Starting up is easy once you take a ten minute breather from your everyday life and just do it. But what to say on the very first morning you blog to the universe. Ho hum what is there about me that is interesting do I have a story to tell you well let me go and advance my cancer history by smoking a ciggie - so passe and outrageously not in anymore. But what to write no idea got to think got to think...
Oh just remembered how about war!! Civil war to be exact. That is what is obsessing me and the neighbours the work colleagues is ... will we go to war now in SA our beautiful rainbow nation ... one racist too many offed in a bloody fiasco in his own house ... but he was treating his farm workers badly very badly and then refusing to pay them their pittance before the easter weekend when getting drunk is the only thing to look forward to ... what did he expect.
And then the other famous racist that we have tjoling with Mugabe and singing that song .... it makes us shudder and weep to think that the last 15 years can be tossed out the window just like that because idiots and a...holes must play games.
When will the world wake up and realise that all this stuff is ephemeral - whether you eat or not - is more to do with whether the planet will survive us than which race will make it to the top or have the most of the mostest.
So it is time to look at passports and have a running away fund and get ready to go when the proverbial hits the fan. War on its way and the world cup only a month and a half away ... oi vey and eish! what to do.
I tell you what I am going to run - none of this stay and do your bit - what bit is there for a woman during war - oh should I stay and let you rape me - is that doing my bit. What is there for a woman with children to do ... run I say as fast as you can to some other area of the world where no war means no rape for us and no shooting and mad male testosterone pointlessness.
Wild wild horses couldn't make me stay if this land of mine goes up in flames. I will come back later help rebuild but I will not lay my life my soul my health my psyche on the line for your battles over power and prestige - there is no land that is worth that s..t!
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Okay so all that did not happen it was just one of those fascist moments that make a coffee break more interesting. Forgot about this blog must make an effort to write more. I am now beside the seaside and just about to paint what is in my head. Really getting off on drawing trees at the moment. Great exercise in lack of mobility, ability to withstand great trauma and general old soul stuff - trees I mean not the drawing of. The drawing of is meditation on the subject of.
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