It is quite peculiar to notice how morbidity can be so thoroughly satisfying and liberating! 

..kind of wish it was always black and white! 

It´s got to be..a good life! 

Life is a scrumptious chocolate cake peppered with cherry stones!

It is said the grass is greener on the other side. Well, in that case, I wish to walk through the green grass of tunnel to the other side. Imaginary. Childish. Comforting. A bit surrealistic and Alice-in-Wonderlandish.

I am intrigued by how a word in pronounciation and in writing can differ so much. I guess, native speakers, hearing someone trying desperately to pronounce a word can laugh their head off!

An example: I have no previous experience with Dutch, therefore Uit elkaar (meaning -apart) will be pronounced by me as it is written. Pause for laughter! ..and some more!  The correct way is: atelkaa! 

The other example is based on translation: I was trying to think of an alternative phrase for laughing my head off. In Estonian it would be hea kõhutäis naeru! In Google translator it was a belly full of laughter!  Well, I have to say, at least it sounds cute! 

I wish I was a polyglot, switching from one language to another, thinking of pronounciations and meanings, then I would be my own personal entertainer. I would have a belly full of laugter all the time!  :)

During the times of the lost city Atlantis, people were so enlightened that according to our perception they were super natural beings. Having abilities to heal, to sense, to predict, to levitate. They were pure. As dreamy and perfect as it may sound, there are always some who try to counter wheigh the situation, feeling they should get a grips of power, to feel superior, to be all-mighty! That was the turning point in class society. People were cast into “boxes” (in England, they still are), certain rules and norms were imposed. Some even say, that resulted in sinking the Atlantis, as it wasn’t a role model any more! I wonder..!? Nowadays, when democracy, soul enlightment are promoted, charmas are being “deleted” through some sanctifications, yoga and vegetarianism are a hit, we should not be so tangled up in those corroded and outdated cases. Nevertheless, we find such articles in our newspapers: 

Lanki village in India, near Muzaffarnagar, prohibited young, single women the usage of mobile phones, since it has become common in society to plot “evil” plans behind parents. It is a custom and a long standing tradition that parents look for eligible bride and groom for their children. The usage of mobile phones causes “unwanted” relationships between women and men of different boxes and classes! 

What an outrage! Stampeding on the course line, full of do´s and don´t´s, white and black world visions, desperatley holding on to ancient traditions, I am not denying, in some cases they are sacred and should be honoured (thou shall not kill, desire another’s wife, etc.), but each generation wants to leave a mark, wants to innovate. Look at the youth during the 60’s, adoring the Beatles, in 70´s going crazy for Led Zeppelin and AC&DC, in 80´s imitating Jackson. But, I guess the “youth revolution” is, in a sense, sweeter when some rebellious acts are involved. Sentences, like “Yeah, go ahead, we´re not holding you back!” do not inject much confidence, do they! 

Although, I have to say, even nowadays, the best yoga masters are able to defy the gravity and levitate about 50 cm of the ground! The Maya calendar will end in 2012, does that mean, we are getting closer to their level, to their “enlightened state of mind?”  

Show me your colors

Observation from a thousand kilometers away, turns always out to be, mildly said, superficial.  You can’t breath in the air, although, it is said there’s not much to inhale in India. (As I run through the book market and inhale something very close to oxygen! book- White Tiger) You can’t see the shades of Taj Majal, acting out to be as a woman, blushing in pink, being royal in gold and elegant in white, as the rays of the sun linger on the historic walls. You can’t hear the bustling street food stands, argue with the rickshaw drivers, as they will never say I don’ t know, pointing the direction quite the opposite of your destination. You’re going to India!? But why? Because I want to experience the above mentioned, I want to inhale the non-existent, hear the deafening, and argue with the clueless!