Memoirs of a Legal Alien

2009-04-05T18:42:00.001+04:00

"there's no combination of words I can put on the back of a postcard"
Jack Johnson

2008-07-26T12:00:00.003+04:00

July 25...
home alone after a serious concentration of Sigur Ros discography, some dark prose from Lovecraft, a grey sky... and it all got me down...after three days...
if i stayed home i totally would have committed suicided...
so i thought of going for a beer in town with some friends... but then got lazy...
i finally called JP... asking if i could crash at his place...
so the man asked me to stay at home till 7... and he'll pick me up via taxi...
packed mah bag... waited and at 7
i saw 6 blokes in front of my gate... singing Happy Birthday to me...
hell yes it was a surprise!
they organized everything... mostly orchestred by Tania!!
so they came over with cake, Vodka, snacks, soda, beer, bread, ham
for like 2 minutes i thought i was dreaming!
hahaha! funny stuff
the guys didn't leave me behind!
we had some drinks, nice convo, the cake was absoFUCKINGlutely yummy!
had a thrash metal session with Stephane, Nicolas, and Roger singing some along some Sepultura... with Ronnie having a teddy bear headbanging! :)
Tania had to leave early because of work...
JP has been to bed for he was tired...
the rest of us went for a walk to the view point... have some drinks... chat... and we had some special fun
that was definitely great
you're my real friends!!!!

2008-07-24T23:10:00.002+04:00

default setting...

2008-07-23T17:53:00.000+04:00

Holy crap! I just realized I have not updated this since Paris Hilton was in jail... You would not believe I spend all my time in front of a computer. Stupid Global Warming!.

I am overwhelmed with finding Jesus (after someone told me he was lost), selling my soul to Google, just generally being asleep, dreaming and chancing to every man and his dog, my day drifts aimlessly from the light through yonder window breaks to whenever. I am putting money aside so I can run away. life is like a box of chocolates, you never know what you're going to get.

I will try to remember I promised you I will make more of an effort to blog more often. Until I need your shoulder to cry on. Just the way life is!

introducing me

2008-06-05T20:50:00.002+04:00

hey folks
from now on i will contribute to the bands blog
taking the opportunity to drop in some news
Joel, JP and myself had great fun at Backyard Festival II
we did meet a lot of great musicians and are looking forward for the 3rd edition...
we're active working on songwriting, and trying to come up with a demo of our song Barrier
Myspace and Facebook page to come soon...

Hell Revival Metal Gig

2008-04-28T15:20:00.008+04:00

Some pictures from the Metal Gig in curepipe...
cap guy; Sopor Aeternus
black tshirt: Neodammerung
shylooking whitest guy: JP
Girl: Shameema
other dude with square-glasses: Ron
singing guy: spirouven
tatooed guy: Yashil
Double-neck guy who seems to fancy his wife and lover: Dario (i heard someone in the audience saying that he can turn from Kirk Hammet to Dave Mustaine...)
pictures from ALI GHANTY

Abstract

2008-04-07T21:37:00.002+04:00

Here is a reason for posting something on this blog...

Le bilinguisme électronique; Le code-switching dans les blogs mauriciens

Dorian Boncoeur

Université de Maurice

Synopsis

La démocratisation de l’Internet via l’accès à l’éducation pour tous à l’île Maurice a vu le développement considérable du nombre d’internaute sur cette ile plurilingue. Avec le développement des technologies qui affectent les langues présente au pays, on constate aussi que les langues affectent aussi l’usage de ces outils de communication. La communication a travers le sms, e-mail entre autres sont les avatars de cette manipulation de la langue de la part des mauriciens.

Depuis le début de ce siècle, le boom des blogs a été un véritable phénomène sociale. Un blog est un diminutif qui vient de l’anglais weblog qui veut dire journal en ligne. Les raisons pour avoir un blog varient du désir d’avoir un petit compte-rendu du quotidien de Mr. Tout-le-Monde aux blogs plus sérieux tel que les blogs politiquent qui sont des dispositifs essentiels lors des campagne électorales.

Maurice étant un pays plurilingue et dont la population est non insensible aux télécommunications électronique, la question se pose quant a le maniement de la langue de la part des bloggeurs mauriciens. Certes, la majeur partie des blogs tenu par des mauriciens que nous pouvons retrouver sont en anglais, mais qu’en est-il de ceux qui ne se limitent pas à une seule langue ?

John Gumperz (1982) définit le code-switching ou alternance codique comme la juxtaposition à l’intérieur d’un même échange verbal de passages ou le discours appartient à deux systèmes ou à deux sous-systèmes grammaticaux différent.

Cecilia Montes-Alcalá (2007) consacra une étude sur les blogs écrit en anglais et en espagnole; elle y met en évidence le caractère ‘démocratique’ que l’on confère aux blogs qui élident les stigmates que peuvent amener le code-switching parmi la communauté hispanique aux états-unies. Elle avance aussi que la raison principale pour ce changement de langue est surtout pour des raisons emphatique et cela démontre aussi la familiarité entre l’anglais et l’espagnol qui existe chez ces locuteurs.

Cette étude de nature qualitative tentera d’observer les articles parus sur des blogs écrits par des mauriciens qui présente des alternances codique et déterminer les différentes formes d’alternance et déterminer dans quels situations les mauriciens ont recours a un changement de langue.

Références :

· Gumperz, J (1982) ; “Conversational Code-Switching”; Discourse Strategies; Ed. John Gumperz, Cambridge, UK

· Montes-Alcalá, C. (2007); Blogging in Two Languages: Code-Switching in Bilingual Blogs. In Selected Proceedings of the Third Workshop on Spanish Sociolinguistics, ed. Jonathan Holmquist, Augusto Lorenzino, et Lotfi Sayahi,. Somerville, MA: Cascadilla Proceedings Project.

· Blood, R. (2002) ; The Weblog Handbook :Practical Advice on Creating and Maintaining your Blog; Perseus Publishing; ISBN: 073820756X

monday 3 08:31

2008-03-03T08:30:00.002+04:00

I hate Mondays

Death Proof

2008-02-01T19:43:00.001+04:00

tarantino is just awesome
i just saw his last movie Death Proof
just simply amazing
Tarantino recreates a world of vinyl jukebox, groovy cars and adventurer-girls that only exists as an illusion
what i realized is that he has just a real fixation on feet
specially women's
we can see that in the beginning of the movie where you see a camera shoot with a
travelling car with two beautiful woman's feet out of the window
kind of like in the sequence when The bride in Kill Bill is into th Pussy Wagon
and is trying to get together
but this not the only connection with Kill Bill
Tarantino uses in Death Proof different shooting techniques which might
help to set in the theme of the movie but not into a time frame
indeed after some shoots you see pretty recent nokia mobiles which
definitely means the movie was set in the 21st century
Soderberg also used previous shooting techiques in his movie The Good German
set back in the 40's post war Germany and using the cinema techniques of the time
the movie is set in Texas(at least for the first part), just like in Kill Bill who is set in Pasadena
then we move to tenesee
we also see Tarantino's art for dancing filming
he shot the scene himself like he did for Pulp Fiction
the dance also reminded of the one performed by Salma Hayek in from Dusk till Dawn
nothing but sexy
and i loved so much his shoots on girls ass making feel kinky from time to time
Kurt Russell is just an awesome actor playing the Psychopath StuntmanMike
his performance is at the top-level in the scene where he stops and tries to get together
and clear his arm...
Tarantino has a certain passion and a very particular way of
portraying pain
like the first to die in the car... with her face totally smashed and her agony before passing away
and the shotS from when the four girls in the car die
each of them is just so fabuloushe used the same in Kill Bill, particularly Volume I, where he had a perfect
mix of macabre and beauty
We also see again Ranger Earl McGraw and Son #1
the two we saw in Kill Bill vol:I
same characters, same moments (after death), same conclusion (stuff everyone already know)
I think that Tarantino's head is like a maze and in each and every of his movie we sometime
see the way in this whole neverending maze
so many intermovie references; to himself, like the girl's ringtone who's Twisted Nerves (the whistling song from Kill Bill vol I)
not to mention the language all over the movie
this whole American accent all over the place... with the Bitch, Fuck, SUck, Damn, SHit (i don't think i need to continue)
the car pursuits have been so well shot and the adreline really bursts in you the whole time
the last scene of the movie still reminds me of Kill Bill vol:I during which the Bride
fights the Mighty 88
here there's three chicks hitting on StuntmanMike...even the mum who got her long skirt up
as usual Tarantino appears in the movie
like here he plays Warren, a barman who drinks a lot, particularly shots and we see a wonderfull make-up work on him!
the movie is just a hail to the independance that all lower-middle class women should have or should dream of!
all in all just a wonderfull movie
i just wonder what happened to the Cheerleader girl.....

i wish its was the 60's, i wish we could be happy...i wish, i wish that something would happen

2008-01-24T22:53:00.001+04:00

i just finished watching the movie HollywoodLand with Adrien Brody (and Ben Aflleck -_-).
it was a potpourri of all the clichés i can remember of being fed with in my childhood.
set back in the very late1950's...
it reminded me of the time when i fell in love with literature by reading Sartre.
the book that really shook my life is i think La Nausée.
this was perhaps one of the rare moments when i felt like i really relate to what this cynical character was feeling and going through.
this was also the period when i was getting consciousness about myself and decided to, at least try, to start using this thingy i have up between my two ears...
i really would like to live in those days where everywhere you look people are always smoking (first of all i should be able to smoke!)
and the first thing to do in the morning is to get up from bed, have a scotch, a good round of morning sex and do what you wanna do...
that sounds so untrue!!
but i'd like to empty a bottle of Jack Daniel's everyday while seeing my adult life sinking like the Titanic...
that would be so great to live at the same era as Sartre, Camus, Capote, Cash and all the other great thinkers... and also to have jazz music everywhere...

i think that i might be back on track
today i've been out to buy a waterheater for home..
then i worked the whole day on the paper on mauritian blog languages...
i think that i'm slowly becoming half the nerd(aber keine Klugsheißer!) i used to be.. at least i'm gaining the interest in research back...
and i really like the subject for in some way i'm kind of thinking of the real reasons why i'm blogging..
as far as i can remember, on my first post i mentionned 'Why not'...
well perhaps there is another reason behind it...
i'm somehow discovering myself.. trying to be more open to myself...
maybe the fact that it's something that goes public gives me the incentive to once in a while write some of the many thoughts i have ..
and also knowing that actually pretty few people read it and that i no one's actually following my post breaks down an barrier as for the difficulties i might have to express myself..
and i find it pretty nice to be able to jot down my thoughts, feelings, experiences and pictures.
i believe that everyone has a specific reason why he/she blogs;
maybe to have more self conviction and be able to stand for their opinion, or to share with the online community their ideological point of view, to publish the artistic side of someone, to evade from the mundane routine and be someone else...
all in all blogging remains a narcissistic cerebral masturbation..

back to university

2008-01-21T20:23:00.000+04:00

today i resumed university

the morning was quite like a usual monday morning for me; i take much time to adapt myself with the surrounding environment filled with people and moreover those in the class who always cackle and giggle so loud every morning until the lecturer arrives.

today as usual the university was somehow not ready; my friend Ron told me that our time-table is only settled for monday and tuesday...

we had to move to another class found in the faculty of agriculture building. this is a weird fact for the faculty of social studies and humanities to which i belong and which has the most students (if i'm not mistaken) actually doesn't have a problem lecture hall! we students are constant wanderers. the hallways of this building always bare this lack of light and this is everything but encouraging to start a three hours lecture at 8 am!

the day went on pretty cool though as we actually discussed individually about our junior thesis (i'm writing a paper on Mauritian blogs...i should be devoting myself totally to this) and that's it...

today i resumed weight-lifting... needless to say how hard it was after all the junk food i've been having during the summer break and all the incredible amount of coke i've been having daily! usually there are some pretty annoying guys there who think they are the best just because they load their bars with a lot of weight but actually do the wrong movement!! so today, none of them, no damn weird noises like someone's having butt-sex... but i was sweating a lot and now feel the pain in my muscles... i also played basketball; it reminded me of my middle-school days!

been to the other lecture i had and was yet another light one and that was so cool!

shopping and then back at Quatre-Bornes!

had some sandwiches while doing some household work..had milk-spaghetti as diner and now enjoying a nice tea with some music playing!

Cool thing i am just trying; open Kid A album from Radiohead with 17 seconds interval on two different programs it make a question-answer effect!!! really amazingly cool! which shows that these guys are pure geniuses! (PS; thanks Ron)

i guess that tomorrow i should be devoting as far as possible the whole day for studying a bit, doing some reading and working on this junior thesis thingy...

Dies ist Elie, mein Freund aus univerisität... ich mag ihn heißen BROWN BEAR. Ich fragte ihn heute für die ein Bild für den Blog, aber er verweigert ... So i gestohlen das! Immer ich Spaß zu haben nettes Gespräch mit ihm und bewundere ihn für seine leichte unconformism! Gibt! Du bist auf meinem Blog! Und ich schrieb es in Deutsch, so dass du sie nicht verstehst!

summer break

2008-01-20T01:43:00.001+04:00

i have not been posting for pretty long

tomorrow my summer break (in mauritius summer break is from november or december to january) will come to an end

when i look back on these days i see a lot of memories, some good and some not as good as i wish they would be

i have been going to ile-aux-cerfs, volonteering for a charity fair, hiking to mount le Pouce, going out with my germans friends, felt lonely and helpless but also worked in a diving centre.

all in all i think that i was able to learn to love this island much more

i have been wandering a lot around the island and was able to admire the beauty that it can give to everyone who can see the bright sight of Mauritius

on new years-eve i still did´t know what to do. and i felt like not doing anything. then Phil and the others invited me to the north. we both also discussed about him needing someone to help him in the diving centre that he was actually managing in the north. i did accept for several reasons

-help a good friend of mine

-have something to do so as to escape suicide

-remind myself how i hate working and that i should get back to studying seriously again

-get a few more bucks in my pocket

Perhaps the job started that same evening when he received a call and had to get the centreäs boat on the jetty to save it from fireworks. i went to help him. funny thing we had to swim to the boat which was some metres from the jettz, and as the sun was already down, i can say i had a night swim! after much trouble we got the boat safely back.

I then celebrated new year with Philipp, Nina, Laryssa and Andreas

had pizza for diner, took our stuff to the beach, drank (a lot) and watched people starting fireworks five minutes before midnight and at midnight we had our fireworks too. then Andy and I stayed on the beach for a some conversation while drinking

the next morning went back home.

i started working the diving centre right the day after. basically there was only Philipp, Bernard the boat captain who i like to call TiBen and me. the diving centre is affiliated to one found in Belle-Mare and sometimes some other instructors and divers came from there.

the spot is definitely awesome. some who have been working in hotels around the island mention that it is the most beautiful scenery you can have from hotel. i agree quite much as it was such a beautifull lagoon where you could islands such as Coin de Mire, Round island, Flat island, Ilot Gabriel, Ile-aux-Serpents.

it took me some days to get used to the very hot climate and the burning sun which definitely got me have much more color now! and also the people who were for most of them crazy. i here refer to the guys from the boat team who was just next to the diving centre. all were very special but yet so nice and funny!

most of the evenings Phil and I used to call the day by having a nice Cuba Libre! just to chill out as it was really necessary after such hectic days at the diving centre. the job was really cool but so hectic from time.

at first my plan was to find a place in the north to stay during the period i intented to work there. but i was unable to find a room for me for everywhere was booked. so i had to do the travel from Beau-bassin to Anse-la-raie almost everyday and evening. i had to take at least 3 bus and a car lift for each way! but this allowed me to discover the north which is really beautfull. i found it pretty strucking the outraged number of palm and coconut trees that you can find on this island! but i never would be able to do all this 6 hours round trip without my buddy-ipod!

sometimes when i had free time i would do watersports which was really cool. i did tubing, and waterskiing which was hard for me for i couldnt keep my arms stretched for long, accident issue. i didnt dare trying wakeboarding, discboarding, barefoot and so on.

i was also able to try fishing, to pilot a boat, make some knots, and get to know and endless amount of things about diving.

on the 8th of January we celebrated Phils 25th Birthday at Trou-aux-Biches with Nina and Jörg and Tanja who prepared such a wonderfull diner!

although that some days were pretty hard for me i really enjoyed my summer holidays and i´m pleased to share some pictures.

my computer was dead because of some viruses which blocked the processor completely. thanks to Jörg who spent the whole of yesterday´s evening fixing it i am now slowly able to use the computer again.

i guess this is the reason why i am still awake and blogging at 2,30 am.

i just hope that i will be able to be back on track soon. i have been working on it though, been making my papers, starting some savings, i also took the books for uni that i have to read.. but didn´t start yet...

new blog name

2008-01-11T22:01:00.000+04:00

i haven´t been posting for a while
a lot have been going through in here
but i don´t wanna mention it now and will try to post something which will in a sense resume my summer break
just a few info though
-as promised i shaved my head
-i am doing something these days which totally goes against my nature
-Radiohead is awesome; it feels so good to listen to OK COMPUTER after so long and still be amazed by the magic of this album

it was pretty much of a while since i was thinking of changing the name of the Blog
I was wondering whether i´m this nerd i used to think i was
then i thought about ,,Legal Alien´´
which not only sounds cool but also portraits the way i feel in here
i also would like to post more pictures and impressions about mauritius
but for a start i should be posting much more often

the verses from the great poet Khal resumes how i feel about living in Mauritius
"parceque je suis créole de mon cordage,
indien de mon mat,
européen de la vergue,
je suis mauricien de ma quete et francais de mon exil.
Je ne serai toujours ailleurs qu´en moi-meme
parceque je ne peux qu´imaginer ma terre natale"

hair style

2007-12-30T20:53:00.000+04:00

" I'm so lonely, but that's okay, I shaved my head ...
And I'm not sad
And just maybe I'm to blame for all I've heard ...
But I'm not sure
I'm so excited, I can't wait to meet you there ...
But I don't care"

Tomorrow i'll shave my head

Seasons Greetings

2007-12-24T12:18:00.001+04:00

Merry Christmas! :)
Happy new year!!!

Kittens

2007-12-24T09:51:00.000+04:00

Active, sporty, acrobat
talkative and really emotive
playful (thanks Alyssa), hunter
Brat, likes to get attention and she can't get enough

Monkey

2007-12-24T09:41:00.001+04:00

a really beautiful cat
nice smooth long hairs
pretty affective and kind from time to time
goes mad about dairy products
whines hard when hungry
has huge eyes
Dumb from time to time...
but so lovely

Incredible Week-end; day 4

2007-12-24T09:22:00.001+04:00

sUnDaY;

This sunday i helped in the charity fair in Flacq that i mentionned

http://rotaractflacq.org/

the Haunted House worked really well, it was actually the best attraction. We had a lot of fun scaring people's ass out! To the point that some of us lost their voice. Some victims cried, some had to back out because their heart couldn't take it, some were so afraid that they were shaking like leaves and couldn't say anything, some wouldn't walk, some would hide behind their wife!
I was the one guiding them inside and it was extreme fun to scare them off!
It reminded me of the nice time we used to have when we did the Haunted Room in high-school.

Sunday evening, Alyssa and Laval came back from their trip to South-Africa and Botswana fully resplendent, fresh and smiling!
We had diner at the Lebanese place (yes, for me it was the third day in a row that i eat there). Then back home, I was just amazed but the pictures they showed me!
Team Awesome has something new, something which connects them. Each of us now have a bracelet, made of elephant tail (picture). Hence we are connected till death.
None of us will ever take it out, even for shower, or for sleep.. ( o.O )
Today is Christmas eve; although i don't believe in it, i shall somehow at least get my parents a card.

Incredible Week-end; day 3

2007-12-24T08:36:00.000+04:00

sAtUrDaY;
Flacq; 11am
as i promised Ronnie that I would be helping him to set up the Haunted House in a Charity Fair, we set pretty early to this village in the eastern part of Mauritius, despite of the sunburn that i had to face after the Ile Aux Cerfs trip.
Actually Flacq is one of those weird places in Mauritius. Yet much more busy and full of activity compared to some other towns in Mauritius (i here refer to places like Vacoas and even Beau-Bassin, my hometown)
we reached the state secondary school where we had to set the room
it was quite small though and it seems to me that the organizers lacked some coordination and experience.
at about two, i went to the supermarket to grab something to eat. It was a nice feeling to be walking in some place i don't know at all, the people looked different. it seemed like it's been only one or two generation since they came from India. There was two or three shopping malls, a lot of shops on the streets, and a striking amount of hawkers. I saw a lot of taxi working on a 'taxi-brousse' (shared-taxi) system. i guess it's also that crowded due to the Christmas shopping frenesia which seems to have reached the whole of the mauritian population, regardless of community and religion. The buses which are most of the time private operators are never in hurry to start and drive pretty slowly to try to catch each and every passengers and when the bus reaches a road where there'll be no one waiting, it seems like the driver has to catch the last train for survival, like never slowing down before humps, barely downshifting before curves. the only town linked to Flacq via bus are Rose-Hill and Curepipe i guess; the other bus lines connect to some other villages in the surroundings, so do the shared-taxis. Flacq is that place which wants to somehow give the image of a developing region; many shopping centers, brands shop, computerized lockers in supermarket, crowded streets but still conserving this rural spirit, this human closeness. Flacq is also this place where everyone looks into your bag after you've been shopping and particularly when they notice you've got some beers in your bag give you that eerie who-are-you-stare.
The day was somehow tiring for we did much for the preparation but i really enjoyed it for it got me to have a nice time with two of my best-friends from high-school. I gotta say we had much fun making fun of everyone and everything; just like we used to do in high-school where we never went to class. Memories.
We had to cab bringing us home. I had a cool nice evening; shower, then i walked into the town centre for it's somehow lively these days. even the supermarket is opened till 22:00
i had diner again at the Lebanese restaurant. then some drinks while watching still TV shows.

Incredible Week-end; day 2

2007-12-23T21:50:00.000+04:00

fRiDaY;
my friend Andreas invited me for this trip to Ile aux Cerfs
this was the first time for me that i visit an outer island
this was kind of an exciting experience for me
we started early; 7:30 after a nice quick break-fast we had to meet the transfer vehicle in a front of a restaurant in flic-en-flac
we waited for long because not only were we ahead of schedule but the minibus was late
after pretty much of a long trip which nearly worn me out (didn't have much sleep the previous night)
we reached the beach of Trou-d'Eau-Douce (picture) which i still can recall since we passed there during the 100Km bike race with TEAM AWESOME.
It is a really nice beach... typical view.. with many boats. It is a central place for departures to the island. After the nice young lady briefed us about the trip we set up to the speed boat who would be taking us to the island. Again that'd be a first experience for me

The speedboat was nice...we had a 200HP Suzuki motor so as you can see the trail on the picture it was really amazing!
We finally arrived on the island... and what do I see? this
A beach full of tourists, applying sunscreen, sunbathing, swimming in some specially reserved area with protection, restaurants, waiters, massages...
moreover most of them were old.. and enjoying this crap...
we were both somehow stunned about what we saw.
and there's a huge golf track
so that's Ile aux Cerfs?

we moved to some other place, as far as possible as this junk of consumerism and superiority tourism. we laid down under some filao trees and had a swim... the water was ok... but there was a lot of dead seagrass because of the incredible amount of speedboat traffic there and as the water is not deep enough and also the skipper who don't seem to give a damn, the underwater life is pretty much damaged. But the government needs to feed itself upon these tourists... so; to hell the environment.
after some swim i tried to see what does this island have to give me... there was nothing much to see while snorkelling... sometimes i would be lucky to some algae and some fished, star fish, and other thingies...
but there was the hell of a lot of sea urchins... sometimes so huge and so purple...
after that and some well deserved rest, we proceeded to see a waterfall which was at the other end of the island...
again so touristic...boat goes there, at the mouth of Grand River South East... see the waterfall, take pictures, sometimes videos, try touching the water... then our boat leaves... and then comes another one... and there are three more others waiting!
then again the boat took us to another point of the island where we were to have a BBQ lunch..
on arriving there.. it was the sum of all touristic sight-seeing... Sega dancing...
sega is the so-called local folklore here... almost everywhere they wanna sell some kinda image of Mauritius, there are sega dancers...
so we both sat at this table with the Reunion family who were talking shit about us.. but who didn't know that i speak and study French as major... they were always passing comments about what we would be doing... and they were just horror-struck when they realized that i speak french...
anyways back to the sega thing... the musicians could have been worst and they were really great to the point that they tossed a Redemption Song from Bob Marley just for me!!
again the tourists went taking pictures again with the sega dancers and the island around.
we took the boat back to Trou-d'Eau-Douce and set back home.
Bottom-line; cool nice experience with Andreas but way too touristic... they made a mess out of the nice long sandy beautiful beaches of this island.
In the evening i had diner with Phil, Nina and Laryssa. We intended to go to this nice restaurant in Quatre-Bornes but they were full. We had no other choice than to hit the nearby café, the food was OK but such in a small quantity. Then we picked up Tania and hit some pubs. First we went to Le Suffren, this hotel in the Port-Louis harbour, pretty posh, with expensive and crappy cocktails. We didn't stay long there because the atmosphere was somehow boring and Laryssa was yawning a lot. Then we took this water-taxi that took us to the Caudan Waterfront, there was this sports pub which was kind of OK, with of course better cocktails, a bit less than Le Suffren.
We met some crew from LTU, had some nice drinks and chat before finally hitting the road to home by 3 am. Unfortunately no pictures of this evening.

Incredible Week-end; day 1

2007-12-22T03:06:00.000+04:00

ThUrSdAy;
the week-end started well
See this mountain? we nailed it!!!
with Andreas we started to Le Pouce; this mountain which is not that far from the university
we had the intention to have a hiking trip but it was always postponned for unlike me Andreas steady in his studies. we met in Quatre-Bornes and after a stop-over at university for breakfast and some administrative stuff

we then set of to the mountain after all in all 3 buses. we reached a marvellous rural place which was kinda funny because the dispositions of the houses were not only weird but you could also see an old corrugated iron sheet next to a new large house (N.B. large doesn't mean beautiful though). If i'm not mistaken this place is called Petit Verger. Beautiful rustic place were there was a lot of old indian women cultivating the land and carrying bags of their harvest on the head

Climbing was not that hard... it seemed like a long ascending walk for there was a pathway that hikers usually take(on this picture; Andreas on the way to conquer Le Pouce). i gotta say that it a a famous hike track. we met some people up there; two french women, a mauritian guy, his french woman and their two kids...
these latter mentionned that they come from Port-Louis
the scenery was nothing but awesome and the fauna & flora was stuning..weird plants and animals and sometimes plants like animals. Although the weather was not that great i have to mention that it was a nice trip because there was a tropical depression nearing the island. the summit was all so cloudy and it was raining most of the time! but i gotta admit that from time to time mother nature was kind enough to allow us to see the beautilful landscape

we also saw some pretty funny things like a small altar to hail Virgin Mary on the middle on the mountain and nearly at the top was an indian flag with this 3-looking symbol. we made our way to the summit where it was really cold and slippery... on this part the climbing was really hard but we didn't see anything because we were all up in the clouds ... we barely saw 5 metres ahead of us...we didn't stay long high there.
we made the way down through Port-Louis... it was much more of a pain in the ass... the land was much more slippery and we nearly fell down various times... and it was so long and boring... just the same view... it seemed like we were not progressing... i even broke my shoes and had to throw them away... fortunately Andreas has slippers
finally there was a different pathway that we say... it was all dry...
we had several stop there.. and finally hit the city near the Champs de Mars horse track
i felt like walking in port-louis was kinda different this day...
there was somekind of magic in the air i guess... i saw all the beauty of it... maybe it was because i've seen it from high up and then soaking into it was a nice feeling... we started with the suburb where you could feel this warm human feeling of kids playing on streets, old shops (see picture)
Then getting into city centre...
Company gardens... sitting of the bench which was the crossroad of my life (where Chinyere and Christin met)
great moments...
back in Quatre-Bornes to pick up some stuff
i went to Flic en Flac
soaked in the sea... prepared and ate dinner
hit some beers with my dear friend... we also had nice chat
Es war eine phantastische Tour und noch einmal vielen Dank an meinen Freund Andreas, der mir ein unvergessliches Erlebnis ermöglicht hat!

Rainy day, dream away

2007-12-19T09:30:00.001+04:00

Hey man, take a look out the window 'n' see what's happenin'
Hey man, it's rainin'
It's rainin' outside man
Aw, don't worry 'bout that
Everything's gonna be everything
We'll get into somethin' real nice you know
Sit back and groove on a rainy day
Yeah
Yeah I see what you mean brother, lay back and groove.

Rainy day, dream away
Ah let the sun take a holiday
Flowers bathe an' ah see the children play
Lay back and groove on a rainy day.

Well I can see a bunch of wet creatures, look at them on the run
The carnival traffic noise it sings the tune splashing up 'n'
Even the ducks can groove rain bathin' in the park side pool
And I'm leanin' out my window sill diggin' ev'rything
And ah and you too.

Rainy day, rain all day
Ain't no use in gettin' uptight
Just let it groove its own way
Let it drain your worries away yeah
Lay back and groove on a rainy day hey
Lay back and dream on a rainy day

still raining today
it might not be raining that much but it's enough to get me grounded
here i'm posting pictures from my small yesterday trip
they are from my phone camera... so excuse me for the low quality

i wanted to capture the island with a coming cyclone
it's pretty impressive.. you kinda feel like in the middle of a whirl
this is also a view of Quatre-Bornes from the Candos Hill

The last two pictures are of the track that i had to make because of this weird guy that i met when i started climbing and who mentionned a special bike track... which i never found... so the climbing was somehow hard.
uphill; 20:14:58
downhill: 13:40:81

At the extremity of the hill was this pole which i climbed to have a better view... i didn't see any other utility of it...

shrinking spaces

2007-12-18T09:23:00.000+04:00

this morning i woke up early for some Mountain biking session at Candos Hill
It was awesome to go get lost (somehow unintentionally)
i felt good to hit the trails although it was raining

but...

i had the worst day ever since a lot of days
i unfortunately saw Cindy in the Caudan Waterfront Foodcourt today
with her new date
how uncool is that?
sometimes i tend to take everything as a competition
if this breakup would be a competition i think that i'd be the one who lost the game
i was the one who invited her for lunch (and dinner)
she was the one to refuse
i was the one to see her at the opposite table
she wasn't the one who left with a huge red face full of anger
i guess the list is much longer
but hey i don't know if i'm misreading or taking all blame on me
anyways i hate the fact of me being wrong or something not going as i thought it'd be!

i may not be a good writer
i may not express myself as i wish i would
i may not write in a linear form but i think that i don't care
i mean it's pretty hard for me to keep this blog because usually after writing everyline of it
i use to think of a lot of stylistic matters...

it seems that i'm not good at all in expressing my emotions and feelings
this is the reason why i moved out of my parents place
having a certain distance from them (more that it was from the time i was living there)
helped me at least to have a conversation with my mother
and now?
i couldn't explain to myself the reason why i left this table
it's just that i could not finish my dim sum
and i NEVER stop eating... NEVER...
bottom line; all i did was to take the bus home as far as possible to meet my only buddy Green Island
Hide my head; i wanted to drown my sorrow... hoping for no tomorrow
but the phone rang... why did i have to turn it on again...

now here it goes feeling just trapped in circles again
gosh i just wanna find a way out of it all
i'm just tired of loosing everything in my life again...

and even all these days i couldn't stop thinking about her...
and here it's 18:20
i've been sleeping a lot this afternoon....
this night will be long and painful

this picture above shows somehow i feel today...

Realm of improbability

2007-12-17T09:58:00.000+04:00

8:38- wake up
although i've been to bed at nearly 4 am i couldn't sleep much longer, just as everyday
felt like having a lazy monday. i guess that a few people have the chance to enjoy such moments
9:35- shower
outside was somehow greyish and it was starting to rain slowly
i was so glad because i'd be able t have a rainy day
on rainy days i like to have a hot shower, then a nice breakfast and do whatever i feel like
this feeling of being in your towel with your clean body and nice hot coffee and raining outside makes me feel so peaceful
10:06- coffee time
10:19- a change of plans?
it seems that the weather is getting clear
how am I gonna stay home?
10:21-Pink FLoyd's The Wall is on
saw Nina's chat and she'll be dropping by soon for a small trip to the east
17:04- Back home
Met Laryssa, Nina's friend from Germany and we took a small trip to Belle-Mare for some snorkelling but the weather was very windy (i heard that there is a cyclone in the region) and i was the only one to bring snorkeling equipments also![pic; Nina on the Belle-Mare beach talking to Laryssa's foot]
So, we set off to the Waterpark which was not for from our spot
we had much fun there.. we had some improvised races that i couldn't simply win because my ass was a handicap when sliding down the attractions! we also swam against the wave and to the source of it in the wave pool! Nice sensation where you feel that you are about to die underwater!
17:22- outta shower
pasta eating and web surfing
some left-overs from Saturday was still remaining!
20:05;
I'm still hungry and might go for some soup pretty soon
Since i'm reading a lot of blogspot blogs lately my mind is set off to the various adventurous life i could be leading. This blog from Charlotte Rose is so amazing. To me, this sentence summarizes it all "I spend all my money travelling and then return home to make some more."
The hell how cool and great to be leading such a life. This blog deserves to be on my blogs i love list.

"we are standing on the edge"

2007-12-16T23:04:00.000+04:00

Sundays can be really depressing
but since i'm in Quatre-Bornes it gets different
the town is lively with the fair and so on...
weird experience that i had yesterday...
my head was spinning so much and it happened again the whole day
i had a soup as diner and i guess it's quite easy to prepare it

was just browsing some blogs and i realized that lately this feeling of powerlessness which is mine is mainly due to the fact that i not only feel but am fruitless
it's been a serious decline as i don't feel much of that urge i use to have for art in every form
this constant will to be able to make something out of myself.
i also feel like loosing the touch for social research
today i was on the verge of quiting college
but still i feel compelled about my future
who am i gonna be? what am i gonna do? how will i be able to help people?
i guess the reason i go out much lately is to forget about all these
and i don't have art anymore in my life

bottom line i lost will to live
Cindy was perhaps one of them
and it's when you don't have something that you realize how important it might be
it seems like what bothers me more about this break-up is the fact that i have been wrong
why am i so obsessed about always making the right move?

i just also recall that i'm a huge word eater
i've just been scooping through some of my past posts and in all of them some words are missing
i'm so impulsive; this is so obvious by the drastic shift and lack of flow in my thoughts

where is my mind?

the Philosophy of Time Travel

2007-12-16T21:53:00.000+04:00

WARNING; DO NOT READ THIS BEFORE WATCHING DONNIE DARKO
I wanted to post a continuous version of the Philosophy of Time-Travel after having a recent conversation about my probable interpretation of Donnie Darko.
Finding the pages of the book was quite hard and this helped me in understanding the movie much more.
The book is not real; Richard Kelly (the director) wrote it during the editing stages of the film, and was intending to incorporate it into the original version but time and budget constraints prevented this. The Director's Cut restores the original vision of the pages that Richard Kelly wanted. These are the only pages of the book; although the book Dr. Monnitoff gives to Donnie seems to have many pages, only those which are on the web site and DVD have been shown. It is assumed these were the only pages created, for the web site.
Down is the two-pages appendix

The Philosophy of Time-Travel
Roberta Sparrow
1944

foreword

I would like to thank the sisters of the Saint John

Chapter in Alexandria, Virginia for their support

(in my decision).

By the grace of God, they are:

Sister Eleance Lewis

Sister Francesca Godard

Sister Helen Davis

Sister Catherine (Arnold)

Sister Mary Lee Pond

Sister Virginia (Weaver)

....This intent(?) of this short book is for it to be used as a

simple and direct guide in a time of great danger.

I pray that this is merely a work of fiction.

If it is not, then I pray for you, the reader of this book.

....If I am still alive when the events

foretold in these pages occur, then I hope that you

will find me before it is too late.

Roberta Ann Sparrow

October, 1944
Chapter One

The Tangent Universe

....The Primary Universe is fraught with great peril.

War, plague, famine and natural disaster are common.

Death comes to us all.

....The Fourth Dimension of Time is a stable construct,

though it is not impenetrable.

....Incidents when the fabric of the fourth dimension

becomes corrupted are incredibly rare.

....If a Tangent Universe occurs, it will be highly

unstable, sustaining itself for no longer than several

weeks.

....Eventually it will collapse upon itself, forming a

black hole within the Primary Universe capable of

destroying all existence.

Chapter Two

Water And Metal

Water and Metal are the key elements of Time Travel.

....Water is the barrier element for the construction of

Time Portals used as gateways between Universes at the

Tangent Vortex.

....Metal is the (transitional) element for the construction

of Artifact Vessels.
Chapter Four

The Artifact And

The Living

....When a Tangent Universe occurs, those living

nearest to the Vortex will find themselves at the epi-

center of a dangerous new world.

....Artifacts provide the first sign that a Tangent

Universe has occurred.

....If an Artifact occurs, the Living will retrieve it with

great interest and curiosity. Artifacts are formed from

metal, such as an Arrowhead from an ancient Mayan

civilization, or a Metal Sword from Medieval Europe.

....Artifacts returned to the Primary Universe are often

linked to religious iconography; as their appearance on

Earth seems to defy logical explanation.

....Divine Intervention is deemed the only logical con-.

clusion for the appearance of the Artifact.

Chapter Six

The Living Receiver

....The Living Receiver is chosen to guide the Artifact

into position for it's journey back to the Primary Universe.

No one knows how or why a Receiver will be chosen.

....The Living Receiver is often (blessed) with a Fourth

Dimensional Power(s). These include increased strength,

telekinesis, mind control, and the ability to conjure

fire and water.

....The Living Receiver is often tormented by terrifying

dreams, visions and auditory hallucinations during his

time within the Tangent Universe.

....Those surrounding the Living Receiver, known as the

Manipulated, will fear him and try to destroy him.

Chapter Seven

The Manipulated

Living

....The Manipulated Living are often the close friends

and neighbors of the Living Receiver.

....They are prone to irrational, bizarre, and often

violent behavior. This is the unfortunate result of their

task, which is to assist the Living Receiver in returning

the Artifact to the Primary Universe.

....The Manipulated Living will do anything to save

themselves from Oblivion.

Chapter Ten

The Manipulated

Dead

....The Manipulated Dead are more powerful than the

Living Receiver. If a person dies within the Tangent

Dimension, they are able to contact the Living

Receiver through the Fourth Dimensional Construct.

The Fourth Dimensional Construct is made of Water.

....The Manipulated Dead will manipulate the Living

Receiver using the Fourth Dimensional Construct (see

Appendix A and B).

....The Manipulated Dead will often set an Ensurance

Trap for the Living Receiver to ensure that the Artifact

is returned safely to the Primary Universe.

....If the Ensurance Trap is successful, the Living

Receiver is left with no choice but to use his Fourth

Dimensional Power to send the Artifact back in time

into the Primary Universe before the Black Hole

collapses upon itself.

Chapter Twelve

Dreams

....When the Manipulated awakens from their Journey

into the Tangent Universe, they are often haunted by

the experience in their dreams.

Many of them will not remember.

....Those who do remember the Journey are often over-

come with profound remorse for the regretful actions

buried within their Dreams, the only physical evidence

buried within the Artifact itself, all that remains from

the lost world.

....Ancient myth tells us of the Mayan Warrior killed

by an Arrowhead that had fallen from a cliff, where

there was no Army, no enemy to be found.

....We are told of the Medieval Knight mysteriously

impaled by the sword he had not yet built.

We are told that these things occur for a reason.

NOTES
LIVING RECEIVER Donnie Darko
MANIPULATED DEAD Frank Anderson, Gretchen Ross (not her real name)
MANIPULATED LIVING Edmund Darko, Rose Darko, Elizabeth Darko, Samantha Darko, Katherine Farmer, Elisabeth Farmer, Jim Cunningham (died October, 1988) Kenneth Monnitoff, Karen Pomeroy, Garry Cole, Cherita Chen, Seth Devlin, Ricky Danforth, Joanie James, Susan Bates, Sean Smith, Leroy Jones, Michael Carier, Linda Connie, Roberta Sparrow

2007-12-15T18:49:00.000+04:00

28 days, 6 hours, 42 minutes and 12 seconds.

Am I that desperate?

2007-12-12T21:30:00.000+04:00

it seems I am...
this evening I've been sleeping myself off so hard that when i woke i thought that i passed out
it was only 7 30pm
and then it happened...
i went off on St. Jean Road
walked to the fast-food
ordered burger, French fries and coke...
yes i did it...
and the mayonnaise was so eurk...
this made me realize that something might not be working
i think that not being alone does not mean been not being lonely
and after loneliness...
then say hi to emptiness
and that sucks the hell of a lot
i shall be doomed...

Axou

2007-12-07T03:34:00.000+04:00

Definitions of Axou on the Web:

an often attractive yet intelligent woman

syn; Axelle Beeharry

Strawberries

2007-12-06T13:49:00.000+04:00

i like them
this week i've been plucking 7 so far
garden stawberries are awesome

these four have been plucked on monday
i had to put them in the fridge to preserve them but the taste is so wonderful
seems the plants are doing well too! they shine in green glory!

monday bike trip with Nina

2007-12-06T13:34:00.001+04:00

This monday my german friend Nina and I went to university by bike
after class decided to have a small trip
we wanted to see if there's way through the sugarcane fiels from Moka to Quatre-Bornes
we cruised through some weird places where they were breeding chicken and the smell was awefull!
anyways our aim was somehow to go get lost in the nature of the island and the pure smell of growing sugar cane!
the picture is where we had to stop because of this river we couldn't cross and also what seemed to be somehow a thick gathering of green elements!

Here is Nina who was wearing a safety helmet for the first time

is this blog turning into a cat one?

2007-12-05T16:26:00.000+04:00

seems my life lately have been revolving around the cats
i think of them all the time
even at university
yesterday was my last lecture
i slept during most of the class
today there was a get together between the peeps from my class
showed up there with nina
we spent our time eating a lot
particularly roasted eggs!
when i was back i started watching the first season of Scrubs again which is really cool!
then i was having a vanilla yogurt when the cats came begging me for some
then i had the idea of a dairy product licking competition between the two sisters
score:
Kitten; 45 seconds
Monkey; 35 seconds
Monkey wins
she's not so playfull lately
Kittens is... seems we connect more lately
that doesn't prevent her from hunting though
today's scheme is still lizards
i saw one of them in her mouth
i had to track her in the whole hard and convince her to let it off, then bring her inside
Monkey seems much more lost in her stare...
i think that cats are really proud animals and i like that!

rats events cont.

2007-12-02T07:30:00.000+04:00

DORIAN: 1
Rat; 0

this morning after quite a weird night, i decided that this damn rat can't be as smart as I am
so, yesterday night i got Kittens in the bicycle room to kill the rat but when i woke up this morning to look for a dead rat body, there was none
instead our tiny lil friend was walking around the room
so i got Kittens in again, but all that she did was to play again with that injured rat
as it was about time, i took over the business.
blocked the corridor with the carpets opened the room door and it started running mad
got in the corridor, tried to climb one carpet but i was quick enough to give it a rapid smash over the head
this was a hard hit for our tiny lil' friend
it ran to the living room where i smashed it to DEATH
sorry for those who think here that i shouldn't have but
i did nothing but helping her, she already was wounded and perhaps sooner or later one of the cats would have eaten her...
cleaned the house again
celebrating the with some Jean-Jacques Goldman!
AWESOME!!
now off for break-fast
PEACE OUT!!

cats and rats

2007-12-01T21:24:00.000+04:00

hectic day this first of december
after moving my stuff to Quatre-bornes today
i had to run to Rose-Hill to return a DVD
went shopping first at Rose-HIll market then Super U
cleaned the whole house
then went to Spar for a sec
shower+diner while watching TV Shows

not that great because the cats have been real pain in the ass
maybe they do that because they just realize that Alyssa and Laval won't be here
monkey looks somehow depressed
and kittens has brought 3 rats in
they wanna gimme a bad time

worst is the last rat, which to my knowledge, kittens brought in
only wounded it, and was playing with it, now they're both inside the bicycle room
dunno what's gonna become of these two folks but i gotta clean all the mess again tomorrow morning

seems like cats themselves bring rats in, instead of scaring them off!

Media and Mauritius

2007-11-27T15:06:00.000+04:00

i had an awesome day yesterday...
it seems like everything is getting on a nice way this week...
on leaving the university i saw a fire in a sugar cane field
it was pretty far from where i was but there was quite a bunch of smoke that was in the air
and i gotta say that i was quite impressed...
it made me think of all the disasters and calamities that we see on TV
9/11, forest-fires in Southern-America, Terrorist attacks and so on
i think that we people who don't see it or never experience such thing
it seems like the TV show HEROES is pretty cool in the sense that it explores this phobia of the end and some probable invasion by 'the other' (peeps with abilities)
we can just not estimate how disastrous and what kind of impact it might be having
physically, psychologically, financially and all the blablabla
and it made me also think that the media through which we see all of these events have a role
in the way we think.
i mean, nowadays, i don't know if people still dare watching the evening news on the local TV
loads of households now have satellite TV and internet
but most of these channels are convey much of a westernized point of view
i'm pointing at anyone here but i can't understand that what's happening in middle east or eastern countries are just facts and figures
i recall 9/11, how the whole world was seeing the images live
while some were feeling so crushed about the events
some other we rejoicing, burning flags...
they just don't get it... it's not about Nation... it's about human lives
it's stunning how some British news company make such a fuss about the intervention of their troops in Iraq and how "glorious" these soldiers are
i mean, being in the army ain't a baby's stuff, but we all know the vestige wars....
moreover, every magazine about this part of the world give the impression that they actually just leave these person who are in great difficulties with their own fate
and then there's always a bunch of idealists who think that they can change the world
and they try god damn hard, but never succeed...
why?
because they don't have any consequent back up in whatever way
living in a country where people, even the so-called "elite" is being conditionned not to think and to be passive
it's hard to take a stand
in class today, there was a "discussion" about intelligence and stupidity
the conversation got much better in class when my lecturer had a good point about people who sooner or later will have to take their own fate in these dumb hands
i mean, there is not much political continuity in here
and all of these guys just come up to fill their pockets and leave to their street in London...
and most of the youngster just leave the country, hoping that the grass in more green elsewhere
Australia, Canada, Ireland, sometimes UK and so on...
but what about Mauritius?

Mohicans

2007-11-27T13:57:00.000+04:00

exit the DeNiro style....
this....
is outdated....
Driving the streets of New York and trying to save some who don't want to be saved... neh...
i mean no offense to Martin (Scorcesse)...
now people want some exotic views...

here's the new PUNK
and that's how we roll!!!
introducing Ronnie
20 years old
wears two different shoes to show that he's against the abuse of young asian children who work in shoe plants
carries a paperclip which he was using for private business
has a special way of walking... very special
and he's from the block... so dontcha mess wid da boy!
new hair style and color... DORIAN signature! what do you say! :))

quick thought

2007-11-23T13:16:00.000+04:00

quick thoughts about today's world
i get the feeling that we are back in the 19th century where in europe people were feeling lost about their world; this feeling of powerlessness of their lack of contribution to their world. this weird sensation that after so many european wars (but still today warship is still being hailed), there is not much space to be on earth.
well it makes me think that these persons had a brain, a certain awareness and most of all geniuses1! Goethe, Baudelaire and so on...
nowadays we're left with stupidity and those who ain't well...you can't swim against the tide.
even in the 20th century, there was a rock era, a Hippie era, a Rap era, a Metal era...
but happened next after these guys from Seattle came up with this whole new revolutions? i'm here refering to Kurt Cobain and Nirvana!!!
even Dave Grohl lost that punch!! but Foo Fighters is awesome though!!!
and what about Dave Mustain... i no longer feel his frustration from being kicked out of Metallica in his Music
and Dream Theater was my rescue wheel.... untill i realized they didn't do much after Train of Thought
here in Mauritius, you always see the same person stiving hard to maintain and promote this damn huge bunch of culture we have
i mean, artistically speaking, the first novel of the southern hemisphere was from a mauritian in 1802.
and young people here are just so dumb and this lack of involvement has to end.
Marx said "Prolétaires, levez-vous!"
maybe we should all wake up in here!

first post

2007-11-20T14:34:00.000+04:00

ah.. here we go
Quatre-Bornes, Mauritius. 16:10 according to my Q&Q black watch on my left wrist
this is the first post of my blog
what is a blog? hell i don't know
i'm just too damn lazy to google it
why having a blog? why not!!!
i mean since lately the days to come will be a serious occasion of intense autoanalysis,
i thought that this might be the perfect chance to jot down some of my fucking weird ideas that i i have all the time
maybe also that writing in english would be cool
damn shit, i read on some blogs that some people might actually do browse blogs randomly
so maybe i should introduce myself
hi, i'm genetik.master
20 years old
living actually in beau-bassin (well basically that's my hometown but i do wander around until i find a place to settle for good...if possible)
i study french at the university of mauritius
work as a research assistant with one of the most coolest boss ever
day-dreams a lot
and i'm a Nerd (thank you Chana)
why a nerd? or maybe what is a nerd...
i tend to think that answering this question by the following equation is appropriate:
x = a > b
where x is the nerd
a is the nerd's IQ
b is the nerd's body weight
i'm not good in algebra but it's quite an easy one
there nothing bad in being a nerd... it just that you do something that most people around you don't do... you think and you have an urge to have a culture.
why that? well i think that in my past life... there was a particular event that had a consequent impact on me
while randomly browsing an old encyclopedia from 1982 that i had at home, i felt on an article on science which said "science is knowledge... and knowledge is power"
and i think that everyone wants, in some kinda of way to have power, in whatever form it might be and this was perhaps the first event that activated my brain (which was asleep for 16 years)
but unfortunately i was bad in science in middle and high school... i fell in love with art an especially literature which enabled me in some way to structure myself, my own personality, my atheism and my constant urge to find a way to existance now
gosh how these days were like...wow... constant battle to be alive...
funny though... i should have been listening to Britney Spears and cry it all out on an altar in front of god and wait for him to act...
but....beeep... ain't like... it's my way on the highway...
reading a good book on atheism by Michel Onfray
more to come on the blog
peace out......