History

I have very few fond memories of high school (boredom was never really my thing) and yet the ones that stand out, the ones that had the most impact are the ones involving the class that most people hated and found extremely boring. History. Right from the begining of high school I was blessed with a history teacher who believed that you learnt through enjoying a class and made the class fun. We did crazy things like debate how we would have fought everything from the Boer war to the battle of Waterloo and who the Germans would have bombed if they had, had the "bomb" first. We studied the Russian Revolution to the haunting Lara's theme and rewrote Dr Zhivago to give us the happy ending we thought it should have had. We planned the Von Trapp's escape with milatary precision and then watched how they did it. We relived historic moments on a Friday when we spent the hour analysing political cartoons, historic and current and watching the weeks news worthy moments from CNN that we had no idea would be historic and taught to the students after us. I remember crying as we watched the Challenger explode, I remember heated arguments about the student uprisings and what they expected to achieve here only to watch a similar event unfold thousands of kilometers away as chinese students protested for the freedoms they wanted, things that even our student protestors had and took for granted. It's funny how by just having a teacher who turns a subject into something you look forward to, it becomes an abiding and life long interest. I may remember that DNA stands for Deoxyribonucleic acid (ok it's the only thing I remember but then I hated Biology almost as much as I hated the teacher) but I would much rather explore the world of Elizabeth Tudor, Willim Cecil and Robert Dudley or the myths of Greece, Rome and the Norse countries and see just how far we haven't come. . . . . . . . . .

"Those who do not learn from history are doomed to repeat it's mistakes"

LEST WE FORGET

TIANANMEN SQUARE

June 5th 1989

Words and more words

It's been a strange morning, it's been good in a lot of ways and yet my enthusiasm seems to be missing today. I've had a song in my head that I haven't heard for ages and yet some of the words just wont stop haunting me, and no it's not the whole song either just certain lines. It's not a song I particularly like, so it's not one I know the words to and yet there the words are over and over and over. I've even tried listening to Black Sabbath and other noise as the boss puts it but the words just wont stop. I have a feeling something big is on the horison and that the universe is giving me a heads up and yet I can't work it out.


Dance With You

sittin' on the beach
the island king of love
deep in fijian seas
deep in some blissful dream
where the goddess finally sleeps
in the lap of her lover
subdued in all her rage
and I am aglow with the taste
of the demons driven out
and happily replaced with the presence of real love
the only one who saves

I wanna dance with you
I see a world where people live and die with grace
the karmic ocean dried up and leave no trace
I wanna dance with you
I see a sky full of the stars that change our minds
and lead us back to a world we would not face

the stillness in your eyes
convinces me that I don't know a thing and
I been around the world and
I've tasted all the wines
a half a billion times
came sickened to your shores you show
me what this life is for

I wanna dance with you
I see a world where people live and die with grace
the karmic ocean dried up and leave no trace
I wanna dance with you
I see a sky full of the stars that change our minds
and lead us back to a world we would not face

in this altered state
full of so much pain and rage
you know we got to find a way to let it go

sittin' on the beach
the island king of love
deep in fijian seas
deep in the heart of it all
where the goddess finally sleeps
after eons of war and lifetimes
she smilin' and free, nothin' left
but a cracking voice and a song, oh lord

I wanna dance with you
i see a world where people live and die with grace
the karmic ocean dried up and leave no trace
I wanna dance with you
i see a sky full of the stars that change our minds
and lead us back to a world we would not face

Decisions, decisions, decisions. . . . . .

Satan has been sitting on my shoulder for days now and I need to make a choice. You see I found something out quite accidentally the other day and depending on how I use it, I can either get the one thing I would really like for my birthday all be it a little early and prove that I am no better than the rest. Or I can not use this knowledge and prove that I am the better person and that I can keep to an agreement but lose the only shot I'll get. This shouldn't really be a problem because I know what I would do under normal circumstances. The circumstances however are very far from normal . The descision I make has the potential to make things difficult for someone I care about or to give us both something we wanted but let go for the sake of others. So here I am on the horns of a dilema as they say. Do I do the one thing I know is going to make me happy even if it's only for a few hours and has the potential to cause harm but could also give me everything I now know I want or do I do the thing that I know is right and has no potential to do harm but will probably be the last chance I get. What to do, what to do. . . . .

Truth

"Say not, 'I have found the truth,' but rather, 'I have found a truth.'"
Kahlil Gibran

Lessons learned...................

You teach me how to feel
It feels all right
There's nothing left to fear
Finding myself
The further I go
Towards you

You teach me how to love
Parts of myself
I hated for so long
Loving myself
Through loving you

I no longer live like a man in the dark
Hiding all the pieces of my broken heart

You teach me to forgive
It feels all right
Compassion for your pain
Compassion for mine
The circle divides

Way up high I'm holding on to you

The best I've heard in a loooooooooooooong time

God created chocolate to apologise for PMS!!