We'll the journey has officially begun. I landed in Melbourne yesterday in high winds. I thought how shitty it would be if I ended up dying in a plane crash in the last minute of a 16 hour flight. Atleast have it crash during the first hour... Don't leave me high and dry on a plane for 16 hours next to a guy with face melting body odor and 2 shitty movies (Dinner for Schmucks/The Back-Up Plan). I thought movies were supposed to make it go by quicker? I'm pretty sure the script for Dinner for Schmucks was just a thousand pages with paint drying on them.
Met up with James after a few dogs smelled my bags for drugs. We drove through Melbourne and then he dropped me off at his place while he went to work. Extremely jetlagged, I managed to watch the Giants neuter the Cowboys and stay awake. I walked the dog through this wildlife preserve and saw wild parrots. That's when you know you are somewhere good. Instead of rats and pigeons, they have green and red parrots littering their land. I'm crossing my fingers that I see a parrot-rat hybrid come out of their sewers.
Got back from the walk and watched Jeopardy with James' parents while we drank some beers. I felt chuffed (proud) when I answered Jordan correct. Not Michael Jordan...the place with Petra...obviously...(roll eyes). It was 9 pm and I was a zombie. I felt bad because we were watching an extremely depressing documentary on the corruption in China and I was just dosing off. So insensitive... I think I had been up for 24 hours straight but atleast it got me on Australia's time zone. For your information when it's 9 a.m. on a Wednesday in Australia it is 6 p.m. on a Tuesday in NYC.
On a serious note, I feel amazing about coming here. The fear and pressures to stay home and get back in the rat race are gone. I know I made the right decision. Life is about experiences. Life is too short to let the fear control who you are.
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Showing posts with label life. Show all posts
Tuesday, October 26, 2010
Sunday, June 13, 2010
Seward, Alaska
When you make it to Alaska you must venture south to a town called Seward. This place looks right out of The Lord Of The Rings! Sky scraping mountains with snow covered tops, turbulant white caps unleashing on top of bright blue waters are just the first destination. About 10 miles north lies Exit Glacier, a sight you must behold. The surrounding area of the glacier is a forest in it's infancy, grayish rivers with black sand and quite possibly bear or moose.
It's in places like these where you are so inspired that the weight of the world vanishes. All those trivial worries are gone as you stand in a land carved by glaciers. It really puts things into perspective - I'm alive and right now everything is good. It makes you really forget about the rat race and all that pointless office drama. When it comes down to it, we are just animals who play games like status and success. Enjoy the real things in life.
On another note while at the glacier, I heard this 20 something tour guide talk to a family about her routine. She basically said that she wasn't sure what career to go after so in the meantime she was traveling and doing things she always wanted. I think it's a great thing to admit that you're lost. We are all lost. Embrace it and do things that you wouldn't normally do. I can't stand it when people are too proud to admit that they are lost. They are so obsessed with keeping that image that they will sacrifice their life in the attempt to impress others. It's all a waste of time. Don't stay in that job if it's solely for status. Everybody with that success 24/7 mindset is too self involved to care about your accomplishments.
When are you going to drop it all and buy that plane ticket?
It's in places like these where you are so inspired that the weight of the world vanishes. All those trivial worries are gone as you stand in a land carved by glaciers. It really puts things into perspective - I'm alive and right now everything is good. It makes you really forget about the rat race and all that pointless office drama. When it comes down to it, we are just animals who play games like status and success. Enjoy the real things in life.
On another note while at the glacier, I heard this 20 something tour guide talk to a family about her routine. She basically said that she wasn't sure what career to go after so in the meantime she was traveling and doing things she always wanted. I think it's a great thing to admit that you're lost. We are all lost. Embrace it and do things that you wouldn't normally do. I can't stand it when people are too proud to admit that they are lost. They are so obsessed with keeping that image that they will sacrifice their life in the attempt to impress others. It's all a waste of time. Don't stay in that job if it's solely for status. Everybody with that success 24/7 mindset is too self involved to care about your accomplishments.
When are you going to drop it all and buy that plane ticket?
Friday, June 11, 2010
Failure
So in these last few months I've had to come to terms that I failed with getting my first film off the ground. It's hard to admit defeat. It bruises the ego. They won, you lost and things didn't go according to plan. For me this is my first real failure. It has completely changed my life. Blind, arrogant confidence has been beaten into a coma. Now I realize how much of myself was taken away with this.
I feel like a house that has been destroyed. As I start to rebuild I'm coming to a crossroad. Do I rebuild the same house? Was I really happy in that house? Not so much. But how do I build a new person? I feel like this is the ultimate stray from the comfort zone. I hid inside that shell of wanting to be the best for so long that I don't know anything else. But that self is gone. The fuel for it drained out the moment it met failure...more like reality.
Maybe it's all for good reason. Maybe I'll ultimately become a better, happier person. New skin. Maybe I'm fortunate that it happened now than later in my twilight years. All I know is that this is the toughest and strangest moment in my life. It's a daily occurance that I'm conflicted on which direction to go towards. Hopefully I can build a new life that will be more beneficial to everyone. It would be tragic if I wasn't strong enough and reverted back to my old ways.
If there is someone out there who is going through this, stay strong. Don't get lost down the empty path that television blasts at us everyday. What you see is not real, it's just flashing lights. It's gone when you turn off the power. After you turn it off you will be alone again. Lost in your thoughts and lost in the world. Search for the answers. Search long and hard. Don't settle on the past. There is a bright future somewhere out there.
Maybe failure is the catalyst for rebirth. I hope all of us lost folks can find a better state of mind. It starts today...
I feel like a house that has been destroyed. As I start to rebuild I'm coming to a crossroad. Do I rebuild the same house? Was I really happy in that house? Not so much. But how do I build a new person? I feel like this is the ultimate stray from the comfort zone. I hid inside that shell of wanting to be the best for so long that I don't know anything else. But that self is gone. The fuel for it drained out the moment it met failure...more like reality.
Maybe it's all for good reason. Maybe I'll ultimately become a better, happier person. New skin. Maybe I'm fortunate that it happened now than later in my twilight years. All I know is that this is the toughest and strangest moment in my life. It's a daily occurance that I'm conflicted on which direction to go towards. Hopefully I can build a new life that will be more beneficial to everyone. It would be tragic if I wasn't strong enough and reverted back to my old ways.
If there is someone out there who is going through this, stay strong. Don't get lost down the empty path that television blasts at us everyday. What you see is not real, it's just flashing lights. It's gone when you turn off the power. After you turn it off you will be alone again. Lost in your thoughts and lost in the world. Search for the answers. Search long and hard. Don't settle on the past. There is a bright future somewhere out there.
Maybe failure is the catalyst for rebirth. I hope all of us lost folks can find a better state of mind. It starts today...
Friday, June 4, 2010
Lame People
In a pretty bad mood right now. As I wait and save up for my move to New Zealand I'm constantly reminded why I left northern Virginia in the first place. So many people here complain about it being boring yet all they do on the weekends is drink a shitload, smoke like a chimney and sleep in till late in the afternoon. These are what I call "Lame People". This is the schedule they follow...
Monday: Work, leave cliche "i hate work/mondays" facebook status
Tuesday: Work
Wednesday: Work, facebook status "is this week over yet??"
Thursday: Work
Friday: Work, "tgif" facebook status, get wasted, pass out
Saturday: Wake up around 1 pm, leave facebook status about being "hung over", get wasted, pass out
Sunday: Repeat Saturdays actions, leave facebook status about dreading the coming week
Then when that gets old they will realize that they better "settle down" and get married. So getting wasted is what you did with your "crazy" years? Living on the edge! Whoa...what crazy stories you can boast about when you're old and stuck in your "golden years". How about trying something different than the same crap. What I find ridiculous is that we have a great city about 15-20 minutes away from us. Washington, DC has some great places. And don't tell me you can't afford it...you're spending more on a 24 pack of shit light beer than the free museums you could be visiting.
These people who complain and complain about how things suck will never do anything about it. As much as they complain, they are too afraid to leave their comfort zones. You may even find that some of these people don't even complain anymore...they've just accepted life. These people are even more lame. Lame 2.0 people. I know it may come off harsh but don't spend a lot of time with these people, they will not help you find new and interesting things. They will only lead you to a keg of Natural light and a future of lame stories to look back on.
Monday: Work, leave cliche "i hate work/mondays" facebook status
Tuesday: Work
Wednesday: Work, facebook status "is this week over yet??"
Thursday: Work
Friday: Work, "tgif" facebook status, get wasted, pass out
Saturday: Wake up around 1 pm, leave facebook status about being "hung over", get wasted, pass out
Sunday: Repeat Saturdays actions, leave facebook status about dreading the coming week
Then when that gets old they will realize that they better "settle down" and get married. So getting wasted is what you did with your "crazy" years? Living on the edge! Whoa...what crazy stories you can boast about when you're old and stuck in your "golden years". How about trying something different than the same crap. What I find ridiculous is that we have a great city about 15-20 minutes away from us. Washington, DC has some great places. And don't tell me you can't afford it...you're spending more on a 24 pack of shit light beer than the free museums you could be visiting.
These people who complain and complain about how things suck will never do anything about it. As much as they complain, they are too afraid to leave their comfort zones. You may even find that some of these people don't even complain anymore...they've just accepted life. These people are even more lame. Lame 2.0 people. I know it may come off harsh but don't spend a lot of time with these people, they will not help you find new and interesting things. They will only lead you to a keg of Natural light and a future of lame stories to look back on.
Monday, May 31, 2010
My Robot Theory
I have a new idea for the "system"...
What if we all received one robot. Everybody's robot was basically their slave who worked for free and brought them money. So you have a robot that stays in an office and completes mundane tasks. It gets paid whatever an hour and that's how much you make. You don't have to work, the robot does. The amount of upgrades you put in your robot determines if you can get a promotion and make more money. (There are a lot of upgrades so it takes years to get to a LEVEL 2 robot.)
There could still be classes. Young people start off with level 1 robots that do shit work..most middle aged people have developed their robots into level 2 bots by this time and make $40-100k a year. Then there are the people who lived poor for awhile, just upgrading their robots to level 3 bots (decades of upgrades). These people are the rich ones. There are also older people who spent their money when they were young and never put any upgrades in their robot. These people would probably be the lower class but even so it's not like they are working...the robots are doing it all. It works like our system now does except one big change... everyone's not really working so it's good times for everybody.
I'll call it Robotism. Can't wait for it to get mainstream with the two parties and then there will be Roboticrats and Robopilicans.
Of course this eventually leads to the hollywood robot uprising cliche but hey...it could be fun!
If I were in charge...
What if we all received one robot. Everybody's robot was basically their slave who worked for free and brought them money. So you have a robot that stays in an office and completes mundane tasks. It gets paid whatever an hour and that's how much you make. You don't have to work, the robot does. The amount of upgrades you put in your robot determines if you can get a promotion and make more money. (There are a lot of upgrades so it takes years to get to a LEVEL 2 robot.)
There could still be classes. Young people start off with level 1 robots that do shit work..most middle aged people have developed their robots into level 2 bots by this time and make $40-100k a year. Then there are the people who lived poor for awhile, just upgrading their robots to level 3 bots (decades of upgrades). These people are the rich ones. There are also older people who spent their money when they were young and never put any upgrades in their robot. These people would probably be the lower class but even so it's not like they are working...the robots are doing it all. It works like our system now does except one big change... everyone's not really working so it's good times for everybody.
I'll call it Robotism. Can't wait for it to get mainstream with the two parties and then there will be Roboticrats and Robopilicans.
Of course this eventually leads to the hollywood robot uprising cliche but hey...it could be fun!
If I were in charge...
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