John Fitzpatrick. About New China, the Koreas, Myanmar, Thailand, and also about Japanese and Chinese writers and poets. The main emphasis is on North Asia and the political tectonics of this very important, powerful, and many-peopled area.
Wednesday, 9 November 2016
Talking with colleague tonight who suggested I should do a course in Acting as my colleague felt I would be good at that. I was charmed. I sighed, and went into a period of reflection...coming out of it saying, 'no, no, I don't think I could do that again...' It's been some time since I considered Acting. I recall, last time, when I was trying to find a sad torn character within myself, the director of the Acting School suggested I recall some very tragic event, the torturous and horrific death of a pet etc, to bring out my full emotion...but...as I never had a pet, I wasn't sure what to do... so... I bought a whole bunch of puppies... and...with a salami, 6 steel tent pegs, a hammer-drill, and a cheese grater... slowly... one by one...
Talking with colleague tonight who suggested I should do a course in Acting as my colleague felt I would be good at that. I was charmed. I sighed, and went into a period of reflection...coming out of it saying, 'no, no, I don't think I could do that again...'
It's been some time since I considered Acting.
I recall, last time, when I was trying to find a sad torn character within myself, the director of the Acting School suggested I recall some very tragic event, the torturous and horrific death of a pet etc, to bring out my full emotion...but...as I never had a pet, I wasn't sure what to do...
so...
I bought a whole bunch of puppies...
and...with a salami, 6 steel tent pegs, a hammer-drill, and a cheese grater...
slowly...
one by one...
It's been some time since I considered Acting.
I recall, last time, when I was trying to find a sad torn character within myself, the director of the Acting School suggested I recall some very tragic event, the torturous and horrific death of a pet etc, to bring out my full emotion...but...as I never had a pet, I wasn't sure what to do...
so...
I bought a whole bunch of puppies...
and...with a salami, 6 steel tent pegs, a hammer-drill, and a cheese grater...
slowly...
one by one...
Tuesday, 8 November 2016
I have had 5 God-type dreams in my life, and they have all been very delightful. One was christian, yacking with Jesus in a row boat on a Tasmanian lake at dawn...hhe was rowing......, one buddhist, i was standing in the black sand of the real universe sized pan dimensional kalachakra mandala, one krishna, him all gorgeous blue and rising from a lotus, one islam, within the peace of a beautiful arcitecturally perfect mosque, and now the god-bird dream, over about 50 years. They all remain bright and clear in consciousness. Delightful, like happy memories, but much clearer. Real Stardust.
here's 'a real dream' from the other night. i was in the front yard of a small 2 bedroom house in Smithfield Heights, behind a white wall and orange gate. God was a bird, a white dove, with a hawk's head, and an open mind...and it flew from the sea and landed on the white wall, so I invited the god-bird in to the yard and pointed out the water fountain, the small pool, and the motorbike. Then the god-bird jumped down and stood on my dog Phil's head, and Phil didn't mind, then the god bird played with Inky, the kitten's tail, and Inky didn't mind, then the god bird flew up on my shoulder, and we went inside and I pointed out the various floors...polished sandstone, and the white shutters and the kitchen, and we did a tour of the small house. Then I opened the back Japanese screen door and the god-bird, after having a few sips of water from a saucer, flew out and up and over Saddle Mountain. Such a lovely dream.
Our sun, Sol, from which comes all light and life in our part of the Galaxy. I quite understand why the Ancient Egyptians had their Sun God. It is realistic. Eventually, in hundreds of millions of years, the sun turns supernova red and swollen and we all return to it, or rather it comes to us. Simple, true. A fine respectable and beautiful faith indeed. A faith in light and life.
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