Cue Card Confessions - The Wave...

Hey guys and gals, it's been a few days since I spread some verbal carnage in the virtual world, so here I am :D. Well actually I wanted to present a lil' bit of a special sum'n I'm working on, well the title of this post pretty much is the title of this new project I'm embarking on. People who know me know my tendency to go crazy in the head space with things I think of. I guess this is just my brain's way of saying it ain't happy with the stimulation it receives. None the less, it's been a stressful and crazy few weeks...I'd go into details about it, but, if I do then I might say a lot of unparliamentry things that I could've avoided saying....it sucks when you're your own censor board...you kinda sorta bleep everything...*sigh, smacks head*....None the less this new project in a way is a challenge for me, since I have a habit of writing long ass poems, so this in a way is a way for me was challenging. My inspiration was my lil' stack of cue cards, that at the moment is kinda sorta scattered all over the place. If anything I hope this is something that grows at least for a little bit, I don't envision much but it's fun when you think of a project and go with the flow and see how far you can go with it. Feedback of any form, shape, size and format is greatly appreciated so go crazy and leave a lil' sum'n in that comments section down below folks, if nething I can give you plenty of virtual cookies :P. Here goes nothing :)....enjoy!

Installment #1 - The Wave

I sit here,

In my corner,

In my place,

Questioning

Oh unanswerable
fate.

Pondering life’s

Twists and turns
off late.

Pens and pencils,

At the ready,

To rewrite,

Re-draw,

All and everything,

On a clean slate.

Whispers and words
Of encouragement,

Making their way;

Ever so gently…

Like soft, lapping
waves,

Amidst the turbulent
undercurrent,

Of despair and hurt,

Residing and
rampaging,

The ground beneath
My feet.

Hold up…hold on…

They say.

Giving up, letting down,

Ain’t the way,

They say.

Let me be your anchor,

Your buoy, they say;

Take my hand!

They say,

Akin to a plea…

A prayer.

Follow my lead,

They say;

Let’s swim ashore,

They say.

A'ite peepz, time for me to go crack the akademia nut, hope all is well with all of you. Wishing all you awesome people only the very best that there is 'cuz you guys deserve it. A'ite I'm off to not only crack the akademia nut but to ponder my next problem....replacement headphones....I HATE it when my headphones die their miserable death...sigh oh well, out with the old in with the new. Must find a way to maintain the peace and equilibrium quotient I oh so selfishly gain from my muzeeekkk!! Right well then kids, I'm off, have a fantastic week and weekend and g'luck for any upcoming Herculean tasks coming your way!

Flickerin' Slivers

A'ite lets see what I have for you kids today, lets just say the major areas involve comeex, thoughts and tv shows . Right so lets get this started before I lose myself in a prologue to set the stage for this whole thing.

I hope things are going well with ya'll, if not well I'll say the one thing that's said to me often...things will get b8r and just watch out for the silver lining, though technically silver is a lil' over-rated, if you really want a lining aim for platinum, more value for your shares n stocks and all that financial mumbo jumbo that I'm not at all familiar with. See usually when things reach a whirlwind phase in my life there's always something that comes out at that exact moment...it could be an album from a fav group, a movie by a fav actor or even a book or I guess any work of art that makes you feel like there's something out there that captures and understands exactly what you're going through and if anything it "seems" like a sure fire sign from the Universe that you and your trials and tribulations are being watched, monitored and observed and you don't necessarily have to go through it by yourself. Well to be honest I see it as the Universe or whatever you want to call things around you...trying to connect with you, trying to gauge what exactly you're going through and giving you something to turn to and a voice that can express the exact sentiments coursing through your veins, body and mind. It's like all that's imploding, accumulating/aggregating within suddenly found a way to expend itself and suddenly found the "green light" to go on and spread itself in that mysterious ether that's out there. 

With that being said and the friendliness of the ether being spread here's me going back to the main point. So back in 2003 when things weren't looking all that great for me, it may seem trivial now, but back then it was a pretty big deal and the repercussions still make their presence known time and again. But yeah back in 2003 when things were headed for a good ol' downward spiral and it just seemed like I was flailing and thrashing in the dark with absolutely no chance of seeing even a sliver of light and with a very very good chance of drowning in that darkness I found inspiration in the most unconventional source. Growing up was for lack of a better word, interesting, for most parts...I spent most of my childhood as a loner, I guess I wasn't the "cool" kid everyone wanted to spend every second with, which I was fine with back then too haha. But yes, the point being, right from the time I was a kid I found other things to ease and appease my turmoils, the 2 things that NEVER left my side and that I knew I could count on were music and writing. Though the writing bug kinda kicked in when I was in Grade 5 or 6...but creative expression was always something that I could lose myself in. I guess that's what some people tag as daydreaming :P, but hey think about it, without dreams who are we really? And more importantly where would we be if it weren't for dreams? So...in '03 this movie "Kal Ho Naa Ho" came out, and for those of you who know me you might chalk it up to me being a super mega huge fan of Shahrukh Khan, sure that's a reason but there was just something in there that clicked, registered and locked itself within, maybe it was the music, maybe it was the time the flick came out, maybe it was the story. But there definitely was something that resonated within and probably was the something I needed to get my mental gears and myself back on track and to keep fighting the uphill fight to get back to the top of that mountain that was determined to see me fall. Sure it seems like something you'd laugh yourself silly or snort yourself away saying "Psht, so a movie changed your life? A bunch of song, dance and melodramatic sequences is what you needed?" Well that's not entirely true, it was a contributing factor, though the major credit goes to some of the most amazing people I met during that time as well as people with whom bonds just further solidified and has grown into perhaps the strongest bonds one can think of. It's almost like the key made out of dwarf star matter that Superman has for his 'Fortress of Solitude' :P...hey it's not my fault I decided to revisit the 'All Star Superman' animated flick haha.

But going back to what I was saying, things have been a little shitty...actually wait that's an understatement...they've been quite frustrating, flummoxing, annoying and aggravating and I'm ready to reorganize a few nasal structures on a few people. But, there's no point in saying any of that 'cuz I'm not gonna act on it, considering how I prefer peace and tranquility over reorganization of structures that can get quite messy. Anyhow while on my downward spiral my brain was kind enough to send memory flashes of me reading the "WONK" series, that's right...WONK...as in World Of New Krypton and so I decided I'd have a lil' bit of an indulgence and finish reading up the series. I'm not sure what people's sentiments 'bout this series are, but, I enjoyed it...maybe 'cuz it was a break from the monotonous and tedious life I lead at the moment, and a lil' bit of colour, dialogue, action and a storyline is what I needed to add that spice to my life :P. But all said and done, I enjoyed the series and the entirety of the story. It's a concept that has been touched on before, and you see a bit of it in the Dean Cain, Teri Hatcher "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman" series, I guess more so twoards the end of Season 3/beginning of Season 4. However that being said, the follow-up Superman solo series titled "Grounded" is one that I'm having an absolute blast reading. This series resonates with my initial statements and sentiments 'bout finding that one thing that just clicks with you and understands you best during certain moments of your life. I guess I found something to keep my footing and keep me grounded with the "Grounded" series, and I know for a fact that this is one of those issues/series that's going on my collector's shelf. It's such a simple premise but every simple problem is layered in complexities that we either see or we miss out on 'cuz we're so caught up in trying to wrap our heads around things that we miss out on finer details. Sometimes the best way to solve the worst problems is to go right back to the very start and approach it with a Tabula Rasa mentality...go right back to the beginning and start it up all over again, and you will definitely see things that you missed out on the first time around. It's all part of the growing and learning process to be honest, sometimes it just really sucks, but we aren't exactly given a choice in the matter are we?

Well peepz time I guess that's it for now, seeing how it's time for me to take off, but I do hope all is going well for all of ya'll. This post was s'posed to be longer but to be honest I don't really remember what I was gonna write for the rest of the post or where my train of thought was headed :P, the price I pay for not finishing up posts the day I start 'em *tsk tsk*. Oh well, end of the day sum'n is b8r than nothing :P and I do have valid reasons to get sidetracked, it's called...Akademia...Take care and keep 'em spirits bolstered, if not find your fix to keep 'em bolstered :).

Checkpoints...Checkmate?

Well I was feeling a tad bit checkerish...so sue me! Actually hold on to that thought..don't sue me just yet, I'm not sure I can conjure them funds outta the ether just yet. All that alchemy and magick training are only in their initial stages....so when it's time for me to graduate I shall send out a public msg and then you can all get in line to do sue away to glory and beyond!

Anyhoo, moving along...It's funny indeed...lately I've been reading msgs about success and *Phew did it* and *AAAAHHHHH finally done* and lots of reflections & revelations about the long road to success and all that warm, sappy, hallmarky stuff where the predominant feature has been aah there's no point in looking to the past and the future is what it's all about. Not to sound like the buzz kill at the party, but without the shadows of the past licking away like an icy cold chill creeping into your bones every once in a while to remind you of things both done and undone how exactly do you think the future is gonna give you your road signs to get there? Your past doesn't decide your future, that's for sure, I mean hell if it did then I'd be beyond help at the moment...regardless of how awesome or traumatic your past was, it counts in every single way towards making you the person you become. There's this whole adage 'bout never forgetting your roots, what I take from that is never forget where you started from....'cuz you never know when the dice rolls yet again and things change just like that in the blink of an eye and with the snap of a finger....though to be honest that's something I can see happening to me more than the rest of the people I know lol. Must be an inter-life collective debt repayment program :P. Dammit and here I thought with every new life matrix I'm popped into I could just hit the reset button and start out on a clean slate....so much for that theory huh? Reminds me of my student loans, they just can't stop collecting lol, even if there's nothing in my account and then the bank charges me for having no funds and being overdrawn....gah!!! I'm a'ready bankrupt and I've still got miles/kms to go before I walk outta those school hallways, regardless of the avataar of akademia I'm dealing with.

That being said, Congratulations!!!, to all you people heading up to the next phase of your journey...your destination and goal is a very noble one and I hope you all stay true to what that goal embodies and means. The path you're on ain't no joke, so if you're getting your kicks outta this 'cuz of all the wrong reasons then just brace yourself for impact some time either in the here and now or some time in the not so distant future, 'cuz the future comes racing towards you and before you know it what you thought would be eons away is presto holy count of monte cristo right there in front of ya! Sure I could give you a sermon on rising and falling but honestly there isn't anything more for me to say that you don't a'ready know. and if I say anything more 'bout rising and falling I might as well become the High Priestess of Feenixism. But I will say one thing, regardless of what goals and dreams you're trying to achieve...since most of 'em stem from the heart and are the sparks that fuel that hungry fire of passion within you....try not to crush someone else's dreams, hopes and aspirations in the process of getting to yours. The effect of crushing one's dreams is immeasurable, it's a deed so dastardly that unfortunately most people don't realize it until they're told about it or they're in a situation that they could've avoided. Dreams give us visions, gives us the tenacity to push ourselves just a lil' harder, just a step closer, nobody has the right to take yours away from you....and if they do then nobody and no force on this planet should stop you from chasing your dreams down....unless it involves fascism and global dictatorship and domination in which case hell yeah I'm joining whoever is trying to stop you haha. But under normal, non apocalyptic scenarios go as far as you have to and as long as you have to to get to where you've always seen yourself at. Start every new phase of the journey of your life with a clean slate, we all need to hit our own internal reset buttons every once in a while....we owe it to ourselves to view the world we live in with a renewed sense of clarity and purpose whenever we can. Sometimes the smallest freshest perspective can lead to gigantic leaps for many of us, so don't hesitate if you have to take a few steps back 'cuz that just means you're gonna jump 'bout 20 steps ahead!

A'ite well that's it from me for now, next time or some time soon when I actually get some time to sit down and write my soul away, perhaps a few season finale reviews? Or just a few show shoutouts! Hope all is going well with everyone, if not either hang in there or break the hell outta something. Once you're done doing that get yourself a nice big teddy bear to hug and a box of chocolates or take out to celebrate....celebrations work for both successes and failures. Apparently celebrating your failures is just as much fun as celebrating your successes, keeps you level headed and all of that. Besides, there's no greater trait in the world than having a good laugh at yourself, it sorta increases your tolerance to handle criticism and lets you get off of your high horse just a tad bit more gracefully instead of plopping right on to yer face. Cheers fer now peepz and have an awesome week/weekend ahead!

 

Ps:  I just got my hands on Tintin comeex so guess who's over the moon right now and all excited and fired up to read those :D...that's right me!! As well as some Superman comeex, there's nothing greater in the world than letting your imagination run wild and free and having the experience of a lifetime. Gotta luv 'em comeex!!!

To say this week has been one with quite a few amusing occurences is anything short of amusing....Lets see while I was trying to jam pack my overly packed brain with yet more information

But strangeness and absurdity aside, moments of reflection are often our strongest moments and at times our most defining moments. In my case neither fits the bill today, but I did have a very interesting time reminiscing about High School and just the entire experience. High School was an exciting time for me, well I'd love to generalize and say school was an absolute awesome-tastic train ride...and while that may be true at times, it doesn't bring about the same level of excitement or nostalgia as High School does fer me. It probably is because HS

To say this week has been one with quite a few amusing occurences is anything short of amusing....Lets see while I was trying to jam pack my overly packed brain with yet more information

But strangeness and absurdity aside, moments of reflection are often our strongest moments and at times our most defining moments. In my case neither fits the bill today, but I did have a very interesting time reminiscing about High School and just the entire experience. High School was an exciting time for me, well I'd love to generalize and say school was an absolute awesome-tastic train ride...and while that may be true at times, it doesn't bring about the same level of excitement or nostalgia as High School does fer me. It probably is because HS

To say this week has been one with quite a few amusing occurences is anything short of amusing....Lets see while I was trying to jam pack my overly packed brain with yet more information

But strangeness and absurdity aside, moments of reflection are often our strongest moments and at times our most defining moments. In my case neither fits the bill today, but I did have a very interesting time reminiscing about High School and just the entire experience. High School was an exciting time for me, well I'd love to generalize and say school was an absolute awesome-tastic train ride...and while that may be true at times, it doesn't bring about the same level of excitement or nostalgia as High School does fer me. It probably is because HS

To say this week has been one with quite a few amusing occurences is anything short of amusing....Lets see while I was trying to jam pack my overly packed brain with yet more information

But strangeness and absurdity aside, moments of reflection are often our strongest moments and at times our most defining moments. In my case neither fits the bill today, but I did have a very interesting time reminiscing about High School and just the entire experience. High School was an exciting time for me, well I'd love to generalize and say school was an absolute awesome-tastic train ride...and while that may be true at times, it doesn't bring about the same level of excitement or nostalgia as High School does fer me. It probably is because HS

To say this week has been one with quite a few amusing occurences is anything short of amusing....Lets see while I was trying to jam pack my overly packed brain with yet more information

Mama Mia!

Ma, Mama, Mommy, Mum, Amma, Mumsy, Mummy, Madre, Ammi...so many words for the one true amazing creation of God...yes Dad's Incorporated I hear you exclaiming and crying out WHAT?! What about us?...Sorry...mums kinda take that first place, but you guys are right after :)...I mean c'mon you guys a'ready know you're amazing so you don't need verbal affirmations and confirmations :D...the maternal gang likes the verbal and non verbal appreciation a little more. But don't worry Dad squad...all of ya'll dads out there are our Superheroes and that title is irreplaceable and ain't sum'n that can be taken away from you by anybody. So just keep being that awesome superhero you are, besides, that's why there's Father's Day!

I'm not one to go in for the whole commercial aspect of things, for instance there's that annoying day in February when everything turns red outta nowhere and there's a flurry of activity in the chocolate aisle, jewelry stores, florists and wat not...ya know that annoying day called Valentine's Day...Now I'm sure when V day was first celebrated it had quite the sentimental or emotional side to it, then it became and over-commercialized Hallmark card moment, which in my humble opinion really does kill the significance of the whole celebrate love thing. Call me bitter or someone with a severe case of sour grapes, but that is one holiday/occasion/nonsensical day that really annoys me...anyhoo I do digress from the actual point. Mother's Day while it is an overly commercialized holiday/celebration these days, it's actually one that I look forward to. While my mother does love to say "Eh there's nothing special about Mother's Day it's just another day"...deep deep down in there I know she likes the minimal amount of spoilage and pampering she gets from us. It's minimal because a) Mom has restrictions as far as celebrations are concerned and b) it's kinda hard to figure out just what she would like for Mommy's Day...it's one of those trick questions and scenarios you find yourself in many a time in life. I know that's one day Dad breathes a little easier 'cuz he doesn't have to crack his nut to figure out what it is that Mom would LOVE as a present and he also knows he won't be grilled as much if he forgets 'cuz he's got us 2 offsprings to blame :P...Though chances of him forgetting are very slim 'cuz hey you're reminded of the day by practically anything and everything, from radio stations to TV ads to flyers and banners up at stores for major Mother's Day exclusive events and sales and what not.

Usually I try doing something different or something with the limited skill sets I have for my mumsy...in fact I remember this one time back in High School I wrote a poem for her and I showed a teacher or 2 of mine to see what they had to say, yes I love feedback it makes my day so much b8r and brighter *hint hint, nudge nudge*, and they sorta kinda got teary eyed I guess...or I had something in my eye momentarily that got my vision all fuzzy...none the less I gave the poem to my lovely mother and in not so many words she loved it. So when Day of the Mother rolled around the following year, I wrote up another poem and gave it to her and lo and behold this was her reaction..."Hmmm...I liked last year's poem more than this year's." Now there I was mighty pleased with myself as to what it was that I made for her and I think her response kinda blind-sided me...my reaction was more or less "Erm...that's great? But unfortunately, this is what you're getting this year. Sorry it's non refundable and irreplaceable at the moment, please try again next year." :P...now that was when I realized that if you have a wicked ass talent, okay maybe not wicked ass but hey there are some very gifted and talented people out there with their strongest skill sets, and you decide to use it to make something or create something for your mumsy, make sure you change it up a little every year. For instance, if you're an evil mastermind hell bent on taking over the world, and you're just starting out perhaps you should start with a jewelry store heist and give your Mama something from there the first time around, then next time hit a Bank...that way each year she knows there's some progress going on :P. Or if you're like other normal people and you're gifted in the Arts & Crafts department and if you happened to make sum'n involving the crazy ninja skills of Origami this year, then make sure you switch it up next year, paint something or do a glass painting or a tile painting...and that's about the extent of my knowledge about things in the Art world. I've never been one to possess much skills in that department, ask my mum and broda, I'm suer they'll definitely help clarify things and perhaps pitch in an extra unnecessary story or two. The price of clarification *sigh*.

None the less, this post isn't supposed to be the length of the Amazon River, but this is just an appreciation shout out to all you amazing mums out there. Clearly as ppl on here have seen my fb status, I EXCEL in the cheesiness and corny-ness of my lines :D, but I don't care, I mean every single word of those corny lines of mine. Let's face it, moms are amazing, and I'm truly blessed to have an uber cool, kickass, awesomely amazing mother :). Though sometimes it can be questionable as to who says the motherly things in our family, we do indulge in role reversals in our family...it's great, usually I'm the target that everyone sets out to scandalize...*sigh* being the youngest means NEVER catching a break. It's easy to take things for granted ya know? And it's very easy to take your parents for granted, you never really know just how much they do until you're in their position, and it always leaves you amazed and stunned with just how much ease and poise they pull things off...well it makes my heart all warm and fuzzy like hot chocolate with marshmallows :D. So if you haven't had the time yet to wish your mums just go give her the biggest bear hug you can probably muster and tell her you love her :)...even though mums like to state they don't really care either which way Mother's Day goes, it does matter to them and it does count for your love and appreciation to show itself every once in a while :). Which is also not to say that just because it is/was Mother's Day that you just make her feel all sorts of appreciated on that given day...like I said it helps when you keep changing things up...every few weeks do something completely unanticipated, send her to a spa...well if you're in a position to let her go on a shopping spree with a credit card then you let her do that lol, or if it's just one of those "Mum go put yer feet up, I got dinner tonight" scenarios she would appreciate it, unless you're the kinda chef who needs a fire extinguisher on stand by and the next best thing is to order pizza then hey you do that too lol. Maybe she might complain 'bout all the calories and weight gained 'cuz of that pizza later on, but hey the day off from the kitchen is definitely greatly appreciated lol. Yes I'm one of those kids from the camp that likes to say Mother's Day is everyday, my brother on the other hand says that when mom corners him with "Hmph you didn't even wish me" to which he gives her that ultimate look of innocence tossed in with puppy dog eyes and a devilish smirk...usually that ends up with him getting a head slap...which is entertaining to watch :P. I'm telling you people, my family is equivalent to a live action/live telecast version of Cartoon Network...we are Fun Unlimited, well minus the few outbursts here and there which usually resolves itself in yet another comical way. 

A'ite boys and girls, you guys take care of yourselves, go give your mamas some love and appreciation and give yer good ol' dads a nice big hug as well just so they don't feel left out haha, though they might think you have other reasons why you're giving them a hug....such as a) borrowing the car, b) moolah, c) allowance raise perhaps, d) getting new gadgets and toys....just to name a few things :P. Well that's it for now from me, I hope you guys had a fantabulous weekend and here's hoping you all have a fantastical week ahead!

Song(s) of the Day:

Song: Mama
Artist/Band: Spice Girls
Album: Spice
Release Date: March 3, Circa 1997

Song: Mother of Mine
Singer: Neil Reid, well there's a certain bit of uncertainty, and I have no idea what album this is from...FYI
Release Date: Circa 1972

I must add this song mentioned above was a complete blast from the past moment, my mom LOVED listening to this song when I was 'bout 5 or 6 I think, and it used to be on the same audio cassette that had a couple other songs that we all loved singing to, such as "How much is that doggy in the window?" Haha good times.

M Waves

No I'm not exploring the deep dark corners or facets of Physics...not because I don't want to...but probably because if I did then Newton, Einstein, Galileo, Copernicus, Faraday and Planck...to name a few would probably form a United Front, rise from their graves and hunt me down just to kick my ass. With that being said though...there is always madness yet immense meaning to my subjects...narcissistic much? Eh well I observe and learn from the best narcissists that I know...considering how I do know quite a few of 'em...perhaps it's a sign for me to turn all narcissisticy too eh? Oh right and by M waves I meant Mind waves lol, just so we're all on the same page here...and I guess you'll find out why in probably the next few lines/paragraphs and wat not...and no I'm not on any recreational substances that would elicit such thoughts...I think if I did go on these recreational substances they'd have the opposite effect on me...mine's all naturale...I was born this way people! :D...okay though I'm not sure how those around me deal with it precisely lol. Guess you're gonna have to ask 'em eh?

Now...moving along to more important things....the previous post per-se was started when things weren't exactly looking too much on the up and up of things. I couldn't exactly finish constructing my thought train due to technical difficulties as posed by the 'Emotional Railways'...damn you limbic system...damn you. None the less, this post is also to make a quick correction with regards to some information I posted on my previous post. I was under the assumption that the series finale of Smallville would be happening this Friday, as in today, however, the scintillating, exciting, rivetting 2 hour grand finale is happening next week. Though I must say Mr. Tom Welling is one handsome bloke! Okay I lie, he transcends hotness and handsome, so I'm not sure where exactly that puts him but man oh man...and when he's all suited up I think I have a swoon *whoosh* *thud* effect haha. So yes, apologies one and all with the mis-information w.r.t Smallville. 

So while I was indulging in the simple complexity of domesticity today vis a vis washing dishes and cleaning up, I had a very random thought. Now hear me out, I do think it's a very valid thought...I think we're all connected in more ways than we can imagine...I think there might actually be a frequency wherein we can tune into each other's thoughts. It might sound ridonculous, but think about it! You know how we have if not claim that whole ESP which might I add he got from the spider> thing when a friend we're thinking of calls us or arrives outta the blue or we get an email or a letter from someone we sit down to send an email to or we sit and ponder going "Hmmm ya know what it's been a while since I heard from him/her and I really miss them." and *BAM* 'You have mail!' I mean what if these aren't just coincidences? What if there's a possibility that our subconscious has actually devised a way to communicate with each other without our knowledge...what if there's a frequency that our minds are attuned to/respond to? I mean it may have been a very crucial thing that we as Homo Sapiens used oh so many many millenia ago, but what if it is something that played a role in our survival? There's research and information w.r.t twin's and their form of communication regardless of how far away they are or how close they are...they're probably more attuned to it probably because of the genetic similarity...but what if it's just something that's been dormant in the rest of us? I mean think about it, it's not like it's something we have to use in this time or age, what with the advent of phones and other devices and technological wonders that just make this whole communicating thing more easier? It is common knowledge that it is the complexity of our brain that separates us from animals and classifies as higher functioning organisms. Can you just imagine the possibilities of the human mind? Okay besides all these telecomm giants suffering from excruciatingly huge losses if this mental frequency and form of communication is ever tapped into...just imagine the possibilities :D....Heck I have more questions, do we all have our own individual frequencies that only very few people can access? Would this access depend on a genetic correlation or genetic key? Or would it have to be a syncing up of frequencies between people to create a unique frequency that isn't exactly accessible to anybody else? Now there's some food for thought if one ever had any...

For those of you pondering/wonderin' "WTF?! More regular blog activity/postage now than there has been in the last few months?! :O" all I have to say is I'm having the worry bugs. Instead of reaching for any potentially toxic substances, which eventually lead to your brain getting all screwed up and your neurons getting far worse than what they were to the point they degenerate and get shortened and all, which subsequently leads to neurodegenerative disorders (like Alzheimers or Parkinson's) or leads to other funky things like an absolute and complete psychotic breakdown....lets just say I'm back on here as a regular feature to ensure the safety of my limited bursts of sanity in an utterly insane world and at an absolutely insane time. And...I also have an incessant need to hurl words into virtual space. And...I'm also trying not to cave into my body and mind's ginormous craving for all things wonderfully chocolatey....trust me it's the only sweet thing around here, the people not so much lol. It's as if the peepz had the 99% dark chocolate deal with a shot of really bitter and strong black tea, since coffee isn't exactly the main beverage out here and all, but just think of the most bitter and strongest thing you've ever had that sent you going "zoinkers" and literally had your eyeballs popping right outta yer sockets and rolling back in all in the matter of a few seconds....now that's what I'm talking about. A'ite chumps, well time for me to get going, hopefully I'll be able to post something up later today, this was supposed to be up and outta here yesterday but due to some brainular technical difficulties things didn't go as planned...well I hope things are going well fer ya'll and good luck with things!

Popcorn Cells

Well here's a lil' bit of  a factoid before proceeding on to upcoming proceedings. Popcorn cells are characteristic cell types/features seen in a form of Hodgkin's Lymphoma well to be more precise for the sake of Science and Medicine, Nodular Lymphocyte Predominant Hodgkin's lymphoma. For further details please contact your nearest health-care professional or oncologist or hit up wikipedia...the place where most quests of curiosity are fulfilled...key word being most. Now however, if you wanna just type up random shyte that does not exist I don't think you're gonna find an answer just yet.

I could really do with some popcorn, hell that reminds me I need to go check out Thor while I can, perhaps Thor wielding mighty Mjollonir and causing some damage might just help ease away some of the frustration and angst...yeah they're actually the trending topics on my list of trending topics if I was twitter...but I guess praise the Lord that I'm not twitter, neither am I an ickle blue bird nor am I a social networking thingymajigg that probably has a limited lifespan until the next big thing appears out there. Social networking is a big booming industry all by itself, I mean c'mon let's be honest with each other, everyone or at least almost everyone wants to know what the heck is going on in everybody else's life despite all the denial. It's the best way to keep up, spread and create juicy gossip and spicy rumours...well the adjectives seem good enough to use in a menu I agree, it's probably 'cuz I'm craving some spicy ass fish curry and I would say juicy steak but I'm not much of a steak person so let's just hypothesize it's a craving for steak. Some people are just natural social butterflies and so don't mind expanding their social networks to one that includes a ginormous amount of people. Then there's the other bit of the population that isn't necessarily as overt with their need for a huge network, but the reason they're even on the social networking scene is usually "So that I can keep in touch with my friends and see what's going on with their lives." Anyhoo I'm not quite sure where the whole social networking discussion part came up from, but, lets just say I'm gonna leave it on that note. There's nothing more to contribute or comment about w.r.t it.

Ya know I wanted to sit and bitch about the injustice of having no scruples, morals or ethics and go on about the cut-throat nature and extreme competitive nature that people possess, and comment on perhaps just how far people will go and just how low they will go to turn someone else's world upside down just to get where they want to. But it feels like a moot point and discussion to bring up, 'cuz face it you guys aren't exactly daft enough to think that this sorta stuff doesn't exist. It's funny and sad that the underhanded and ugly side of our natures are highlighted more often than the side of us that makes a difference and actually does do some sorta good. I guess we're programmed to pick out flaws faster than appreciating the finer aspects of people...at the same time I don't blame people for being the way they are either. We spend as much time analyzing, figuring and appreciating people as we do appraising, admiring and oggling o'er a pair of shoes or that really cute bag you saw that you just had to get or those hot pair of shades that just added more structure and personality to your face. We really are a popcorn generation, 'cuz the amount of time we spend to get to know a person is literally equivalent to the amount of time it takes to pop some popcorn into a bag with all that cholesterolly goodness of butter and what have you. But end of the day the popcorn is the highlight of your day until you're done with it, then time to move on and find something else to capture your attention, craving and fancy.

Ooh this does however bring to me a very interesting yet annoying topic at hand...the fickle friend :D. Those of you who know me long enough know how much I hate that category of 'Turncoat friends'...ya know the ones who choose to walk the path best suited their moods and needs at that given point in time. The friends who decide to have heart to hearts with you when it best suits them and their situation 'cuz nobody else actually gives a rat's arse? But what they don't realize is neither do I, but the only reason I listen is 'cuz I can and choose to and really I have no compunction to....Anyway that aside, what's worse is when you're constantly reminded of being I dunno the bestest shoulder to lean on and cry on and given all that other crap about how you're one of the few ppl who know them inside-out. Yeah well sweetheart nobody ever knows anybody inside out and if they say they do it's an absolute and complete lie. Nothing in this world is absolute, and never fall for multiple choice answers that deal only absolutes. None the less, going back to them pesky leeches...well it would be an insult calling them leeches what with leeches being used in the past for medicinal purposes and all, just kinda kills their entire healing and medical nature...but going back to those imbeciles...worst part is when you're the #1 ear to turn to, to sit and listen to constant whining and bitching, but when it's your turn to do so all of a sudden lunch, dinner, tea time, errands and chores come up. I know I'm a boring person but c'mon chumps you gotta gimme some credit, at least be straight with me and say 'Look I dunno what to say in response to what's worrying you or I can't exactly relate to what you're going through...'...I'm not exactly gonna erupt like a volcano and bust out some old cheesy Hindi movie dialogues sans the mega emotional instrumental accompaniments, I can take care of myself ya know, I wasn't exactly dropped down to planet Earth yesterday, hell I've been taking care of myself for quite a while, I can handle it lol. Just don't gimme all this cockamie, I don't appreciate it, plain and simple. Oh and the best part with them bleeding turncoats is wen things start looking up for 'em and things get b8r, all of a sudden it's yeah sorry no time to talk in the middle of this and that, having the time of my life, lovin' the good good life and then bitching 'bout how much they love the good good life, and really all you need is perhaps 2 minutes of their time to just ya know blow some steam? But then there's time to do bullshit with other people and publicly announce it pretty much anywhere and everywhere there's an opportunity to do so. Ya know you console yourself saying 'Yeah ya know wat, they'll learn or figure it out some day'..yeah perhaps after you've exited stage left on that huge stage called life or until you just exit their life/social scene altogether. It's surprising the things you miss when you're benched and things and life pass you by.

Ooh do I sound like a whiner now? Well...good! 'bout damn fucking time 'en it? That's it, I'm about ready to go build me my 'Fortress of Solitude', only things it'll be missing are the Jor-El holograms and that chamber/area for all things Krypton. Anyhooo...speaking of the family of El and the Fortress of Solitude and all that good stuff, the Season Finale of Smallville airs this Friday folks, so those of you who love the show, or have kept up with it make sure you catch that finale! It's gonna be epic!!! :D...Part of me is excited and another part of me is just kinda sad, I mean now I'm gonna have to wait for a while to get a tele/movie Superman fix...sigh...but!!! There's always comeex!! Which reminds me I'm uber excited to read Action #900, just gonna have to put a day aside to get down to reading it :). Most definitely getting it to add to my budding little library, despite popular demand for electronic books and what have you I actually do enjoy buying my books and reading the actual physical copies. There's just something so magical, otherworldly, ethereal and indescribable about the act of curling up in a chair and getting lost in a world of fiction or non fiction depending on what your tastes are. It's one of the most liberating feelings in the world to be honest.

A'ite kids, well I think I may have exceeded my usual word limit, so I'm gonna push off from here...time to get back to the books and get my brain and soul walloped. But...before I take your leave, I just wanted to say, this has been a very significant News week, I mean we had the Royal Wedding last Friday, followed by Osama Bin freakin' Laden finally getting what he deserved, followed by election results in Cannuckville. It took them long enough to find Bin Laden, and lets hope 05/02 is remembered with as much fervour as 9/11...that piece of crap of an excuse of a human being was responsible for the unwarranted and unnecessary deaths of sooo many people, the deaths he caused blurred lines between religion, politics and basic human nature. Nobody has the right and nobody should have the audacity to point their fingers at any particular section of people and say haha you got what you deserved, 'cuz you know what...nobody deserved what they got due to that man's actions and due to the repercussions of his actions. I know his death won't heal the big gaping wounds nor the empty spaces and empty faces...but I do hope it brings some amount of closure to the families that lost so much on that fateful day almost 10 years ago .

Well folks, you take care of yourselves and I hope everything is going well for each and every one of ya'll. If not hang in there, things happen for a reason and if it's meant to be it will pan out, otherwise you make sure you make it pan out.

Song(s) of the Day:

Song: Sympathy for the Devil (The Neptunes Remix) 

Artist/Band: The Rolling Stones
Album: Beggars Banquet
Release Date: December 6, Circa 1968

Song: All We Are
Artist/Band: OneRepublic
Album: Dreaming Out Loud
Release Date: November 20, Circa 2007

Ps: Dammit now I want some popcorn...nice work working up a craving huh?