....Things that are rocking my world (part 1)
BRISSIE STORMS
I always loved a good storm, but the storms here reallly are something else. I love it. I seem to remember it being the case that with storms in England, everything would hit at pretty much the same time, bit of thunder, bit of lightening, then rain. Here, however, you can have lightening for hours and think nothing else is going to happen before BOOM, all of a sudden, a crash of thunder and down comes the rain in torrents. And the lightening, WOW! Sheet lightening? Fork lightening? Ball lightening? How about all of them together? How about when lightening lights up the sky brighter than day, but a crazy, explosive, purple-blue sun day. When it tears the sky asunder, one giant fork bisecting the sky from top to bottom and even more giant forks shooting out sideways from that. We also have the perfect aprtment for storm watching. Seven stories up, looking out over the river and all the way to the hills in the distance. I could just stand on the balcony all night watching that, thunder seeming to be shaking the whole building apart. Awesome. As in Awe-some, not as in Cowabunga Dude!
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Did you get your clothes off and run around in the rain??? Did you? Like when you were a kid?
Ponder on - it's what life is about - when we stop questioning, we are dead - 'men do not stop playing when they get old, they get old because they stop playing' Who knows where your future will lie? I would certainly get no artistic buzz from being a sea slug (though Bodhi did make me laugh) - what happened to the princes, heroes, comedians etc? Dance is an art - art well executed lifts the spirits and can take the soul to undreamed of places - that is good art - only bad art is a waste of time and space.
The choice is yours, the world is your sea slug (oops, oyster) - and that makes it all the harder, doesn't it? How about setting a time limit of some description? For this period of time I will give 150% to this and if I still feel the same at the end of it, come what may, I will change.
Try talking to Tamara - she used to be very wise - hopefully she is even wiser!
Gotta go now - work to do - as usual! Luv ya babe! xmx x x
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