the last 5 days could easily be considered as my most intense for reasons pertaining to complete reconsideration of life direction, attempts to define my ideals, assessments of potential avenues for stoke, ultimata regarding my plans and whether or not i'm going to do them and if so when [now] but more realistically it was probably the moving house that instilled the aforementioned intensity.
In a relevant yet completely irrelevant topic, to that last sentence, is the word aforementioned and how i've probably previously mentioned that word in every blogpost in modern Lambdom. But its been distractions such as these that have kept me stoked for the last x years and I'm sick of it, i'm sick of thinking and not doing so as my buddy so eloquently put it i'm now, as of last minutes conversation, 'gonna figure out how to build an empire in 6 months' and yes thats immensely arrogant and ludircously presumptive but fuck it why not aim for ridiculousness? the only failure you can make at that stage is achieving normality, which is a pretty okay worst case scenario...
i guess the key is keeping this mantra of ridiculousness in my own head, because we live in a world where its about the individual, something we as a race have probably been trying to achieve since the dawn of society because a sense of self or individuality is seemingly the only thing that gives meaning to life in this incredibly-far-removed-from-reality existence that us humans now lead, forget the food chain because as far as most of us are concerned they're all the weakest link. but that mentality is shit and I'm gonna do my darnedest to quash it at the firings of the fools that consider it.
This Romanian salt-mine presented me the most beautiful display of humans impact on the natural environment, a strange notion.
Auntie negotiates the rice paddis in Central Vietnam.
Corsican cloud factory.
The Indonesian archipelago presents a stark reality of the ever looming danger of one of the world most active zones. Lets pray there's not a repeat of Krakatoa or Mt. Tambora [160 times more intense than Mt. Saint Helens............. ....!
It's always sunny in the stratosphere.
step aside BeeGees the end of your falsetto reign may be nigh.