The Book of Ashes
Legend in his own mind, creator of all you see here, he walks this Earth on the path of the becoming.
On Sunday, 12, August 2001 Ashes wrote...
Prophecies 1:49AM
The Eye - A window into the mind.
""One can see intelligence just by looking into the eye. The intelligent eye has a searching, inquisitive look to it. It will always be alert, always investigating its surroundings. You can almost imagine what peoples thoughts are by the way they move their eyes. And most important of all, the intelligent eye can look straight into your soul and see you for who you are. Be afraid cause I am watching you."
Last Night 2:17AM
Last night Gerry came home at 3am and woke me up, coming into my room. She was pretty pissed and I think she was suffering a bit for it this morning. I like having people come talk to me and surprising me (doing things a little out of the ordinary and not being so boring) but when sleeping I need at least one minute to fully gain my senses. She had made it to my bed while the operating system was still starting up. She said sorry I woke you and I kept saying nah, I was awake anyway. Then I looked at the clock and realised last time I had looked at it was 1am (and now it was 3). I most likely had been asleep but just didn't realise it. Its funny how the brain just can't work at all when you wake up, well at least thats the case for me, I don't know about other people. I have a theory here and it goes something like this. The brain works in cycles. Each thought it based on the previous thought and so on. So when you wake up you have no previous thoughts. The brain stumbles round trying to figure things out but it can't. It eventually gets some input (sight, sound) and starts to think about these. Then the brain kicks in and things start working from there. Its the confusion of not knowing what you were doing just a minute ago, cause technically you were doing nothing. Also you can sometimes wake up from a dream. In this case it is possible that the dream becomes your last previous thought and you can mistake this for reality, acting as if the dream is still happening. Usually you figure things out pretty fast but you can look a fool if other people are around
Hindsight 3:10AM
Hindsight
From the German language meaning literally to repeatedly bang ones head against the wall.
Hindsights a bummer huh, it shows us our mistakes and how stupid we have been. Maybe we would be better off without it, but then even though we wouldn't feel so stupid inside we'd never learn and I'm here to learn.
Please note that part of being who I am is to sometimes miss cruicial or obvious facts or signs in life. This is just me, the brain jumps around at a million miles per hour and sometimes it doesn't even see an intersection that it could have taken or should have taken. Don't hate me for it, don't assume I know and just aren't doing anything about it, infact never assume anything with me, when in doubt, just ask. This crops up most often in my speach. Sometimes my mind jumps off on tangents and I say something without even thinking that you haven't been following all the thought trails in my head. The sentance doesn't make sense but quite often people assume it should and just don't reply to it. If I don't make sense then ASK ME what the hell I'm talking about. I'll clarify it and you'll go, oh I see cause it will make sense once the gaps are filled in. A while back I set myself up the perfect poker hand. I had all the cards dealt and ready to play, but I didn't bet any money and so didn't reap the benefits. I now practising kicking myself for it seems a worthy past time. Hindsight explains all. How come you can so easily understand others lives but not your own? Easy, cause you're emotionally involved and emotions cloud the issue. You cannot think logically with emotions in the way. Bastard huh? Maybe I should cut my hypothalamus out of my brain (the emotion control part). I guess that probably wouldn't help much and might make me a real boring person.
Anyway I've been cutting a few CDs this afternoon at work. Briscoes has a sale on so I went and brought some whiskey glasses for half price with a voucher Dad had given me for Christmas (but had only just made it up here a few weeks ago). While I have been waiting for the CDs I've been dancing round the office cutting (Vickie's term for waving the hands through the air in a cutting motion) listening to my discman, luckily no one else was here. Now I'm finished so off home, will stop in at the supermarket and get some ingredients and maybe do some baking this arvo.
""The insane are truely God's children as they have had their eyes opened to the truth but have not been able to stand it.""
- From The Outer Limits TV show I think
Ok 8:55AM
If life had a soundtrack it would be so much cooler. Imagine walking down the street listening to gatecrasher (or whatever does it for you). A discman is almost as good, but it would be cool not to have the headphones. This leads to the question, is it ok to dance to music that only you can hear while walking down the street. I mean sometimes you're listening to music and you so feel like dancing along to the beat and sometimes you do but you must look a bit foolish. Going back to life having a soundtrack, it would be real cool to be able to turn the volume down on yours and tune into other peoples, you would see this dude grooving along the street, just tune into him and get a bit of 70's music and you'd know where he was coming from and that chick at the counter, tapping her fingers in time to some music, tune in and you've got Moztart playing away, nice. Speaking of which, is not Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart the coolest name ever? Well maybe not, but its pretty unique and pretty cool. Wolfgang. I like. Hope I can be that original for my kids names, well modernised of course but nothing boring like Mike or John, etc.
Ok so I did some baking today and have the plate of chocolate chippie biscuits to show for it. Gerry was at home looking real sorry for herself. Apparently she had been spewing all afternoon and couldn't remember coming into my room the night before. Hehehe that is real funny, but not really funny that she was sick, but you know what I mean, I'm not drinking so I must take joy in this. She's feeling a little better now, managed to get some tea down her. Char sent me a message thanking me for giving her that book to read so I invited her over for a few biscuits. She went home when the sad chick-flic movie came on to finish the book. I've just done a little bit more study, I have an exam at 1:30 tomorrow afternoon. Hopefully that goes well and then I'm half way to being an Oracle Professional - YAY!