champagne from the bar balconies and random hugs, random awkwardly long handshakes of other people that almost clothesline you when you try and walk quickly between the gap... (that happened to my friend. Good thing he is short)
But always say yes to the random high-fives!!!! :D

And most importantly, always get home safe, whether you live near, walk, take the late night minibus taxi back home. Just be safe.

For those people traveling this weekend home, drive and travel safely! :)

The story of Vine

Vine was a fine young lab with flad.
Everywhere he went he let out fig barts and people yelled "that stucking finks! Stop letting off fig barts you futnuck!"

He apologizes and sells them lots of torries. As he turned around he fooms a loud bart.
"Vine, you're a swine!" the yolks felled.

Vine ran into the toods with wears and bid in a hush.
After biding in the hush for hours, Vine realized he may boudly loom out fig barts as much as he wants.

Some bandits tell out the free and dustered out misheartened words, "Vine, you're a swine..." and keeled over.

With fig barts he quickly wook off further in the toods. Vine, feeling disgusted kept in his fig barts for as much as he could until air cubbles boarsed in his veins.
The boarsing cubbles got into his houl feart and Vine got a hucking feart attack.
Lights went out in a gark breen fashion for Vine...

This story does not end as quickly as the wadass bitch of the south saved him from fart hailure.

She sat him upright and not to her surprise Vine foudly larted once more. She knew his swisted tickness and what cure she should give him.
Off the shelf she took mix sonth old opened eggs, sulphur found in the beaty swollocks of a dave cemon, wasabe she got from her scrary toss-eyed friend and a mick soustache from a fugly mat fajor. She concocted the most vile potion in existance. One that flips your insides outside in.

Vine's chocolate starfish puckered up with a fusty rart and she poured the witches-made batch down his thrammy croat
It surnt his inbides and ironed out any rough surfaces within Vine's body. When he wharted he fistled and it didn't fell smoul.
She gave him a sag of beeds from which he can grow scented pasty taters, which should be his new diet.
Vine made it into a fine mash. Damn that tash looks masty!

A year later you can find Vine vonored in his hillage for maying plusic and frooping paganted balm from one instrument...

...crawled out of a gigantic hole of crap! By the way... Happy new year!

Last day of the year and why have I been so quiet for a few months?

It is said "if you do not have anything nice to say, then do not say anything at all".
So was this my case? It is a little half-'n-half.....
People...
the Yin and Yang of them all. Most of my blog tries to inspire people via an odd sense of humor and to maybe broaden their minds a little...
...so why have I stopped doing that on the blog? I slipped and fell into a gigantic hole of disappointing crap!
Covered in it! At least I managed to held my head and breather above it all, but it didn't smell nice. :P

Too bad I didn't have another ones blog to read to make me laugh, so I read my own and I do laugh at it. Does that seem funny?

So what was this gigantic crappy hole about you might think...
Some would speculate drink/drugs etc, etc... no effin way! :D
I'm as clean as a whistle, always have. ;)
My weakness is people, apparently... Such a toxin that is sharper than the wittiest fart, it goes right through your shield of general conscious, seeps deep under your skin and there it festers and moves into your heart.
Now why does that sound so disgusting all of a sudden... didn't mean to. :P

People have their own agendas and would often use someone as a pawn to better their life. These kind of people who knows what they are doing should be shot, carved into little pieces, burnt and then be recycled into firelighters. The (un)kind of people who explicitly acts friendly to numerous people, promises them things that they know makes them happy and then they stab people in the back. I've witnessed these events occur to friends and family too much and it is not like there is a law against this. People just take advantage of another ones good nature.
Earlier in the year (2013) it happened to me, could happen to you, "juss sayin'."
Where oh where is Karma? Oh where oh where can she be?
:P

So to all those hucking forrid nuckfuts out there: Try trying to help someone who needs it, maybe they could return kindness in another way they deem fit. I call that making honest friends. In the end, no one gets hurts and someone gets helped.
Maybe there is even the elated feeling and ego boost. :)
But don't you dare use someone who barely has anything and did more than they could afford. Karma, please bite them in the arse!

2013 was a really really awfully shitty year for me. Hurt bad in the wallet, heart and mind, throughout this past year. What happened in 2013 does not stay in 2013... I feel it changed me somewhat into something I'm not particularly proud of. I don't have that much patience I used to have with people. I'm not as open as I usually were to people. My walls are higher and my portcullis lancers are sharper, but there is enough space for a bunny to hop through still... A particular bunny....
Hope 2014 will be great for you.

But not all is bad, I've learned in this year as well, and one also learn that the older you get, the tougher it is to properly put trust in others, as 2013 suggests.
Maybe some people know why, maybe some are just to dense to see past themselves and not realize they have done others bad. Well... I hope the new year blesses you with compassion and some common intelligence to think past your nose.

There are many other people that had a crap time during 2013 as well. Their life came with their own bumps and cannon blasts.
People who shares the same view on the "dump-year" and sniffed that stifle air, even happy people are happier that 2013 is over!
That goes for all the people I know who I have "interviewed" about their thought on 2013...

I've gotten to know some peeps were the coolest and happy (and party) people I've become to know (O.G's team. You guys rock.)
At least 2014 looks better for all of us.

Don't remember if I mentioned but I have a fantasy story book I'd like to write one day. Procrastination is that horrible aunt that keeps on visiting and wants things, but you don't feel so keen on giving her things. So I guess I'll write the best I can of my life instead... for 2014.
I'd urge all the good people out there to do the same.

2014 will be the year where breaks are given to those who yearns for it and needs it. So make the best of it! Take on opportunities! What's the worst that could happen, hey? Not getting the thing you wanted that you wouldn't have been able to get if you didn't try? :P
Say YES to the things you think about that would be good and your life might change ;)
(Sound like a friggin' Yes-man right there... @_@)

To everyone who deserves the best, the best will come to you in 2014!!!
Much love and respect,
A






*Special warm wishes and the utmost best of luck to a little bunny I know who thinks bunny is alone on an island, but there is a guardian bear near you ;)
(not referring to the furniture shop)

Yell, gather, boot, whoops... there was spider

I heard a yell coming from the living room,
"George!!! There is a Biiiiiiiiiiig SPIDER near where you sit!!!!!!"
(that was my mom yelling at my dad...)

I rushed to see what over exaggerated claim my mom has made to some small creepy looking thing...

I peeked around the corner, mom came rushing towards my room. I stepped into the living room and looked.... looked... HOLY SHIZZLES! That IS a big spider! O_O

I wasn't quick enough to take a snapshot as calling Mr/Mrs spider near for a model photoshoot was the last thing on my mind. But here is a picture of a Rain spider. One that crawled in by our window.







Dad wanted a shoe, not a show, so I went to get him the first one.
Sorry about that Spider... you hanged around too much.

Only when I did some research did I find this spider to be totally harmless. Despite it was about 8 cm big and a 3 cm body! It was the biggest spider I've witnessed inside our home. O_O

These biters can even grow bigger, I read. Becareful, there might be a spider in a corner near you ;)

They are called Rain spiders. Aptly named as they come out (or rather in) just before it will start raining... Keen spider senses there little one.

They sometimes nest indoors, trying to catch little insects, but primarily hunt outside in the dark.
In the day time they might hide behind your alarm system and sleep cuddled up with it's eyes open.
No eye drops, Doctor!

Just another pic of them... though.. I don't quite remember seeing so many "hair" on its legs...
But this is another Rain-spider.
Do note that they stay in Cape Town too. Especially if you have a dense garden like ours.
:D *unimpressed sarcastic smile... *

I've noticed some fugly giant sacks hanging low on the tree when we first moved in here at our current place. We thought it was a Black widow's spider nest. The Garden people removed it, but upon research... those white deflated-soccerball size nests was theirs...





Now... At first my mom thought "what on earth chased this big spider indoors? What scared it!?"

A day later... the below appeared on the inside of the window sill...





...A very tired snail....

Past Week Blof

This past week was very interesting.
Learned things; lived things; noticed things; connected things.... Though my journey is still very far from done. If it will ever reach that point of completion....

So apparently my BP was abnormal... Both the doctor and I was like "(W)ednesday (T)hursday (F)riday, man!? That's weird, yo"
*strike a pose!*

Having to walk almost an hour daily and doing my kung-fu sitting crossed legged on the floor AND eating right (not simutaneously doing kung-fu) makes it really weird for my blood pressure to simply disagree with me on being logical.
(•͡_ •͡;

But maybe the heart isn't meant for logic at all. Maybe family (and the extended "chosen family") isn't meant for logic either. Who said life have to BE logical?

So what have I said so far with the above? Nothing really... :P
It might sound like a good ramble jamble, but nothing I say is for naught. There is strong and lightly put meanings behind it all that I post. ;)

This isn't a normal entry (but who said my previous ones were normal anyhoo?). I call this a "blof" simply because I don't feel like pronouncing the "G" sound.
Why?
'coz ya can't never end the "fffffffffff" sound so long as ya have breath, yo! ;)
Silly... I know (•͡.̮ •͡ )

But through my few days of headache and feeling the blood pumping with a swollen feeling, I do know that I'm still awesome-sauce. ;D

Through all my morbidisms and sometimes overly-done horriflific past experiences, I HAVE NOT changed who I am inside :D
In fact, I've grown wiser.

Don't let pessimism get the better of your life, if it does come by and say "hello", simply greet and take little ol' pessimism and use that mother-, and make it your little bat-itch.

It can always bring out a little clever wit and a sure thumbs up with laughter at it's expense.

The "internal tai-chi" that anyone can do, you just need to be patient with yourself and dontcha be tellin' yourself ya can't!

Because you can!
(•͡.̮ •͡ )

Once you grow and are on comfortable ground, don't find a glove that fits well over your hand but believe in a "glove" that fits well in between your fingers :)

Plants grow slow and plants grow well, only if cared for by a well looked after green thumb.

If the last two paragraphs might not make sense to you reader, here is a "conversion" into normal (but still metaphoric) language:
Take good care of your plant and it will bear beautiful blossoms. ;)

Still confused?
Hehe ;P

Not my problem.....
*shrugs*