If I Had A Boat

The honest truth is that there is no real truth (except the honest truth, obviously!). With that being said, the real truth is that there is nothing that happens without consequence. We may never see or know of the consequence of our actions or words, but they exist. Each and every one of them. Think about it. Everything you say, everything you do. Butterfly effect baby, butterfly effect. You're the reason Charlie Brown broke down in tears in class last Tuesday.

Seemingly random events do occur. They are random. They don't mean anything. "Everything happens for a reason" is just a way to convince yourself that one bad thing after another isn't a bad thing, but a sign of good things to come, because, surely all these bad things are happening so that something good will go your way? It's nonsense. Shit happens. There's no reason for it. It's shit. It's just part of the everyday grind of life.

I can understand using the "reason" theory as a coping mechanism with all the bad things that can occur, often all at once. It's like putting in a mental backstop just where you might start really panicking and jump the coop. If it works, it works, and that's great for whomever it satisfies. I'm just letting you know that it doesn't make any sense. Life is random, not a gently guided bus ride towards a pre-destined stop halfway down Cherry Tree Lane.

Good random things happen too, don't get me wrong. You're just not as likely to recognise them as easily as the bad things, usually because they seem small and insignificant in and of themselves.

I don't know if my first sentence of this post means that I think everything I wrote afterwards is wrong. I can't be bothered spending more time trying to figure it out. Have a good song.


Most days, most days stay the sole same
Please stay, for this fear it will not die

If I had a boat
I would sail to you
Hold you in my arms
Ask you to be true

Beginner's Luck

All my life I had this funny little feeling
Came and went time and again among my daily dealings
Call it a deficit, an emptiness inside
Why is true love hard to find? Why does true love hide?

So now you found me and you only gotta see
How complementary we could really be
'Cause I was made for you and you were made for me

The road in front of us is long and it is wide
We've got beginner's luck, we've got it on our side
We will be stronger if our forces are allied
And with beginner's luck we've got to take the ride

Under The Folding Branches

There, I knew you once, didn't I?
The sound of that music travelled
To me from that orphan sky
And pulled till it all unravelled

Love, hide me away deep in this turning canopy of snow
Go, spin me around under the folding branches
Now is not too late, heaven can wait another year or so


Thought I loved you once, didn't I?
There, I loved you once, didn't I?

(Another Song) All Over Again

Little girl you're all I've got
Don't you leave me standing here once again
'Cause I'll give you my life, yes I would
If you would let me try to love you

A Girl Called Johnny

I remember a girl called Johnny
Black as hell, white as a ghost
"Don't talk about life or death"
She said "I've had enough of both"

I remember a girl called Johnny
The train came to town, boy she got on it
Without looking back and with barely a word
If she said goodbye, I never heard
But the noise goes on, the noise, the jazz

The truth is in somebody elses hands

Exit Music (For A Film)

Wake from your sleep
The drying of your tears
Today we escape, we escape

Pack and get dressed
Before your father hears us
Before all hell breaks loose

Breathe, keep breathing
Don't lose your nerve
Breathe, keep breathing
I can't do this alone 

Nature Boy

There was a boy
A very strange enchanted boy
They say he wandered very far, very far
Over land and sea

And then one day
A magic day he passed my way
And while we spoke of many things, fools and kings
This he said to me

"The greatest thing you'll ever learn
Is just to love and be loved in return"

Magnolia

Magnolia, you sweet thing
You're driving me mad
Got to get back to you, babe
You're the best I ever had

You whisper "Good morning"
So gently in my ear
I'm coming home to you, babe
I'll soon be there

Green Eyes

Honey, you are a rock upon which I stand
And I come here to talk, I hope you understand

I came here with a load
And it feels so much lighter
Now I met you

Retrace

I find every subtle thing screams your name, it reminds me of places and times we shared
Couldn't live locked in these memories, now I'm chained to my thoughts again

I replay your voice, it's like you're here
You move the earth but now the sky is falling

As Lovers Go

January 18, 2012.
That is today. For me anyway.
By the time you get here it'll be the future as far as I'm concerned.

Speaking of the future reminds me of time and just how deceptive it is. Feel free to check out my post "It's Only Natural" from February 2009 (to boost my numbers) and to delve into my past self's idea of time.

Time. It's our past, present and future. It surrounds us in every possible way, but there is absolutely nothing we can do to affect it. We can only do our our best to take opportunities that present themselves or we'll be left to rue the time wasted and chances lost.

Merlin knows you don't want to be caught wasting precious time reading some half-assed blog in a lonely part of the internet.


I'll be true, I'll be useful, I'll be cavalier.
I'll be yours my dear and I'll belong to you if you'll just let me through.

I've got to be honest I've been waiting for you all my life.

The Runaway Found

Quote of The Post: "It's easy to cry for love, far harder to try."
It's like there's something going on, something not quite right. And the easier solution is simply to let love go than to work at it to see if there is any possible way to keep it afloat. In any case, love, the fairytale that it is, works out only for those in positions of fairytale royalty - the princes and princesses, the kings and queens. The occasional street rat makes it through. So you'd be hard pressed to succeed in making it work because when it comes to love, not everyone can be royal (not to be confused with loyal, which everyone can be, just many seem not to want to be it).

Movie of The Post: Drive
You need to know nothing about this movie before going in other than that it stars Ryan Gosling, Carey Mulligan and Bryan Cranston amongst others, and is about a guy who can drive well.
The music was refreshingly different from what I'd expect in  such a film. Good acting too. It's worthy of its R18 tag for sure, and was one hell of an enjoyable movie. Can't wait to see it again so it can climb further up my film ranks. It's my favourite film of the year (though I've only seen about 7 new movies, it still counts!)

Song of The Post: Shaman's Blues - The Doors
I heard this song away from my own music collection over the weekend and thus it is now being transferred to the blog. This was one of the first Doors' songs that I really got into. It's pretty damn good, and I think that you should think the same. Or else ...

Nothing Is Sound

As it has unfortunately turned out, Namibia have not proven quite as successful as I would have hoped of them. I watched each of their games on the edge of my seat hoping for any good news to come my way. Very little did.

This left me quite distraught - I couldn't look anyone in the eyes for three days after their last game. It was the final nail in the coffin of both theirs, and my own, World Cup Dream.

But like a phoenix from the ashes (or like other celebrity status religious figures) I have risen from the depths of my own despair, disappointment and dissentry. I have become stronger than I ever was before. Or perhaps stranger? Either way, I have found a way forward in this greatly troubled time.

Once more, I know you look to me for guidance and support for my own greatness shall forever surpass that of your own. No need to be humble when you're dealing with the truth. Elementary, my dear Watson, elementary.

The solution to the continued support of a single nation in this World Cup of the game of Rugby came to me like a thief in the night. The logical follow up team to support is none other than Ireland!

If Ireland! are to fail in their well supported endeavour to win this tournament, then I am of the belief that it is time to abdicate, support no-one and be a grumpy old bastard for a week. If the Finals is yet to be played at that point, the supporting choice is yours. If the Finals have already been played, well, the point is moot.

Ireland! Ireland!
We trust in you!
Ireland! Ireland!
Yes we do!

Ireland! Ireland!
You are burly!
Ireland! Ireland!
The other teams are girly!

Ireland! Ireland!
Don't fuck it up!
Ireland! Ireland!
You must win the cup!

Journal For Plague Lovers

Namibia, stand strong! I will not abandon you!!!

Quote of The Post: "A little knowledge is a dangerous thing, especially when you have nowhere to put it."
What makes this true is that when you have no place to put your newfound knowledge, you will inevitably squeeze some old, possibly vital knowledge out. Sure, you may discover an energy efficient way to recreate Vegas in your back yard but you lost your ability to spell. You don't understand why no-one is interested in your "Knackbird Wategass" attraction. Sad, innit? Or maybe the danger lies more in how your remaining knowledge interacts with the newly acquired knowledge. You only retain your knowledge of your former best friend chatting up your missus, while your new knowledge is simply how to change a tire using only strong couple forces and your bare hands. Not a good combination if you catch my drift. Well... not for the former friend anyway, mwahahahahahahaha.

Movie of The Post: Dark City
This film isn't for everyone, that much is certain. Sure, it does look a little "dated" as someone may have said, but it suits. In my opinion, everything about this movie is exactly the way that it is meant to be. It looks a little dodgy, sounds a little dodgy, is a little dodgy. But this dodgy b-grade looking movie gives an outstanding A+ grade entertainment level. The sets looks awesome, the story is intriguing and I love this movie. If you stumble across this, don't pass it by. It might pleasantly surprise you as it did me when I first saw it a few years ago.

Song of The Post: Sleazy Bed Track - The Bluetones
The song isn't so much sleazy as it is hopeful for a little some-some. You get that, huh? Hahaha, I'll bet you do.

Dark Horse

On the cusp of a local sporting event, it seems to me that a rather lot of this nation have gone quite mad indeed. Bombarded from every angle, with no sign of retreat, I can only hope that I shall not be dead following the festivities. This battery, I cannot take. This pain, my bones shall break. My dinner, I think it may be steak. But that's not relevant right now.

What is relevant is the scariness of the group think that the Rugby World Cup (can I say that? Legally? Well I am saying it!) has brought up. Everyone has been throwing flags up in support of their designated nation. Tonga seem to be Very popularly represented where I am. On the interwebs, New Zealand, followed by South Africa are the most favoured teams.

I for one choose not to be so roundabout in terms of fan support. No way. I won't stand for all this sporting hipster nonsense by joining in supporting such a small known rugby team! I can't possibly abide by it, I think I would die of sheer embarrassment!

The solution? Choose a side that I know will dominate. The side that no one will be surprised about when they take out all who stand in their path. The team that makes other nations quiver in their wee little booties just at the thought of them. I am, of course, speaking about the only truly great nation at this tournament.

The one.
The only.

Namibia
Of course, you'll understand when I say with confidence that these are the guys to lift the trophy. I have no doubt in my mind. When they stand on the podium, trophy aloft, I will be there, proud, ecstatic and utterly unsurprised at the dominance that they will have shown throughout the tournament.

Namibia, you beautifully powerful rugby nation you, bring home the gold. For the children!!!