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I was uber-thrilled after my once-in-a-blue-moon tanning session today, when i wandered past a curious looking shop, peered in, and found a room full of glass cases…Had a chat to the friendly boys at the shop who let me linger around way past closing time…

Iguanas, Chameleons, Tarantulas, Scorpions, Boas, Bearded dragons, Geckos…!  Aw man!  I saw a gorgeous chameleon, and I may work out the nitty gritties of obtaining one, after returning from my holiday to Australia.   I want i want i want!


I have a frustration.

My frustration is this.

It is the realisation that the very quest for freedom may leave one with the inability to exercise it.

…and of choices:  we are doomed indeed to accept all responsibility for our free choices.

therefore, Freedom:  what a farce.


Ooh, Flowers!

13Jun09

A big box of who knows what, sat outside my door… Ripping it open excitedly I found the most gorgeous bunch of fresh daisies, carnations, lillies and a pink rose, arranged in a tasteful combo of purple white and pink.

Awww! Clement sent me flowers! Our arguments instantly dissolved…


Boundary, oil on linen, 140cm by 100 cm, 2009

Boundary, oil on linen, 140cm by 100 cm, 2009

I like her paintings muchly, how they’re futuristic yet reminiscent of the 80s’ depiction of western paradise.  Blurred and overlayed, with nothing in your face you’re left to notice at whim.



as Clement said, /smilecry


It all started with feeling under the weather and realising my resources were low.  I’d been hit with a couple of set backs during the year with job uncertainties, crapped up interviews, visa uncertainties, major life decisions (and indecisions!) and general stress of being far away from the friends I treasure and far from the people I love most.  Update is that my internal medicine training job is there; visa is still pending.

It is in that time I realised I’d not been meditating strongly, not been praying for about a year having pretty much lost faith in organised religion and staunch practise.  Without faith you are nothing.  But I still question and am still in conflict.  Having been exploring other religions and practices I’ve always deviated towards dharmic teachings and thus my mind is open to the eastern practise of mindfulness.  I gain alot from reading the Bagavad Gita, and practising awareness and non-duality.  Yet I maintain the need to go for catholic mass, as I was brought up doing so, and when else do you receive messages from God?  Sometimes I wish i didn’t process so much, but yet I’m glad I’ve questioned spirituality even as a child, never satisfied with the simplistic view.

Then Su passed me a book by Thich Nhat Nanh on True love, and at the same time I was reading The mindful way through depression by Kabat-Zinn et al.  It was a coincidence that they both are very linked in terms of the teaching of mindfulness, and I am now part way through the latter book.  I’m savouring every bit of the journey.


Here’s a pretty picture of an asymmetrical pythagoras tree, where the tree is constructed using right angle triangles and a series of squares and can go on infinitely.  The diagramatic representation follows.

[from mathpaint]


"Do you love me because I am beautiful, or am I beautiful because you love me?" - Cinderella

"Do you love me because I am beautiful, or am I beautiful because you love me?" - Cinderella


bedroom beatbox rave!  Wahey!!!