Wednesday, November 28, 2007






The butterfly effect...


“Everyone you meet in your life - even total strangers - are already intimately connected to you. The idea that we are all separate and distinct beings is nothing but an illusion. We are all parts of a larger whole, like individual cells in a body. (…) When you look at other people, you’re really looking at yourself." – Steve Pavlina


scientific version... Small variations of the initial condition of a nonlinear dynamical system may produce large variations in the long term behavior of the system. So this is sometimes presented as esoteric behavior, but can be exhibited by very simple systems. The phrase refers to the idea that a butterly's wings might create tiny changes in the atmosphere that ultimately cause a tornado to appear . The flapping wing represents a small change in the initial condition of the system, which causes a chain of events leading to large-scale phenomena. Had the butterfly not flapped its wings, the trajectory of the system might have been vastly different.
One man's pigeon is another man's dove, one man's push is another man's shove
One man's rock is another man's sand, one man's fist is another man's hand
One man's tool is another man's toy, one man's grief is another man's joy
One man's squawk is another man's sing, one man's crutch is another man's wing
One man's pride is another man's humble, one man's step is another man's stumble
One man's pleasure is another man's pain, one man's loss is another man's gain
One man's can is another man's grail, one man's anchor is another man's sail
One man's right is another man's wrong, one man's fish is another man's poisson.

One man's deuce is another man's ace, one man's back is another man's face
One man's reason is another man's rhyme, one man's dollar is another man's dime
One man's tree is another man's post, one man's angel is another man's ghost
One man's rain is another man's drought, one man's hope is another man's doubt
One man's false is another man's fair, one man's toup is another man's hair
One man's hand is another man's stub, one man's feast is another man's grub
One man's dread is another man's dream, one man's sigh is another man's scream
One man's water is another man's wine, one man's daughter leave another man's cryin'
One man's famine is another man's feast, one man's pet is another man's beast
One man's bat is another man's ball, one man's art is another man's scrawl
One man's friend is another man's foe, one man's Joesph is another man's Joe
One man's tack is another man's nail, one man's freedom is another man's jail
One man's road is another man's rut, one man's if is another man's but
One man's treasure is another man's trash, one man's landin' is another man's crash
One man's word is another man's lie, one man's dirt is another man's sky
One man's skin is another man's color, one man's killer is another man's brother

For every father's daughterFor every mother's son
The only thing the sameIs that is ain't for everyoneHank Williams said it best
He said it a long time ago"Unless you have made no mistakes in your lifeBe careful of stones that you throw"

Hank Williams Said It Best - Mick Harvey

Tuesday, November 06, 2007



They say what you never had, you never miss
Well, she told of a girl who knows no Christmas, who knows nothing about that tree or of that star that brought gifts and yet she sings songs of good cheers as she sees through the window, the snow flake fall to the ground…she knows the warmth of Christmas but not by its name


They say what you never had, you never miss
She said she had never known what it is to be in love. To love enough to sacrifice your time, money and even willing to sacrifice your own life …and yet her eyes tell of the hope of this desire

They say what you never had, you never miss
She read stories of Cinderella and her prince, seen photo’s of the beautiful woman clothed in white… and in secret awaits that day when she will feel like a princess, when she is told that she is beautiful and in her heart, knows it

They say what you never had, you never miss
She searches the books of old for wisdom and for knowledge, travels the earth to taste of its food, to see of its culture…all along asking, all along searching for that meaning, that meaning of life

They say what you never had, you never miss
She was born a slave and by that, she had no rights, no choices. And she, another …was born just like me in a world where society defines what it means to be cool, what it means to be happy
Both, in some way or another, living under the expectations, longing to dance naked in the rain, longing to dance the dance of freedom

They say what you never had, you never miss
But as the ages pass, the story of the human soul echoes that which it never had, but misses, and hopes for…
These, the soul cravings

my bare skin pressed against yours, overwhelmed by your strength. feeling weak but safe. i am not afraid.

eyes closed, i feel your kiss. i pray for strength cause i dont know whats going on through my body. i give up myself to you and i am yours. i give all that i am to you. my mind, thoughts and desire towards you. my body, lips, neck, breasts, back and thighs. and my soul.i am yours and you are mine.

i know you like i was created and made to know you. i know you like adam knew eve and together we give birth to the world.
my body is ready, ready to know yours but i will wait. i will wait and prepare myself for you. prepare myself for one night, one life with you, the one i am honoured to love