A Fish can be a verb, a noun, or a symbol of hope. It may also refer to the bass player of that so good a group, YES. You may have had one for your breakfast this morning.
The fish works.
Heroism is taking the microphone and belting 4th
octave F#s.
Nationalism is
winning your bet on a sports match where the winner is the same nationality as
yours.
National Interest
refers to highly popular but greatly irresponsible persons wringing their dirty
laundry on TV while the mediocre masses pretend to take logical sides and quote hand me down pseudo intellectual
statements.
Spirituality is the
best talisman invoked whenever incompetent and immature decisions are made.
Freedom is the
ability to choose without any coercion between mediocrity and ignorance.
Advancement is non
confrontation of the truth and seeking refuge in the queues of the embassies,
no questions asked.
National pride comes
from the ability to name-drop at an instant individual achievers and tag
oneself to said achievements without any exertion of effort.
Welcome to
Philippines, 2012. It's not that fun, really. Please.
Recently, dreams have occupied and slowly staged mini coups in my brain, in tolerable
frequencies.
Nope,
these are not the ones that occur during sleep more like nightmares turned
inside out.
Not
the ones that leave us with glassy eyes, much like fairy tale princesses
waiting in vain.
I
am not also referring to the ones synonymous with slave driving goals, thinly
disguised as dreams reachable - the
types that require life and limb to attain. Say, getting a degree in law or
finishing one's comprehensive papers or whatnot without losing one's sanity.
I'm
talking of top of mind dreams - ones that don't have eternal value, really -
but would not hurt to have either.
These
are 16 things that, when given 5 seconds , I can instantly enumerate without
even thinking.
A house with a clean, comfy kitchen - pantry and
utensils lined up for good cooking and conversation. There are mixed books
on one side neatly tucked. Trash is segregated, and pots and pans shelved.
Separate work areas for
digital recording and art works.
Travel minus the guilt of knowing I'd have to get back to a totally different work
environment.
A good afternoon nap that
exceeds 5 minutes.
A Macbook Pro.
Getting good at programming.
Excellent driving skills.
Sting calling me to fly over
and add guitar tracks to his current work.
Chocolate bars that don't
fatten and lead to diabetes.
The ability to talk to inanimate objects.
Be Tony
Stark for one day. Or, wait is it really Stark or is it Robert Downey, Jr.? I am stumped.
To draft
policies and laws for the city for a day - and have the power to implement it strictly, obliterating violators to particles.
Meet Steve Howe of Yes and
ask him any question that would make an impression.
The uncanny ability to file my office
documents faster than a speeding bullet.
Great pearly white teeth.
Good posture.
Dream
on, baby. Here's YES from the Talk Tour, (yes, that's YESWEST-Rabin-Yes, for those who insist) with ENDLESS DREAM.
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I find it funny and
absurd to observe how people dislike the discomforts of honest
communication. Yes, it can be masked by
a talkative, ranting front of a persona, but it can never be faked. We can talk
all we want without saying anything.
Real communication
involves skilled conversation. It is rich experience with both parties learning
from each other by the exchange of ideas. It demands honesty, which nurtures
mutual trust in the process.
It also implies the
pulling down of defenses at a level
where both parties meet halfway.
If music be the
language of the soul, an introvert snob musician is an oxymoron. How can one be the audience's resonating
voice, when one can't even communicate?
While a painter
splashes random colors on the canvas to evoke emotions and provide catharsis,
why the lamb's silence and incoherent 'spaced-out' statements during a normal
conversation?
There must be
something incongruous with a dynamic and highly motivational speaker who can
not clearly confront and deal with what happens within the organization. Enough
said.
Social networking
hits big, because it feeds the anonymity and irresponsibility in us. We click
and remain invisible. We watch and remain irresponsible.
Armed with ignorant
bliss, we act as judges and click the dislike button for the few well meaning
souls who simply share what they have to
the world. When pressed for a logical reason, we resort to ad hominem arguments
and simply walk out.
We love to hide
behind the walls called protocol, we enjoy the sterility of clean hands and
call it delegation. We do not want to hear the piercing unadulterated truth
uncovered by real conversation. It stings, it is uncomfortable, it takes time,
it derails us from our planned schedules, we do not want it.
Conversation demands
work, just like a lot of things. The more one digs deeper, deeper meaning is
unearthed. Unless , we all love to live
the lie and would want to keep the truth buried until kingdom come.
TianoBM2012
MEANWHILE, here's Pat Metheny with the track of the same title, '(It's Just) Talk' from the album 'Still Life (Talking)'.
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