Lemons to make lemonade

Having felt sometimes that life doesn't give me the desired and/or deserved lemons, I wonder through the orchard.

And that's me… I live life not fighting for what I deserve or what I don't deserve, but instead wondering because fighting spills too much blood, and while wondering I can only be accused of not carrying or being distracted. Blood isn't spoiled down to my hands, because I don't fight, yet I am not without blame.

Because Although wondering doesn't influence on the extending of the battle, people have convinced society, who with such non-grateful favor convinced me, that standing idly by is just as criminal as shooting a gun… I can see that not seeking an end to a war is bad…

But I must complain of this provocation. Sitting idly by, without picking sides or benefiting any party, shouldn't be compared to an act of such violence as some seem to want it to be… And I feel that this people who feed this ideals to society do not acknowledge the full extent this provocation might grow to.

Imagine, my dear reader, as I did, that we should live in world of only four nations, picture them as being so:



(A, B, C and D) All Having at least one border with each other. Let us have that nations B and C wage war against each other, A finds that the war should end and D claims to be neutral.

As C and B fight off for years, the people of nation A parade their discontent, and argue about which side has the most reason to wage war against the other, and nation D communicates that as long as their nation isn't injured by this war they shall not take sides.

1. Nations C and B keep fighting, nation's A population urge the government to take part in ending the war. Nation D keeps on living…
   
2. Fight continues. Government in nation A takes a side approved by majority as to be the one with most reason, start to assemble the army to support nation B. Nation D keeps living idly by.
   
3. Nations C and B keep fighting, but B has now the support of A. Nation C asks for nation D's support. Nation D refuses to take part.
   
4. Nation C succumbs to A and B, who are declared winners. Nation D keeps neutrality
   
5. C takes a last shoot at redemption and deploys a big attack at nations A and B all re-start fighting again. D declares to be neutral and isn't in anyway harmed
   

The reader can continue to speculate in the matter, in my reasoning nation D will get of fine until the rest feel jealousy over the immaculate state of that nation around so much death and pain. But I'm opened to hear other reasonable perspectives.

But anyway it must be admitted by at least the few of you reading this that fighting even for the right reasons will bring more victims than to wonder…

In the end, wondering through the orchard will lead me to find a fallen lemon, and then I will make lemonade to enjoy after my wondering journey.

Velentine’s lament

Valentines came, and for the God forsaken mental health of all the others that are not in a relationship, it went…

And my first feeling about this "holyday" is sorry; I'm sorry for not completing what I set myself to do before this day, now I can't… maybe next year.

Then like so many I rant about the fact that valentine isn't really a holyday, it really is a marketing day, where all the restaurants, chocolates sellers and romantic thinggys… But I really don't mind because if not for a day such as this, there wouldn't be the delicious chocolate and sweets I lode myself into when desperate for something that enlightens my day.

I still suffer jealousy, alike all the ones who are still alone in the day of relations celebration… but I regard it more as greed than greeny like others do… I'll have my time and I'll enjoy it then, I can wait… Right person, right time, that's what poor people's valentine all about after all.

Love is good, love is great…if true there's nothing neither best nor worst so I've heard.

But if it's fake, this one I know some things about, is not as bad as people think it to be.

It's not corresponded…

It's lonely…

But it gives you desire, desire for life and lust… the blood rushes up your head and thoughts turn into mist, reason finds its limits and the body gives new meaning to cowardice. It's a waltz, a tango, a war… It doesn't matter and it means the world. It's a secret that's told only to the best of friends, and then written in a blog for everyone to read… But it is fake… It doesn't matter it's love…

We live in a fake world after all… where so little is real, why should love be so real? Let me drown in the elegancy of the little love I can treasure in someone's little smile…

Thank you

John Scar Kramer of Lioncourt (just to show, what kind of world we live in, this is my fake name)

Adam Smith needs revision!

Sometimes I think about silly things. It’s easy; I don’t even need the wine.

I call them silly because the result isn’t always the greatest, although I get pretty good, from time to time.

Then I try to educate people in these ideas of mine, but sometimes I end up not being the best teacher…

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2d_dtTZQyUM

Ending up creating big pandemonium and confusion. I’ll learn one day to do things better, but until then just hold on…

When the wild west is explored by teens

During the summer vacation, every young one wants to go travel with his peers, to the wild, to other countries, to the beach… to whatever it is your interest.

Let's supposes you like camping and you're planning some of your friends to go in a camping trip with you (any connection to the real life is totally illogical and insane), and you start inviting a short number of friends, and start organizing the trip for the week of, (let's say out of the top of my head), 24-30.

Almost everyone you invited have joined in making, a predictable 10 people group, which means that it is 3 to 4 tends to be used. Great it will be a good experience, which you'll be sure to enjoy.

10 people neither a small nor a big group; it is fine, until you get a call… triiiin… (You pick up)… It's one of your friends asking if you don't mind if he/she asked his/hers current/soon to be boy/girlfriend to join the camping trip… You respond positive to that request, what's one more, right?

So 11 people group, still neither small nor a big group, it is fine, but then it rings again, and again, and again, and again, before you know it isn't 10 or 11 anymore it is 20 or 21 people to the small camping trip you had planed…

No big deal that's what 8-9 tents… and there will be no problem because if someone gets a little fed up of someone they can always change tents, leaving things with no harm done… And although you never met some of this fellows that are joining your sweet calm vacations, you're positive that they are alright kind of people. So nothing can go wrong can it?

Unless…

Recently (again no connection what so ever to real events) you were part of a group of… 6 people (out of my head), may be 9, that settled for a week in the south, let's say Algarve, Oura… and it took you only three maybe four days to feel a little – how should I put it – sick of so much secrecy and gossiping.

Nah… Forget it, it won't happen again… that time there were too much people for a such small place, this time it there's plenty of space, but no really cooked meals, or soft beds, and who knows in what state the public showers are, or if there will be even hot water or not…

Nah… I'm sure the wildness and nature all around us will suppress any negative energy that might eventually rise.

John Scar Kramer

asks What do you say?

Life experience

What i have to say is quick but painfull.

See this movie, the Black Balloon, And after that tell me whose life really sucks

Reediting "Life isn't measured in minutes, but in moments"

I liked the movie, great actually, just as Jack said.

And having Jack commented the movie before me, lives me just to comment the idea.

The movie has two high points for me the birth and death of the character. The birth of the old with a mind of a young one, and the death of the young with a mind of an old one. It seems strange at first, but when you look at it with more careful, you see an old man playing, and a child being forced to exercise, and to subject itself to the world. That is exactly the kind of things I see every day, children don’t play they are subjected to the idea that they have to learn and perfect their body to the future, and in the opposite side old people are left at “playgrounds” where they have their games, naps and education. This image seems wrong. But it clear shows that a child would have better living among the old than with the conceited idea we have now.

The movie, without the plot, elaborates the idea that children and the elderly are better of together for their mutual education.

Ilusion

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