Metamorphose

METAMORPHOSE

I have of late, but wherefore I know not, lost all my mirth and indeed it goes so heavily with my disposition that this goodly frame the earth seems to me a sterile promontory; this most excellent canopy the air, look you, this mighty o'rehanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with golden fire; why, it appeareth nothing to me but a foul and pestilent congregation of vapours. What a piece of work is a man, how noble in reason, how infinite in faculties, how like an angel in apprehension, how like a God! The beauty of the world, paragon of animals; and yet to me, what is this quintessence of dusk. Man delights not me, no, nor women neither, nor women neither.

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Wednesday, October 20, 2004

Dubya
Before I start I strong suggest you read and follow up these things. My views could be biased, as you know that thing people ask if you ever had someone you would love to sit down and have a meal with ... Michael Moore... read on

I finally got a hold of Michael Moores Fahrenheit 911 tonight and watched it with Lindsey. It's amazing how you sit and watch something so far from your homeland, so distant from the fundamentals of your own government but something so inherrantly unjust that screams to you and makes you want to scream to someone else, to cause a chain reaction to let people know that we live in a world where people can become immoral, contain hypocrisy, lose their values and their ways and turn their own thoughts and ventures to greed over what could be the good for all.

Do I consider myself good? After watching what I have seen tonight and it is basically a loose translation from his book ( Dude where's my country?) and it is true that pictures speak louder than words sometimes, I feel that my soul is still intact and my heart still remains good. I have told a few people about where I would like to be, and I am hoping one day I will be a step closer to achieving this dream. I gave up years ago with the need to have possession and the need to gain wealth. I will not lie that I am happier when I have money and able to afford the night out and 3 square meals a day. I will not lie that I enjoy typing on this computer. I will not lie that I enjoy sleeping in my bed, and feeling the comfort of central heating, insulation in the walls and roof, having gadgets to keep me amused, having music to keep me entertained. I enjoy this as a possession because they are mine, but I am non-chalant if/when I would lose something (well maybe a little angry finding my lighter when I need to have a cigarette). But everyone reading this blog you are in the top 9% wealthiest in the world because you have access to a computer or own one.

I have digressed, I was going to say what I have told people. Enthused people, or just plain well made people think outside the square they live. One day I plan to be somewhere where I do not need possession, and I am doing something worthwhile to benefit a community which cannot afford running water or does not even have water. Give me a shovel and I'll dig you a well. This dream keeps me alive, knowing that I am getting closer to acheive this when I see things like what I have seen tonight makes me happier and more angrier and hungrier to make it. I really do hope one day I get there.

I could stand with a placard in the middle of Trafalgar Square prenouncing to the immediate citizens of London in my vicinity that the War in Iraq is America's New Vietnam, it is unjust, immoral and unbelievably FUCKED UP! But you must realise this, I could stand in a suit with this placard and people will look at me strangely, they will continue to move on, they will continue to go about there day, they will continue to go home and sit in front of there big ass television eating their sausages and match on their oversized portion of a beer belly and watch the Nightly News, Eastenders, Big Brother, Pop Idol ecetara ecetara! Who would come stand alongside me? Not many if any. We all have a worthwhile purpose to achieve to the greater good on this planet with the time we have.

Do I want to be old and dying and say to myself this question.
Was I good man? Have I been as just and lead a good life?

Not everything is black and white, read between those lines and think outside the square. I feel my heart can be tainted by this life in London, but I still have my values and I still have my charisma and I still have this dream which I clutch onto. I still have a family who support and I still have the friends who rally and I still wish Dubya Bush loses this election coming and dies of some nasty skin eating disease or one of his dogs eat him... feel the hate!

You want a genuine message. This is one.

Leaving you with these links ;

http://www.michaelmoore.com/ - Michael Moore's website, currently tracking Dubya's election and sticking it right up him.

http://www.michaelmoore.com/books-films/ - Michael Moore's book's and films. I strongly reccomend you watch Fahrenheit 911 and if you are willing - read Dude where's my country?
Stupid White Men and Downsize these are also great books!

http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-srv/world/iraq/casualties/facesofthefallen.htm - 1102 as of today... sure they might just faces to you. Question why are they still in Iraq.

http://filmstripinternational.com/ - A site to have a laugh



LS at 10/20/2004 08:46:00 AM

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