The Plan!
We will stay on in LPL and USAir until March, unless the office will have been closed down before that date.
Meanwhile: 2 trips, I guess. Next week via DXB and the 7's to BKK for a week and suffer Christmas Callcentre Blues thereafter. In Jan, with Grace and Vale to Mexico, unless these plans get cancelled as usual.
Gives me a bit of time to study Japanese and prepare my new short plan! I'm about to make a "pilot" of my full movie, rewriting the story to be filmable from LPL only (i.e.w/o nn for tvl), warping about even worse than Almódovar between here there then and now. 1 problem... tvlwise: need an airport and busier than LPL, even MAN might not do... LHR best, but workaround exists... msging about conx into north.
First and bare backbone draft:
Actors needed: Son, Girl, Daddy, Mother, a flash of wife, Stunner.
Timeframe... 10' max... stories to be told: daddy meets mommy in pictures, boy meets girl in pub, daddy in midlife crisis (after the whole world turned against him) tries to re-live the past, girl tries to find father, boy trying to shake off family ties.
Scene 1: Beautiful young Girl waiting at busstation, bus to pull in at apt with Daddy getting off, and returning to origin with Girl. Will cross and nearly bump into one another, nobody knows nada. Stunner around.
Scene 2: Girl checks in at LPL hostel.
Scene 3: Daddy shows pictures from gap-year to Son via chat/FB/whatever, already far away.
Scene 4: Son having a lonely pint in dark alternative pub. Stunner around.
Scene 5: Daddy and wife big fight, harsh final words, slamming doors, suitcase out of the window.
Scene 6: Mother talks to Girl on FB/whatever, begging her to come back home untill shouting "Es el!"
Scene 7: Daddy gets made redundant in company closure: letter, newsflashes, newspaper, crisis, DOOOOM.
Scene 8: Dark alternative pub, Girl asks lonely Son why he is alone. Stunner around. We explain the whole story: parents seperated, still very fresh, dad fucked off. Girl says he should be happy to know his dad, she's looking for hers. DOOOOOM!!! A question, a smile, a drink, a blush, an email and a phone number. Mainly though just dark music, staring at a pint and sighs. Friday
Scene 9: Mother talks to Girl on FB/whatever
Scene 10: Daddy talks to Son on FB/whatever
Scene 11: Son in front of tvl agcy window. Stunner around. Saturday
Scene 12: Son having breakfast in kitchen with wife, Sunday, phone rings, Girl calling, wife slamming Daddy (just like your father), Son pushing/spilling cereals all over and slamming door before answering.
Scene 13: Son and Girl in park Stunner around.
Scene 14: Son and Girl in pub, Stunner around.
Scene 15: Son and Girl in bedroom, FB, "Es El!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
FIN
Thursday, November 21, 2013
Thursday, November 14, 2013
And again, we need a restart.
Time for hibernation now, maybe that revives the need for introspection a bit more.
Frustration is all I'm getting lately. Unsettled with the contradictions I'm supposed to live up to at the office, there are signs I might still have a brain after all. It's difficult doing a brainless job, I mean a job in which not thinking is requirement, a rule. Having lived a life full of colours, albeit hidden in grey folds, it's turning impossible to believe there's only black and white. No light, or too much light, either way, you don't see anything. A black and white world.
If there is no maybe, there's no might. If there is no promise, there is no flight.
Chuck it out!!!! Or wait, still having plans, still thinking of doing something. I've been told I shouldn't think and especially I shouldn't be doing things, not on my own initiative.
The future is getting dark, they're going to need me, but I can do without them better than ever before. They're going to chuck me out. Jealousy is what I'm waiting for, I won't get it though. Smalltime fry, can't blame them for having been produced purposefully shortsighted...
If there is a past, there is a future and as such the present is futile. I need to rethink when to use my brain, when to lock it away and when to let it run free. How long should the leash be?
Moving to the desert might be a bit hard. A mountaintop or a tree seem better to me, especially the latter. A tree gives shelter with it's leaves and branches, A tree is strong, a tree gives life. The internet, the exact medium I'm using now, doesn't do any of those.
Time for hibernation now, maybe that revives the need for introspection a bit more.
Frustration is all I'm getting lately. Unsettled with the contradictions I'm supposed to live up to at the office, there are signs I might still have a brain after all. It's difficult doing a brainless job, I mean a job in which not thinking is requirement, a rule. Having lived a life full of colours, albeit hidden in grey folds, it's turning impossible to believe there's only black and white. No light, or too much light, either way, you don't see anything. A black and white world.
If there is no maybe, there's no might. If there is no promise, there is no flight.
Chuck it out!!!! Or wait, still having plans, still thinking of doing something. I've been told I shouldn't think and especially I shouldn't be doing things, not on my own initiative.
The future is getting dark, they're going to need me, but I can do without them better than ever before. They're going to chuck me out. Jealousy is what I'm waiting for, I won't get it though. Smalltime fry, can't blame them for having been produced purposefully shortsighted...
If there is a past, there is a future and as such the present is futile. I need to rethink when to use my brain, when to lock it away and when to let it run free. How long should the leash be?
Moving to the desert might be a bit hard. A mountaintop or a tree seem better to me, especially the latter. A tree gives shelter with it's leaves and branches, A tree is strong, a tree gives life. The internet, the exact medium I'm using now, doesn't do any of those.
Sunday, August 25, 2013
Mmmmm, getting through a difficult capitalist moment, giving away to the gold... checking out to buy a bike. A cash strapped philosopher like ourselves was looking at a 15yr old Suzi. It would of course greatly enhance mobility, still be more ecological than an old car, but in the end mean spending money on other than life support. But then, I'm about to board a list of planes, defo not ecological. If only I could believe promising meself that this trip is the one but last one and after that we're starting the prophecy of the way out.
The alternative order is slowly taking shape though. Still working on acceptable base lines making sure all dogma's are out. Pretty sure there are plenty of people out there with a healthy set of brains believing in the strenghts of common sense and sensibility.
How can one tooth ruin a day... . Anyway we did survive another one.
I'm seeing children and unborn everywhere around me. How unfortunate that I will remain depraved of aggravating the overpopulation of our dear planet, the source of our existance. There is a future for those who believe that current progress is solely aimed at destroying our reason for being.
While it seems parts of the world are still mired in feodal structures while being caught up by modern anihilistic stupidism of the happy few, there are signs that the earth could survive it's destructive occupants. WE ARE NOT ALONE
But then, how best to go back to a life that has long been lost
sorry, no pic today
The alternative order is slowly taking shape though. Still working on acceptable base lines making sure all dogma's are out. Pretty sure there are plenty of people out there with a healthy set of brains believing in the strenghts of common sense and sensibility.
How can one tooth ruin a day... . Anyway we did survive another one.
I'm seeing children and unborn everywhere around me. How unfortunate that I will remain depraved of aggravating the overpopulation of our dear planet, the source of our existance. There is a future for those who believe that current progress is solely aimed at destroying our reason for being.
While it seems parts of the world are still mired in feodal structures while being caught up by modern anihilistic stupidism of the happy few, there are signs that the earth could survive it's destructive occupants. WE ARE NOT ALONE
But then, how best to go back to a life that has long been lost
sorry, no pic today
Thursday, August 22, 2013
The alternative order is the only viable alternative for the tree.
Nothing wrong with the tree, but it is where I'll end up if life's a cycle.
Getting in contact with old friends gives life a nice perspective at times, but isn't that part of running around in circles? Sometimes I wish I were a tree all by myself.
As said before. No life, so I travel. People think I've got a great life. I've been places, but like snakes and ladders, always gliding back to square 1. Not sure that that's great now. Anyway, it's starting to appear likely that I'll be heading for Salta once more. Quick visit. No more new starts in new places, Salta we know, in Salta we trust. Might even have a place to crash, a suffocating one, but in the end we're still waiting for the sky to fall down on our head. Said it before, sometimes we need to go back in order to get forward. Maybe this could work out. An ugly start doesn't necessary mean an ugly ending.
Can't complain about the weather either.
We need fresh fruit in the range of Mangos, we love mangos. Mangos here are like apples, need to get real ones, fresh ones.
I did have some good stuff to say about the alternative order, some real convincing stuff, but then, that was yesterday and I wasn't writing yesterday, so it'll be for later.
Energy, ¿where has all the energy gone?
Let's add a pic and call it a day.
Nothing wrong with the tree, but it is where I'll end up if life's a cycle.
Getting in contact with old friends gives life a nice perspective at times, but isn't that part of running around in circles? Sometimes I wish I were a tree all by myself.
As said before. No life, so I travel. People think I've got a great life. I've been places, but like snakes and ladders, always gliding back to square 1. Not sure that that's great now. Anyway, it's starting to appear likely that I'll be heading for Salta once more. Quick visit. No more new starts in new places, Salta we know, in Salta we trust. Might even have a place to crash, a suffocating one, but in the end we're still waiting for the sky to fall down on our head. Said it before, sometimes we need to go back in order to get forward. Maybe this could work out. An ugly start doesn't necessary mean an ugly ending.
Can't complain about the weather either.
We need fresh fruit in the range of Mangos, we love mangos. Mangos here are like apples, need to get real ones, fresh ones.
I did have some good stuff to say about the alternative order, some real convincing stuff, but then, that was yesterday and I wasn't writing yesterday, so it'll be for later.
Energy, ¿where has all the energy gone?
Let's add a pic and call it a day.
Monday, August 19, 2013
Did you read yesterday's entry? Really? Thanks a million, I feel flattered. How did you find it? No, how. What do I care what you thought of it. It's a personal thing, you can think whatever you want. I ain't changing what I wrote.
Yes, the alternative order... . You don't know the alternative order yet! We haven't launched yet, that's why.
The alternative order is the order that will offer an alternative by doing things differently from the established order. It's to be an atheist religion, hence the order. It's about anarchist politics. It's about organised chaos rather than chaotic organisation. It's still brewing, but when it bangs it'll be big.
Back to nature, and how come the beautiful flower above ended up in the front yard of a house in Liverpool?
Should I go to Manaus next? Or stick to Salta, go home for a week and then back to the third world here in Liverpool? Was told that Managua is nice as well. Should go to Bogotá tho.
Maybe stay home for a change. Do something. I say I don't like Liverpool but I can't even say I know it. Imagine them in the alternative order. I wanna fly.
Please don't talk, just sit there. Be there, I feel you. No noise, let the minds do their job. We don't need sound, it's just camouflage. good going
Yes, the alternative order... . You don't know the alternative order yet! We haven't launched yet, that's why.
The alternative order is the order that will offer an alternative by doing things differently from the established order. It's to be an atheist religion, hence the order. It's about anarchist politics. It's about organised chaos rather than chaotic organisation. It's still brewing, but when it bangs it'll be big.
Back to nature, and how come the beautiful flower above ended up in the front yard of a house in Liverpool?
Should I go to Manaus next? Or stick to Salta, go home for a week and then back to the third world here in Liverpool? Was told that Managua is nice as well. Should go to Bogotá tho.
Maybe stay home for a change. Do something. I say I don't like Liverpool but I can't even say I know it. Imagine them in the alternative order. I wanna fly.
Please don't talk, just sit there. Be there, I feel you. No noise, let the minds do their job. We don't need sound, it's just camouflage. good going
Sunday, August 18, 2013
When talking about keeping up a blog... I've got one don't I?
This means I will be writing again. In preparation of the launch of the alternative order, this will be my scratch pad.
As you all know, I'm an airline employee. I work for US Airways, in their European callcentre in Liverpool. A very basic employment it is. Unfortunately it doesn't allow you to completely shut of your brain, although you're not really entitled to think either. At least I'm an airline employee, and that's what it's all about.
It's one thing working in a callcentre, being the interface between the phone and the computer, and another thing working in the airline industry. Both strive to operate at minimum cost in order to squeeze out a profit. The lowest paid callcentres you'll find in the airline business, callcentres only cost money, they don't generate a penny, so they say. It's all for crazy people like myself, and for the desperate with low self-esteem.
We hear strange stories on a daily basis, by itself already worth a book. But then, we hear them every day, so we get used to them. Just remember, in some parts of the world it seems the most important part of your holidays is the seat number you get on the plane. Enough a reason to book 11 months ahead to make sure nobody else beats you to it. I pity them, sorry, but I do.
Anyway, this is about the world, not a small place.
Working for an airline, I tend to travel a bit. More and more I wish I had a life, but I don't, so I travel. Going to Latin America again soon. We'll see where about later. Leaving in 10 days, only. You'll find out.
This means I will be writing again. In preparation of the launch of the alternative order, this will be my scratch pad.
As you all know, I'm an airline employee. I work for US Airways, in their European callcentre in Liverpool. A very basic employment it is. Unfortunately it doesn't allow you to completely shut of your brain, although you're not really entitled to think either. At least I'm an airline employee, and that's what it's all about.
It's one thing working in a callcentre, being the interface between the phone and the computer, and another thing working in the airline industry. Both strive to operate at minimum cost in order to squeeze out a profit. The lowest paid callcentres you'll find in the airline business, callcentres only cost money, they don't generate a penny, so they say. It's all for crazy people like myself, and for the desperate with low self-esteem.
We hear strange stories on a daily basis, by itself already worth a book. But then, we hear them every day, so we get used to them. Just remember, in some parts of the world it seems the most important part of your holidays is the seat number you get on the plane. Enough a reason to book 11 months ahead to make sure nobody else beats you to it. I pity them, sorry, but I do.
Anyway, this is about the world, not a small place.
Working for an airline, I tend to travel a bit. More and more I wish I had a life, but I don't, so I travel. Going to Latin America again soon. We'll see where about later. Leaving in 10 days, only. You'll find out.
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
Zero
Life's worth thinking about
is it worth living though
maybe if you know what you're doin'
but I certainly don't
I love so many things in this world
I love a good glass o' wine
I love a nice book to read
I love every woman I meet
Thinking is a wonderful way to pass time
though time is not there to be thinking
action is all that makes the difference
the one thing I'll never be able to
I sit in a corner I sit on a plane
I sit and think and don't do a thing
I sit and I lose and time goes by
I sit and I think -hope- I'm being
Thinking and hoping and living it all
waiting for time to go by
the only difference is being to weak
to make a difference and breath
is it worth living though
maybe if you know what you're doin'
but I certainly don't
I love so many things in this world
I love a good glass o' wine
I love a nice book to read
I love every woman I meet
Thinking is a wonderful way to pass time
though time is not there to be thinking
action is all that makes the difference
the one thing I'll never be able to
I sit in a corner I sit on a plane
I sit and think and don't do a thing
I sit and I lose and time goes by
I sit and I think -hope- I'm being
Thinking and hoping and living it all
waiting for time to go by
the only difference is being to weak
to make a difference and breath
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