Wednesday, 30 May 2007

A peaceful moment on Sunday morning…I wish I had more of those these days…

It may come as a shock to people that repeatedly visit this blog,( hey you aren’t that many just yet but why not pat you on the back for a job well done so far,lol) but today I am not in my usual “wacky mode” mood. Wacky mode is what keeps me going writing this blog but sometimes you pause and try to restrain the wackiness from breaking to the realm of the real life that you lead. Oh, I am sure I would endorse it greatly if that ever happened and I just cut loose on the world around me but the state wouldn’t be so pleased with a usually “law abiding citizen” going nuts and running around in his underpants armed with a water pistol uzi (now that would be an image to behold,lol). So, eventually, I would have been locked up in a nut house with other fellow inmates all dressed up in our matching white robes, singing 80s songs (what a decade….) and popping our anti-depressant pills like M and M’s (all credit to my friend Abraxas for that little joke…) smiling merrily with bliss, not a care in the world (hey a man has got to have ambition in his life right? lol).



A rare occassion of beauty and silence merging peacefully, no snappy remarks, no wacky comments, just enjoying the pure simplicity of the moment...

Anyway, today (this text is being written on Sunday 28th but since internet connection is a no-no situation here I ll post it in the blog when I can) I just wanted to share with you, as much as I can via this blog, the beauty of the simple things in life that I am currently experiencing. I am sitting in a house by the sea, weather a bit cloudy but not raining just yet. I ‘ve got my loyal 7 year old laptop in front of me (my little HP dinosaur as I cheekily call it) sitting on the desk in front of me, typing this blog entry in as fluidly as possible, hoping that this ageing piece of hardware wont give up on me altogether before I am done. Next to the laptop, on my right hand side, there is a mug of hot coffee, my ever trusting companion in a morning like this, one where half of my brain wants to go back to sleep while the other half is torn between giving up on me totally or just persisting for one more day in the hope that some new life input will brighten it’s day (yep my brain has a “brain” of eachown so to speak no surprises there, everyone is a critic,lol). As cheesy as it may sound, little birds are singing around the premises (cant tell if they are hitting it off or are just plain bored from this quiet uneventful day and are trying to spice things up with their singing). The sea isn’t too far off from where I am standing and I can just make out the sound of small waves crashing on the seashore with suicidal tendencies (how romantic…). My dad just became part of the picture at hand, suddenly giving me tips on how to plant some seeds on the ground being the amateur gardener that he has become recently(sorry dad but you had that one coming, it was inevitable, heh). I smile at him with consent saying the occasional “yes dad”, “cool dad” while my mind is miles away. Don’t get me wrong, I am all up for some quality time with my father now and then but not at bloody 10 am on a Sunday morning (blame it on my ever revolting brain cells I mentioned earlier,lol). As I am taking a sip of my still warm coffee, a light breeze is caressing my face trying to naturally induce a gentle awakening of the senses. It feels good, there is no doubt about it. For just one moment things that trouble me, be it that elusive gal that I really dig, my career problems and future, the soccer club that I am a supporter of, PAO (short for “Panathinaikos” what a mouthful for non-Greeks, lol) that totally sucks at the moment and other brief thoughts that occasionally cross my mind don’t really matter anymore. All that matters is the peaceful moment that I am currently experiencing and I am taking it all in hungrily. This is one of the simple things in life that I am so fond of, where you can be alone with your thoughts and play around with them rather than let them torture you with insecurity in the confines of your usual rural habitat.

Hey what was that I was talking about, “being alone with my thoughts”, well you can cross that one out, neighbours just started coming around to check their properties, what with summer coming up and all.

Oh well, nothing lasts forever, time is up, better say hi…

Talk to ya later folks!

10 comments:

itelli said...

There's only one true team. This one.

Deadpoolite said...

Ah the so called "Barca" of Northern, Greece , Veroia FC (lol, itelli I swear if you put FC after any soccer club's name it sounds so much bigger and prestigious doesn't it,lol).

Funny thing though, from the whole post,the brief mentioning of my favourite soccer team PAO is all that got your attention. Nice one man...you are so deep it scares me sometimes...(just joking,lol).

Have a good day man (still working on my Norwegian master plan by the way,lol)!

dunno said...

πολυ ενδιαφερον blog εχεις.παρεπιπτοντως ευχαριστω για το σχολιο σου στο blog μου (http://silentvespers.blogspot.com).και για την ταινια που μου ειπες (the host) την περιμενω σε dvd γιατι εδω που ειμαι δεν παιζει να την πετυχω σε κινηματογραφο.

Zhu said...

Oh sea ! I miss the sea so much...!Well, I guess I shouldn't have moved to Canada then. Although I do get to see the St Laurent frozen, and the Ottawa river. But hey, it's not quite the same...

I have to mention I did study ancient Greek for 2 years. Not sure why I mention that since it's not something I put on my resume, but just wanted to say it. Gosh, it was so difficult I found Chinese really easy after that !

Deadpoolite said...

@dunno Thanks for the visit and the compliment. The Host was out in Greece as a very limited theatrical release a month or so ago and went widely unnoticed. The region 2 DVD is out and I am just waiting for the price to drop a bit at PLAY.COM to buy it. It worths every single cent of my money it is quite a spectacle of a movie and a pleasant surprise. As all people before you , you got an open invitation to visit this blog or the one written in greek by my alter ego pikos apikos anytime!

@zhu The problem with ancient greek, as with all ancient languages really, is that well we dont really use it anymore as a spoken language at least (it is in my "to do" list to ressurect some of the prominent figures of ancient greek history just to have someone to talk to,right after I finish my sandwich,lol). In Greece ancient greek is part of standard secondary level education sometimes in its translated and sometimes in its original form. It doesnt make it any easier to remember properly though since we never use it.

As for chinese the only thing that I am really good at (what a source of immense pride...lol) is how to ask "where is the toilet" (Chee so Hai been do? and mind you I say it in perfect chinese accent, or so my bemused chinese friend told me once,lol)

C u around all and thanks for the comments!

Zhu said...

Chee so Hai been do?

Hummm... Is that Cantonese ? Mandarin is fairly different !:D

Deadpoolite said...

Yeah, you are absolutely right it is Cantonese.

ComicGeek said...

I swear that window in the picture is the same one they used for that one REM video...

Nice site you got here DP.

Deadpoolite said...

I used to like REM, I really did but then I realised regardless if you play their latest album or their best of it all sounds the same. Talking about resting on past laurels,lol.

Thanks for the comment and the compliment. I am blushing behind the mask, I really am. Come to think of it now I know why the Deadpool mask is so red...he is all shy and restraint deep inside....really deep though,lol.

Anonymous said...

Looks like you are an expert in this field, you really got some great points there, thanks.

- Robson