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
Sunday, August 25, 2013
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.
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