Wednesday, 21 January 2009

handbags and gladrags...

F: so did you manage to break up with your counsellor this morning?
J: well not exactly
F: why what happened?
J: well I said I didn't really want to go anymore and she asked why not so I told her that I was bored to death with talking about myself
F: ok
J: but then she said that boredom isn't about being bored and that it was interesting that I was bored and that we should explore that further!
F: that's hilarious!
J: I know! We did have an interesting discussion about a dream I had last night though
F: really? what was it about?
J: well apparently handbags in women's dreams are very significant
F: why is that?
J: because women carry everything in their handbags so in a dream it represents....
F: their whole life?
J: exactly.
F: so what happened to your handbag in your dream?
J: I left it in a bar!

Tuesday, 20 January 2009

J: I've got to see my counsellor tomorrow and I've decided to tell her that I don't want to see her any more...
F: Really?
J: Yeah...I'm going to tell her that it's not her, it's me - I'm the one who's changed
F: haha that's probably the kindest thing... why have you decided to do that?
J: to be perfectly honest I can't stand talking about myself any more - turns out I'm not half as interesting as I thought I was!
F: well I could have told you that!

Monday, 19 January 2009

J: so how was the latest date?
G: well she wasn't french after all - she was just born there. She's just got divorced and she didn't stop gabbing on about it all evening - why do women do that?
J: I don't know... maybe she was confusing you with someone who cared?
G: oh good point but what are you supposed to do in those circumstances?
J: why don't you do what all other men do?
G: what's that?
J: pretend to be interested - it's what we call a lie. Men lie to get laid - see the connection there?
G: I didn't think you approved of that! She did also tell me that she's an ex-ballerina and an ex- dancer
J: and an ex-wife? Seems all her best bits are behind her - did you check out her ass?
G: yes was rather large
J: well there you go....

upstairs the elephant

Dance me into the moonlight baby
Dance me back to your room
Give me some light in this world full of night
And don’t let the dream end too soon

Laughter and love were ever your muse
And your tongue told of passion so sweet
Whilst upstairs the elephant kicked off his shoes
And tried opening his crisps with his feet

Kiss the smile on my face baby
Kiss the smile in my heart
Find me a place in this world full of space
And don’t let life pull us apart

'Nothing can touch us' that’s what I said
But no-one’s bulletproof forever it seems
Whilst upstairs the elephant lay down his head
And we danced all night long in our dreams

Thursday, 15 January 2009

Wednesday, 14 January 2009

text to ex

'I hope you're ok. I can't think of any meaningless platitudes to say that would be appropriate in these circumstances. Am personally upset but I feel for you and for Zach - even though he doesn't know what's happened, it still affects him. For what it's worth I think you have behaved impeccably and I'm proud of you for that. Sometimes doing the right thing means you end up holding the shitty end of the stick for a while, but at least you get to choose when to put it down. Try and be gentle on yourself and don't let life harden your heart - it's all we have at the end of the day '

Saturday, 3 January 2009

Visions and Ideals

The Dreamers are the saviours of the world.
As the visible world is sustained by the invisible, so men, through all their trials and sins and sordid vocations, are nourished by the beautiul visions of their solitary dreamers. Humanity cannot forget its dreamers; it cannot let their ideals fade and die; it lives in them; it knows them as the realities which it shall one day see and know.
Composer, sculptor, painter, poet, prophet, sage, these are the makers of the after-world, the architects of heaven. The world is beautiful because they have lived; without them, labouring humanity would perish.
He who cherishes a beautiful vision, a lofty ideal in his heart, will one day realise it. Columbus cherished a vision of another world, and he discovered it; Copernicus fostered the vision of a multiplicity of worlds and a wider universe, and he revealed it; Buddha beheld the vision of stainless beauty and perfect peace, and he entered into it.
Cherish your visions; cherish your ideals; cherish the music that stirs in your heart, the beauty that forms in your mind, the loveliness that drapes your purest thoughts, for out of them will grow all delightful conditions, all heavenly environment; of these, if you but remain true to them, your world will at last be built.
To desire is to obtain; to aspire is to achieve. Shall man's basest desires receive the fullest measure of gratification, and his purest aspirations starve for lack of sustenance? Such is not the Law: such a condition of things can never obtain: "ask and receive."
Dream lofty dreams, and as you dream, so shall you become. Your Vision is the promise of what you shall one day be; your Ideal is the prophecy of what you shall at last unveil.
The greatest achievement was at first and for a time a dream. The oak sleeps in the acorn; the bird waits in the egg; and in the highest vision of the soul a waking angel stirs. Dreams are the seedlings of realities.
James Allen