The Urbаn Prophet™ 5.0

You know the sad thing is, that i never did manage to get around to doing my laundry. I've got a basket-full of wet clothing that's been just sitting there for the past few days and i've been driving around with a big black plastic bag full of laundry in my boot for the past 3 weeks. Shit, it looks like i gotta buy new under-wear tomorrow....

Good Morning True Believers!

The company I'm working for is curretly going through a restructuring... Oooh... Scary words, re-struc-tu-ring aka downsizing aka upsizing etc etc, makes you feel like you really should have purchased that redundancy insurance when you had the chance... But no no, this is a REAL restructuring where people get moved about into different position, different departments, when once you were in customer service, suddenly you're a sys op (yeah right!). Well, we're going through the first few phases as yesterday management revealed our new org chart during our recent quartely cascade (don't worry, i'll give a quick phrase guide at the end of this piece).

When asked, "when will the new org chart be affective?" Our Great Leader replied, "Immediately!" There was a hush in the crowd which quickly gathered into sharp intake of breath. The crowd thought out in complete unison:

"What, you mean after this briefing, you've moved my desk into some strange unknown corner of the building on another floor!?!?"

"No, no, no, the changes are affective immediately but we'll implement them gradually." actual quote.

Now I don't know about you, but that last statement didn't make much sense. Taken literally, it's a conflicting sentence, it's like saying, "The weather today will be blisteringly hot throughout, so be prepared for snow." or "I feel like eating chicken today, so I guess I'll order the steak." Even if you forget the "immediately" part, it still doesn't make any sense. How can you implement a new organisational structure, with new departments and positions and implement it gradually? What, at some point in the next few months our company will have two structures? Half the work force won't have anyone to report to or be reported to? A total Management Now-answer that makes you stop and go, "What?" and by the time you reach the point of, "...hey, hang on, wait a minute..." the briefings over and eveyones shuffled out of the room.

Phraseology:
sys op : system operator; the slightly disturbed guy who's always in a big, winter jacket and lives in your server room.
cascade : When management calls everyone into a small room and pous information down their ears.
org chart : Organisational Chart; a map of your company's pecking order.

While surfing I came across this web-site, "Chifuti Hunting Safaris" and some thing struck me as strange. If Im not mistaken, elephants and big cats are a protected species, so how can you go around shooting them and showing pictures of it on the net? Now I don't mind people hunting for survival, you eat what you kill and every one needs to eat.

What I do not condone and find distasteful, barbaric and totally disgusting are people who go about hunting for pleasure. You think you're a big man now eh, you got a gun and you can shoot down a big mothe of an elephat. Well news-flash bub, a two year old can use a gun. Go get some plastic surgery and get you're penus extended if that's why you need all this machismo bull shit to make yourself feel like a man... Someone should really look into this...

Yes True Believes, the week-end has finally landed!

After a long hard week of working, i finally get some time to myself to go sort out my laundry.

Life of the unmarried, living alone male is full of piles. There are piles of stuff eveywhere, all needing a good sorting out just so that you don't lose things, like your mind. Its just that you neve seem to have the time to do it, you know, sorting things out.

At the office I have that pile of papers under my desk which haunts my dreams and I'm quite certain that one day it'll follow me home without me knowing it and finally swallow me up. That they is pretty far away i feel, as I have an equally evil pile of laundry that greets me evey morning when i wake up and welcomes me home every evening i come back. I feel there's a lot of truth in that yin and yang business, you know, keeping a balance in all things that you do. So right now i have that perfect balance, a pile of laundry at home and papers at the office.

I remember a time when week-ends were times of joy and freedom, where all you had to do was lay back relax, then go out partying all night. Now, my week-ends seem to be more of washing things, running aroud paying bills and worrying about what I gotta do on Monday. Well, when you grow older, I suppose, reality comes along bashes you on the head saying, "Oi, you got stuff to do!". Usually reality swings a bag of stale, week old laundry.

What is a life?

2,365,200,000 seconds, 82,125 square meals if you're lucky, hopefully 11 years of school, 4 years of university and 1 degree. A marriage, a child or two, a cat and/or a dog. 20 years worth of mortgage to pay off and maybe that long in student loans. A casket and some flowers and a lot of teary friends and relatives if you were well liked.

That more or less sums up a lifetime for some of us. Of course it could also mean half that many seconds and meals, no school at all and a bomb or two blowing up nearby which would be the case of most of us here.

"Every second, 165 people die for any number of reasons, mostly to do with war, hunger or poverty."

The odds seemed stacked up against us but we always seem to persevere, to move forward. Kicking and screaming but forward never the less. We can find ourselves being at our most noble when faced with adversity. A man digs through the rubble of a bombed out shelter to save a child he doesn't even know. Mankind has struggled through the ages, with the constant threat of death and extinction just lurking in the corner of our eyes; like a leopard in the grass it waits, ready to pounce and yet we persevered by simply helping one another.

Now with the all natural threats mostly conquered, we find that we are fighting the most dangerous adversary of all; ourselves. Our greatest enemy, we now seem so adamant at killing each other over the most obscure and intangible reasons. Faith, Religion, Politics and Money. All are there to lead us out of this darkness but forever damning us to this eternal cycle of violence, hate and murder.

Faith, Religion, Politics and Money. All are there to lead us out of this darkness but forever damning us to this eternal cycle of violence, hate and murder.

What is murder? When a man kills another man in cold blood; that is murder. When a man prematurely ends the life of another, forcing the othe ou of existence itself; that is murder. Now consider this, change his label, when a soldier kills another soldier, that is just status quo. When he kills a non-combatant; the aged, women, children, that is just collateral damage. That is him just following orders. Murder. It seems that life now is so cheap and so easily taken away over the most trivial reasons when it is the one and only most precious thing any individual can own.

What is the comedy though? What is there to laugh about? The thing is, we are the comedy. We are the Great Cosmic Jest. We applaud ourselves for how good we are, how civilised, how charitable we are, at our attempts to cease all suffering and spread love and joy thoughout. We see the suffering in others and we long to set things right. The funny thing is, we are the cause of this suffering. Like a rabid dog, we maul ourselves on the pretense that we are doing good. We are doing the right thing. People will understand how right we are, eventually. Terrorism is bad, it hurts people. So lets go blow up another country, rob them blind and make them pay for the mess that we made ourselves; never mind the fact that they have no idea what you're talking about and chances are had nothing to do with the whole matter. This cycle of carnage, hate and pain revolves; the chakrawala turns though its stages of sukha and dukha; and we merely turn with it.

It seems to me that we just like watching other peoples' pain on the 6 o'clock news. The media's picked up on this a long time ago. If you're headlining story isn't a scandal, murder, a war or has a picture of some poor half-dead child from the other side of the planet; you're paper won't sell. We've used the most mundane of reasons to start war, everything from public opion to bananas. Anything, to get that octane high you get from watching another man's life ebb away, his life ruined, his tears staining the ground.

I suppose i should end this by saying we all should just get along and be happy that we're here to share this magnificent gift called life. I don't think that that would achieve anything though, do you? What I'll do is end this with a question, how do you feel about your life? Has it been good to you? What do you think of your neighbours, do you want to kill them too?

"Insanity in individuals is something rare - but in groups, parties, nations and epochs, it is the rule."
Friedrich Nietzsche

Morituri te salutant.......

Focus...

That's what I lack... I lack the quality to focus myself onto a task and execute...

I've had this problem since i was a kid, I'd start doing somethig than half-way through, I'd lose interest and carry on... Maybe I've got an Attention Deficit Disorder, well, I'm not that bad, I've seen people with that and they'e petty scary to watch. They REALLY have a problem. Mine is pretty much mildly diluted form; not the " Oh no, I missed the bus, oh wait whats that he has in his hands, wow pretty flowers in the garden!" form but more so the "Oh no, I missed the bus, hmm it was a red bus, what time was i suppose to be there again, erm... where am i going?" type. Anyway, from now on i vow to be a bit more focused in the things that i do... Erm, what was the point i was trying to make again?

Hello True Believers...

I find myself at yet another crossroads in life.

I'm finally settling into my new position, and starting to learn the ropes of being in middle management. My only problem is that Ive suddenly developed a case of staff.

Now I'm not talking about 'staph' infection, but well, staff as in people. From being my own one man show, now I have 5 people who look up to me and call me boss. Well, I don't know if they look up to me yet and I'm certain there's going to be a lot of friction initially as we all get to grips with it but I'm lucky in the sense that I outrank most of them by seniority but we've worked togethe for quite some time now. Even more shocking is that within 3 months the number of underlings I'll have will swell up to 15!

In all my entire career so far this past 7 years, I've never had to manage other people. I've always been the lone ranger, working by myself without having to worry about anyone aside from my boss or bosses. It's not that I haven't grown or developed, it's just that the nature of all the jobs I've been in didn't require me to have people woking under me, and now suddenly, I've got a whole team. Well we'll see how thigs go, I'll be as fair and just as possible but still remain firm when necessary.

Aside from that, on a personal note, I am at a crossroads as well, a sweet crossroads whee I know which way i'll choose to go. it's more a chapter in my life I suppose, and I'm happy Ive made that choice. I can't say much yet, but most likely you'll hear all about it in the weeks to come... Anyway, you all take care n wish me luck!

"...As such, it is absolutely undefined and unlimited possibility -- boundless possibility. There is no compulsion and no law. It is boundless freedom."

The nothing of non-existence, pure-zero, can only be found in the absence of thought. Thought being the internal manifestation, or 'true' manifestation, of the individual provides an intangible, but present element that denies the possibility of nothing. Thus in affect, logic dictates even thinking about nothing is impossible as the action of thought negates its existence. However, notice the paradox, the concept of nothing is anti-thetical to that of existence, it cannot exist for if it did it would not, but in non-existence its concept is made true and it exists thus the paradox loops in on itself. True Nothing is a concept created by the vehicle of thought, and as its creator the human mind is capable of comprehending this notion. For what pupose would the mind need such a concept? Existence and non-existence are of course antynomous. It is impossible to conceive one without understanding the other.

In all my years of surfing the net, i have come across some pretty weird stuff... But this site has got to be one of the weirder ones.. I mean, I've heard of 'furbies' u know, people who get their rocks off on dressing up as furry animals, or drawings of cartoony furry animals doing lewd things to each other but this, this takes the cake. This is the fruit, in fruitcake... it's a site on Chakats, or Chakonas, which seem to be topless, hermaphrodite cat-taurs and what they like to do during their spare time. I mean, it's Tiddles the cat, with an extra set of arms, a human like face, a great set of knockers and a very obvious wing-dang-doodle. The picture i got above is like a PG-15 version, the stuff o the site is much more explicit. I have no idea who that gay rat looking fella's supposed to be or why he's getting a ride so just, just visit the site and check it out for yourself... By the way, if this is your kinda thing, my appologies, it's just that it was a wee bit overwhelming for me...

Day #284:
Still smoking... Maybe i should stop counting ... Well I guess i should just reset to zero, it's been half a year since I 'quit'...

We start, then, with nothing, pure zero. But this is not the nothing of negation. For not means other than, and other is merely a synonym of the ordinal numeral second. As such it implies a first; while the present pure zero is prior to every first. The nothing of negation is the nothing of death, which comes second to, or after, everything. But this pure zero is the nothing of not having been born. There is no individual thing, no compulsion, outward nor inward, no law. It is the germinal nothing, in which the whole universe is involved or foreshadowed. As such, it is absolutely undefined and unlimited possibility -- boundless possibility. There is no compulsion and no law. It is boundless freedom.

Well lets see...

My lap-top crashed, I bought a computer then found out i could fix my lap-top, found out i most likely will be promoted soon, found out i didn't need to buy a house just yet though i've done so already (long story), got addicted to computer games again, got blogging withdrawal symptoms, realised that I'm getting older, quit drinking, and oh yeah, and help foil a kidnap cum probable rape and/or murder. You could say I had a full week. Yeah, I think you could....

Phew......

Candela
Ibrahim Ferrer

Ay candela, candela, candela me quemo así.
Ay candela, candela, candela me quemo aé.

Puso un baile un jutía, para una gran diversión.
De timbalero un ratón, que alegraba el
campo un día.
Un gato también venía, elegante y placentero,
Buenas noches, compañero
siempre dijo así el timbal
Para alguien aqui poder tocar,
para descansar un poco.
Salió el ratón medio loco
también voy a descansar.
Y el gato en su buen bailar, bailaba un
danzón liviano.
El ratón se subió al guano, y dice
bien placentero:
Y ahora si quieren bailar, búsquense otro timbalero!

Ay candela, candela, candela me quemo aé.

Oye Faustino Orama y sus compañeros,
necesito que me apaguen el fuego.
Selina llama pronto a los bomberos para
que vengan a apagar el fuego.
Oye, si estás perdida llama a los siete ceros,
y así vendrán mas pronto los bomberos.
Ay candela, candela, candela me quemo aé.
mama Aaaay!
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Para mi bebé