Sunday, October 29, 2006




She told me that they had had something divine together. They had loved one another like they had never experienced before. The last time they had met, they made love under the stars at their special place. Then he disappeared. He couldn't live with the pain of his lost soul anymore. He couldn't live with the fact that he felt he was a burden on everyone he knew. Even love wasn't enough to save him. Some time later the police found him at the same, special place where she had been with him the last time. But then it was too late. He had left this world for good.

I feel so much for you, my friend. I wish there was something I could do to relieve you from your massive sorrow. Nothing can ever be compared to loosing the most important you have, it's just plain impossible to grasp. You're in my thoughts and I cry for you.

Thursday, October 26, 2006

Weather forecast: Wet Wetter Wettest




Rain in the morning
Rain in the evening
Rain in the night

Drip
Drop
Drop
Drip

The sun has rained away

I need an umbrella

Sunday, October 22, 2006

Inspiration VI




Evening.

Your quest has come to an end. You have the egg, and nothing is going to stop you from opening it. All the way you have followed your instincts, gotten yourself into difficult situations, but you have also managed to get yourself out of them.

Struggling a bit to find out how the opening mechanism works, you finally get it right. The egg is unlocked. It only remains to lift the upper part up. Are you ready to see what it contains? Off course, you are. Silly question.

You open it slowly, and as you do, you notice a bright yellow light coming out. And then the secret is revealed. It's so much more than you had ever dared hope for. If not being the answer to your life or to your dreams, it certainly comes close. You've been looking so long for this. Your morning adventures have truly paid out. You feel rich. You feel honoured. You feel awed.

There, inside the egg, lies one single, golden leaf. And only you know why this leaf is so special to you.

THE END

Thursday, October 19, 2006

Inspiration V




Early afternoon.

Running away as fast as you can from that dreaded house, you finally run out of breath. Frost mist is coming out of your mouth, and you feel it might begin to snow. You find a bench and sit down. Looking down on your leg, you see that you are unhurt. The crocodile must have got hold of one of the wooden bench-legs inside the building and missed yours. Calming down with the egg on your side, you let the soothing effect of trees take you away. Coming back to reality some time later, you realize you need to make a new decision.

Should you open the egg? You are well aware now that it might be a new Pandoras box. Should you throw the egg away and go have a drink at the nearest pub and forget about everything that has happened this morning, assuming that you actually are capable of forgetting? Or should you simply keep the egg, without opening it?

Sunday, October 15, 2006

Inspiration IV




A few minutes past midday.

Time seems to have frozen like water-puddles in December. For all you know, you might have been inside the abandoned building for days. Without a doubt you've put yourself in a difficult situation. Did you actually think? Had you anticipated consequences of a nature this delicate? Or had you just followed your childish curiosity and urges of me-me-me-me? The egg is still glimmering.

Belated wisdom never does any good, so you need to deal with the things as they are. You've gotten yourself into this, so you're the only one that can get you out.

Let's take a look at the options you did not choose. Although you'd never know in real life how your life would have turned out if you had chosen alternative directions, you will today.

Option 3: Lie down, play dead (hope whatever is in there with you is not carnivorous) and wait until it goes away.
Consequence: Your company happens to be a runaway South-African crocodile that hasn't been feed in 2 weeks. It's absolutely delighted to see you, imagining you on a silver plate with thick gravy on the top. Lets face it: you don't stand a chance. Your life passes backwards before your eyes before it gets completely dark.

Option 1: Panic, forget about the egg and run the hell back out (hoping you'll find the door unlocked.)
Consequence 1: Your escape takes the crocodile off guard, and it gives you time to find the door (which happens to be unlocked as we all know crocodiles cannot lock doors with a key). You save your life, but your mind never lets you rest because you blew your chance at getting your egg. It becomes an obsession and you are later admitted to the local psychiatric institution, never to be let out again.
Consequence 2: Your sudden moves makes the crocodile's instincts kick in, and you end up a lovely supper.

But you didn't choose any of these options, so you can congratulate yourself. Or should you...?



Option 2 (which is the one you actually chose!): Keep your head cool, take the egg and slowly tip-toe out, not turning your back to your company.

Starting to tip-toe towards the closed door with the egg under your arm, you keep eye-contact with the hungry crocodile. You have one secret card: your newly acquired super-hero-kung-fu-moves. Whether or not they can actually be useful in the situation you have now put yourself in, no one knows, but it's all you've got. Tip-toeing backward as if floating, you actually reach the door. But you make one mistake. You turn your back to the crocodile upon reaching out for the door handle.

Wosh, wosh, wosh. *Snap* It's got your leg!!! Or has it? You feel no pain? Managing to get out, you shut the door behind you as hard as you can. Your heart is racing faster than a racing car. You've got the egg. You're safe.

Where do you go next?

Saturday, October 14, 2006

Inspiration III




Midday.

Your instincts has won the battle over your reason. Victory to your curiosity! Entering you feel very excited and a little bit scared. Is anyone wathing you? What will the abandoned building covered with read autumn leaves reveal? It's quite dark, but rays of white light enter through the gothic shaped windows and the door opening enabling you to see a bit. The feeling that someone is watching you is soon suppressed. Marvelled you enter a big open space. Apparently there is only one room in the building. The ceiling is very high. The few benches all facing east has a thick layer of dust covering them. Walking a bit further in, the glimmer that you saw before entering captures your attention. It seems to be something quite small lying in the innermost corner of the huge room. You pass the benches, and realize that the item glimmering looks like a big Easter egg. Knowing that it most likely stores something you really need to have, you take a step closer. You must have this egg!

*Bang*

The door closes.

*Snap*

You realize that you are not alone. Someone or something is in there. You hear a weak noise of something moving on the floor. You think it's coming your way!


These are your options:

  1. Panic, forget about the egg and run the hell back out (hoping you'll find the door unlocked.)

  2. Keep your head cool, take the egg and slowly tip-toe out, not turning your back to your company.

  3. Lie down, play dead (hope whatever is in there with you is not carnivorous) and wait until it goes away.


What will you do?

Thursday, October 12, 2006

Inspiration II




Late morning.

The sun has fully come out, but it's just for light, not for warmth. The questions you asked yourself several hours ago have not been answered. You're still standing outside the same building with gothic windows and leaf-covered walls. Your instincts tell you to go ahead, enter the mysterious building and get the answers you're looking for. Your reason, however, tells you that you can get arrested for breaking into a place or trespassing.

Walking usually helps troubled minds make themselves up, and that results in the discovery of a barely visible door. The strong growth of the red-leaved ivy has covered it nearly completely. Leaving your reason behind, and acting on pure instincts, you reach for the door handle. It's stuck... you think. Trying a bit harder, you surprisingly see that there is movement, and the opening is just big enough for you to slip in. The rays of light touches something glimmering on the inside, but you cannot see what it is.

What do you do? Do you follow your reason; closing the door and escape before anyone sees you and calls for the police to arrest you? Or do you go with your immense curiosity and instincts telling you that you should go into the abandoned building because it may contain something you might be looking for?

Your choice.

Wednesday, October 11, 2006

Inspiration I




Early morning.
For Risa

It's freezing, the sun is barely up, the pigeons are still yawning and you're out on a mission. You're looking for autumn leaves, and not just any kind of leaves, no. They have to be special. Walking quickly to keep warm, you observe. Trees, bushes, dead flowers. Leaves, leaves and more leaves. Red-orange-yellow-greenish. Leaves on the ground, leaves sticking to your boots, leaves in the air. But not the kind of leaves you want.

Then you get to an abandoned brick walled building with gothic shaped windows. Its walls are covered with leaves; mostly red ones. Suddenly you find yourself forgetting about your leaves. What is this place? What's inside? Is anyone or anything inside? Why is it abandoned? Should I try to get in?

And that's what might happen if you start looking for leaves one good autumn morning.

Saturday, October 07, 2006

3rd anniversary




It happened on a Wednesday. Willow was walking to work as usual, being totally unaware that her life was about to change forever. She walked at a regular phase, watching the people going to the busy market. There were colours, movement and noises everywhere. She tried her best avoiding diesel-fuelled cars, school busses honking and a number of bicycles. Turning the round, yellow corner, she greeted the guard as usual. He gave her a smile from his place under the guava-tree. She entered the office, and there she saw him. Her future.

"Hiding love is just as impossible as hiding fire in the desert."

Love you always, Tito.

Thursday, October 05, 2006

Ginger me up!




Recipe of the day: Gingertea

Ingredients:

  • Fresh ginger pealed and cut into pieces

  • Fresh water


  • Cook and leave to simmer for a little while.


    I thought ginger was good to combat colds and throat aches. However, it supposedly has a whole lot of other nice effects as well. It can prevent nausea caused by motion sickness or morning sickness, it may help upset stomachs, avoid heat cramps, regulate natural inflammation and joint pains in the body, ease headaches and possibly help treating heart diseases. It also has a great deal of antioxidants. Source: Wikipedia

    Monday, October 02, 2006

    Time travels




    There she was again, my little girl. Greeting me from her special place by the ocean. Last time I saw her, she was a little baby, with no one but me to rely on. Her trusting eyes had given me a strange feeling of well-being. Of being important. Maybe even of motherhood. Sitting there by the ocean, she had grown a lot. I guess you could say she had become a young lady, and her beauty made me marvel. Her long, darkly curled hair. Her tanned skin. Her green summer dress. She wanted me to come sit by her side, to feel the soft breeze caress my wrinkled face and listen to the comforting sound of rolling waves. A sea-gull flew over us. Everlasting peace. I told my little girl about her childhood, her father and her little brother. She listened with a smile. Then we hugged for a while, and she was gone.