Monday, February 28, 2011

Quixote

The past week was devoured by a flurry of mental activity; it started with a documentary and a ridiculous amount of notebooks that have been silently nurturing my most private thoughts - (finally) the incessant background hum that has occupied my mind has manifested into a romantically idealistic snowglobe of creativity.

Why a snowglobe? Because, within each snowglobe, a perfectly architectured snapshot of a moment, dream, experience, an idea, is housed in all it's perfection and whilst able to offer the perception of eternal safety, in truth, they offer little resilience and are easily shattered; but that's ok, I am still in exploration stage, there's bound to be some shattering taking place.

Aside from my current 'I can take on the world' sense of empowerment, the past couple of weeks have been very emotionally challenging and rather than turn into a cynical, angry little person, I have been filling my head with zombie nonsense and gore (I do so very much have a zombie fetish). If you haven't yet watched 'The Walking Dead' series, indulge in some quality selfish time and watch it, you won't regret it.



Image Credit: Round and Round - kittyyellowjacket

Monday, February 21, 2011

Donate Life


Don't think about it, just go and do it - Register as an Organ and/or tissue Donor.

For more information on Donate Life Week, click here.
To register as a donor (you don't even have to get off your butt, you can register online), click here.

Monday, February 14, 2011

Anti-Valentines Day

I'm not jaded, I don't have a broken heart, I haven't 'struck out on love', I simply refuse to support something that has been bastardised into a day of obligation, that promotes consumerism and encourages shallow displays of emotion.

Or maybe, I just don't like being told what to do.

As a side note, I am ever so curious to know how many people, worldwide, will have sex today.

Wednesday, February 9, 2011

iSinning


The Catholic Church has given approval to hurl absolution into the 21st Century, with the release of a new iPhone application: 'Confession'.

After registering some basic personal information, receiving your act of contrition is as simple as selecting your sin and reflecting upon your wrong doing. 'Confession' is, of course, fully customisable. There is no need to feel restricted by the in-built list of sins, you are free to add your very own 'custom' sins. 

'Confession' is dubbed as simply an application to 'prepare for the Sacrament of Reconciliation', it does not serve as a replacement for a Priest in order to receive absolution, which leads me to the next benefit of 'Confession' - never again will you face the confessional faux pas of forgetting your sins, they will all be stored safely and readily available via your iPhone. If the thought of your sins falling into the wrong hands concerns you, rest easy, 'Confession' is of course, password protected.

Still not impressed? How's this for a final sweetener; the path of righteousness will only set you back $1.99

Sunday, February 6, 2011

On Dreams

Dreams: The bridging of the conscious and the subconscious mind. A place where the mind is void of restriction and without limitation; there are no rules, everything is fair game.

I have from a young age, always been fascinated by dreams; the way our mind catalogues events with a mixture of realism and surrealism. The way in which we receive snippets of our psyche and more-so, the divinatory aspects to dream interpretation. How is it, that a vessel, such as our mind, can at times possess such uncanny truth and guidance to our future?


The dream state presents us with an endearing ability that allows oneself to tap into their psyche; A place where all creations of wonder and beauty reside. A place where nothing is too ridiculous, inspiration lurks behind every corner and the heart is free to manifest desire without restriction.





Dreams can provide the mind with a place of safety and/or comfort. It’s also a place where longing lingers and breathes; a longing for things long since left behind and those which are yet to be. Desires are delicately nurtured until such time they are within our reach and no longer too impossible to exist in the waking state. 









Dreams however, as with all things, are faced with the confines of balance; there is always a shadow to every whisper of light.


If you happen to venture into the realm of nightmares, into the darkest part of your psyche where you are plagued with fear, regret and guilt; if these parts of your mind stir with desolate resolution, while your inner daemons crawl under your skin, lick at your wounds and tear at your flesh whilst mocking your sanity, the ability to dream can seemingly, become the minds most tragic flaw.

“Besides those who sneer at dream study, because they have never looked into the subject, there are those who do not dare to face the facts revealed by dream study. Dreams tell us many an unpleasant biological truth about ourselves and only very free minds can thrive on such a diet. Self-deception is a plant which withers fast in the pellucid atmosphere of dream investigation.”
Foreword written by Andre Tridon for ‘Dream Psychology’ by Sigmund Freud