"If you love what you do..."

"If you love what you do, you'll never work a day in your life."

I believe the actual quote by Confucius goes as, "Find a job you love and you'll never work a day in your life" 
But I don't believe the 'finding' part. Because to me, that sounds more like a hobby. It changes, you get bored, you try this one day, and then that, you like it, then get fed up of it, and  finally...you  give up!
Or maybe some people just don't know themselves, in those cases I bet it works, like when it comes to those languid people. They're always leaning, most things are an effort for them, their eyes are half closed, five words in a sentence is too long for them, they take deep breaths, nod and yawn. But these amazing fellow men and woman, when at last something comes their way(they usually don't go after much, its too much of an effort) then they wake up! Oh God! then how I love those guys! Success seems almost certain for them thereafter.
What are they made of??
Not like the rest of us. The majority that struggles on with work, the like of which I call 'bread'. Everyday you make it, its eaten and gone and tomorrow? You're back at square one and you have to make that bread all over again. Its the same with accounts/office workers and most definitely secretaries. Get me? You don't feel like you getting anywhere once you're used to that excessive boredom of numbers. Why, ten years down the line and what you've got?
Nothing! Maybe that one little word: Experience. 
Now take a fashion designer, or an artist in every sense of the word. You have a collection of art that one day you can look back on, feel and touch, feast your eyes and soul on your creation that may just one day become a classic piece of...well something. Like Charles James.
But oh Boy? Who am I kidding?
Well. let us all just carry on plodding along in this dry old fashion.
I look back on this post, and I don't even know myself what I am trying to get at.....anyway I'll post it....and good luck to me. I sure need it.

Not only about Google

I'm sure everybody out there today is either saying, 'Guess who's birthday is today?' or 'Today Google is 14 years old!' And the majority who hears this will answer, 'Only 14 years old?'

All right you kids of the world, who of you are older and cleverer than our young Master/Miss Google today??

Anyway, like I said this post is not all about the egoistic Know-it-All-Google, but the pressure of the 'Naming' ceremony of the poor children of the Internet and their likes.

Here you go, when the world was still peeping at their faces in their respective cradles.

Street Photography

''If you can smell the street by looking at the photo, it's a street photograph” -Bruce Gilden
 

Okay, I don't even know who 'Bruce Gilden' is,  I Just took his quote because it fits.

 

Anyway, I'm not going to delve into the whole study, ethics, and position of Street Phography, it only caught my attention because of the name of a Street Photragher's book.

 

'COLLECTING SOULS'

 

And what made me(who is not that all interested in photos of any kind) take a closer look at this book, was the Book cover itself.

 

A child that you don't even know the expression of its face, because he has he's back to you, little bare shoulders poking out of his vest, venturing into a dark, forgotten, once glamorous (probably) mansion.

 

I didn't 'read' the ebook, I just scrolled through the pictures.

 

If there ever is pictures that; ''Every picture tells a story'' than its a Street Photographer's unposed for pictures.

 

Check it out here on Google Documents:
https://docs.google.com/viewer?a=v&q=cache:Q9L3DBAU-kIJ:www.85mm.ch/book/CollectingSouls.pdf+&hl=en&gl=za&pid=bl&srcid=ADGEESirNSO7QhcSXgpnvpN93mPcDJMjrqNWDn4vDsTsfwyqO_j4KQrhRVM6MNq0xvFfUs78yCXxXjlhww7IiqRcf7leyd4uKJxFoCTZMflRulQ1k2Oexb74M7vvNcdJsZ6zG3iLOQZ6&sig=AHIEtbQK-tLu0x1de1TXLc1k1qiORRfqdQ

                 Moving on >>>>>

 

See the glow ahead, or is it the happiness so bright that's behind??

My sister brought this, 'moving on' to my attention with startling clarity,
but accepting that and believing in it are two totally different things.
          
 And for you to actually do it? That’s a brand new subject for you.

She said (repeating a conversation she had with a stubborn acquaintance), “first you go to primary school, and then to middle school, high school, university, get married…it’s all moving on ‘unconditionally’, and so….” It’s one of those sentences that don’t have an apt ending. It just says, with raised eyebrows, “Get a real life and stop hanging on to fantasy pasts or ideals”

But can one really break away from those clinging fantasies?  

Truly, truly?

Under the Greenwood Tree

If you've read couple of my last posts, then you would know why I love this song of Shakespeare's.
The more of crap you see in buzzing families, this song beckons me.
I repeat it to myself, and even when I was falling in love with Plettenberg it use to ring in my head;
''Come hither, come hither,''
There's so much in it beside the charm of it, it reminds me of so many things, especially books like Baker's Hawk.
Its an open window whispering to you to leave the stuffiness of it all and go with the breezes.

Under the greenwood tree,
Who loves to lie with me,
And tune his merry note
Unto the sweet bird's throat,
Come hither, come hither, come hither;
Here shall he see
No enemy,
But winter and rough weather.


Who doth ambition shun,
And loves to live i' the sun,
Seeking the food he eats,
And pleas'd with what he gets,
Come hither, come hither, come hither;
Here shall he see,
No enemy,
But Winter and rough weather.

“This is not you…”

When a person says that to you, are they insulting or complimenting you?

The one who this phrase is directed to, prickles, but what does it mean?

If whatever is crowding our minds, troubling our conscience, pressing our wallets, in turn making us lash out at others…as scapegoats…It’s not justified. No way.

But under normal circumstances we wouldn’t pick and jump at any spontaneous annoyances, but some people are like that; jumping at every little provocation, whining, squealing about their day’s troubles, muttering and slamming doors until they get the attention of people around them. What I’m trying to say is ‘that’ behaviour is normal for some super sensitive people.

But get this, these super-sensitive-whiny complainers telling you (relatively calmer people of fewer word and slams) when you’re in a fury or amidst an especially heated rant, “this is not you.”

How do you react?

Family

Family with a capital F.

I'm not talking siblings and parent type family, oh no.
I'm talking, uncles, blasted cousins, aunts that type of crappy Family.

That type of family you spell with the same F as F***.
That type of Family is either a blessing or a curse.
In my case its the latter. You cringe to own them as relations to you.
Rotten luck. Rotten heads. Rotten people.

Its these types of Family that makes one understand quotes like:
'friends are God's apology for relations'

So true.

But the worst part is not admitting that you own this relations,
not even when strangers may step back with frowns when they ask,
'You're the niece of so-and-so?' or 'You're first cousins with them?' and then with raised eyebrows, 'No kidding! we'll be seeing you..' and you'll never see them again.

But when you see the flash of 'something' in your parent's eyes(the parent who owns this relation of course) that closely resembles hurt. Or when us siblings rant about what arseholes said Family is, and then the same parent says, 'He's still my brother you know...' and laugh it off.

But its not a bloody laugh.
Its a pity, that your parent has that excuse for a sibling with such a rotten brain.

So there all you imaginary folks who can sympathize, nod vigorously and rant along with me!

See ya!

Its what I call 'Gripping On'

Why do authors do this with their series?

I  like Morganville series a lot, but take a look at this:
"BLACK DAWN is a staggering #12 in the series, but it’s not the last! In fact, there will be at least 15 novels in the Morganville series, and the next, BITTER BLOOD, is already under construction (and almost done)."

See that?
Once authors make a bang with their books, they don't want to leave their bloody series alone!
I orignally thought this #12 book, Black Dawn was the last in this fabulous series, but NO, it will its now escalating to a whopping 15 books!

I get it, almost most of the mysteries are solved... the machine that keeps Morganville safe, why the vamps chose a town in the sun as apposed to their 'health reasons', the bishop diseas scenario..oh lots got solved, and now what Rachel is bringing in the #13th book?

GHOSTS

Whatever!
Remember Vampire Diaries?
Exactly! That series never ended!
There was the Vampire Diaries four books, and then the Return sereis camo out if I'm not mistaken, and probably the books' still going on now with the Tv series version are also out in books...

Why can't authors just leave their books 'fresh'?
Even if it is ten books, make a blast into the market, and make a dramatic exist, rather than this stale slow never ending death of a promising sereies.
Instead, now they will eventually just wither into oblivion with the rest of 'incapable of ending books!'

Ahh Muhammad Ali!

You gotta love his quotes. Man, he's smart!

Check out my all time favaourites:

“I am America. I am the part you won't recognize. But get
used to me. Black, confident, cocky; my name, not yours;
my religion, not yours; my goals, my own; get used to me.”
― Muhammad Ali

“I Ain't Got No Quarrel With The VietCong...No VietCong Ever Called Me Nigger.”
― Muhammad Ali

“Hating people because of their color is wrong. And it doesn't matter which color does the hating. It's just plain wrong.”
― Muhammad Ali

Black Dawn - Morganville Vampires

Black Dawn - Morganville Vampires

May 1st 2012
The 12 book in Rachel Caine's MV series!

Can't wait.
See extract here: http://penguinbtl.blogspot.com/2012/01/black-dawn-morganville-vampires-extract.html

eReader for Blackberry Curve

I recently came into acquaintance with Blackberry, but for my part was not happy about it.
Every eReader I downloaded didn't work properly coming up with some problem or the other.
Mobipocket worked just fine on my previous device,
but not with this 'handheld.'
Quite frantic, and irritated and all I could do was
glare down at that sleek device that isn't accommodating my needs.
So this is what I found on technobuzz (a great website), but still have to experiment with on said device.

4 Ways to Turn Your Mobile Phone Into an E-reader

Hope it works for me, otherwise I'm giving up on the wretched device.

The Costa Concordia disaster

Name:                            Costa Concordia

 

Built:                               2006

Length:                           290.2 m (951.8 ft

Passengers (norm.):      3,000

Passengers (max):        3,700

Crew:                              1,100

Service speed:               20.0 knots

Maiden voyage:             14 July 2006

(incomplete)
Last Voyage:                 13 January 2012

The cruise ship that capsized on the 13th of Jan 2012
off shore the Isola del Gilio, neart the western coast of Italy.

Concordia means "harmony" or "with one heart" in the original Latin.

Ironic, isn't it?

2012 brings Muslim Facebook – SalamWorld

2012 brings Muslim Facebook – SalamWorld

Do you 'approve'??

Cueva de los Cristales

or Cave of Crystals.

A thousand feet below the Naica mines, exists the Cave of Crystals.

A true splendour to behold!

But to do so, one has to endure the heat of the Naica mines,
under which no more than a mile below the surface magma resides.

Within the caves itself the temperature rests somewhere at 112 degrees farenheit,
and according to National Gegraphic with a 90 to 100 percent in humidity.


Ultimately, each visit qualifies the probability of a heartstroke.


But, wouldn’t the beauty itself risk a person’s heart in the first place?

Due to these temperatures, human exposure is only permitted for 10 minutes at a time,
and so the caves are yet to be revealed to the human eye.

And that is precisely what I love the most about this underworld.

Isn’t itGod’s way of protecting his hidden beauties from the prying ‘experimenting’ hands
of human scientists in the name of ‘research’.

Catching sayings from the 21st Century

''If you want to toe the line, if you want to be some corporate guy and say the right things, do the right things, you might be okay in the media's eye, but it won't be real for me."  - Anthony Mundine

What a lot of moving?

Mind you, ain't that a good enough reason for not letting in fresh air into this stuffy blog?

From computers, clothes, appliances, tennis tables, and cats!
Now that we’re settled in the ‘new house’ I wish I could move all over again.

You know it’s a feeling that enters the blood, or triggers some dormant nerve ending that makes you want to rush on and on.

And I had this idea, as seeing how much fun and arguments we had in decorating our house, that you feel like to do just that, but alas, for the others will not agree with me.

Decorate a house, put it on sale and move on…

But no, Rikks said, “You mad? You want to leave this house of ours?”

And Mom totally appalled at the fact of abandoning her new ‘gas stove.’

Hermy and the mole, well you know them, the only teenagers in the world content at sitting at home (well me too sometimes, why should I lie?).

Moze hadn’t had much to say. And Dad could only burst into lame laugher.

Oh well, but I still have something to scream about:

“THERE IS NO BLIMMIN WATER IN THIS PLACE!”

Colour in/out the shapes

Time to come back

Its the second of December, its 2:58 in the morning, and I am up.

Well, to justify that, I was busy preparing my module to submit to my tutor tomorrow and guess what?

Somebody, peeked in my window.
Not literally, this window.
I have one comment.

I can't say that I'm exactly happy about it though..
I kinda liked the feeling that my blog was open out there, yet it seemed impossible for anybody to knock on it.

Well it happened apparently, it was a call unto me, to move it.
The past months wasn't happy, that's what family does...they make you worry, and if you worry, they worry, and you know everything ain't right.

But hopefully soon. Not just the windows, but doors are going to open for us.

Insha-Allah.

From My Collection of Favourite Quotes

"Keep on knocking
'til the joy inside
opens a window
look to see who's there"
-Rumi-