some pics from so far

slept in this bed for the first two weeks. woke up at 6 or 6:30 am on most days.

went to a cricket match. queensland vs. victoria. victoria won. it was long and a little boring, but beer helped make it fun. much like baseball.
me n' my cousin havin a few drinks and relaxin.
this is the view from my cousins. a non-panoramic photo doesnt do it justice.

tokyo to brisbane on this thing, i got a seat on the upper deck, it was sweet!

sunny and 30 degrees chance of an afternoon thundershower

hello friends. i come from a land down under (just like the song goes). yes yes, cheesy. uhm, its hot here and i've been keeping busy. i've succumbed to my biggest fear - getting a cell phone. it happened. i dont have a number yet, it gets activated tomorow. i've been playing tennis and went up to my campus. i've been doing a lot of thinking and little bit of writing. i've been adjusting to the time change. i wake up at 6am everyday. the place im staying at is frigin beautiful. 7kms to the city and i have a BEAUTIFUL view of the city from my cousins house. being treated really well by them. i'll be posting pics and writing more when i get a proper internet situation. i've dropped some people some lines already through msn, and email. nice to here from the northern hemisphere. im at a net cafe right now and theres a fly buzzing around my head. vultures circling the dead. cross that one out.
i hope i dont develop an aussie accent, however, they're damn funny.
peace out, zube tube.

Less than 24 Hours Before I Leave

So here i am; the majority of my packing done, waiting, thinking, dreaming of what is to come next. Lots and lots of different things going through my head. This week, as i discussed with Kris, has had a feeling of its own. A feeling that broke the routine feelings that you feel on regular weeks. It wasnt a regular week though. A lot of goodbyes have been said, with a few hard ones yet to come. It's going to be tough. I dont think i have yet grasped the fact that it is going to be blazing hot down there, it's gonna hit me. Actually i feel like a lot of things are gonna hit me. Im ready for the punch. I cant say enough about the way my friends have been supportive of me leaving. Words cant do justice to how its made me feel.


Learning to Fly

I've been thinking about something. I thought of it before i was drunk on Friday night, but i thought about it again when i was drunk at the end of the night, and then now im thinking of it again and it still makes sense. It's about being in a place of tight confinement. I think it's a good place to be in order to search for liberty. Freedom is most revealing when you're in a position not to enjoy it. Time and time again you hear about criminals in jail finding god or a multitude of other completely liberating concepts, that perhaps they would not have found if they were free like you and me. This is the essence of learning how to fly.

ETA- 10:15:20:00

A Brief Intro to this segment:
Im almost there, it seems far away, but it is really closer than it seems. One week left, so many questions and anxieties running through my mind. Trying and appreciate things for their full value and potential in these last few days. I'll miss all the things here. But i'll be back. Dinners with friends and family, goodbyes, mixed feelings. Good outweighs the bad. And i'll be back.

Other things worthy of note on my mind:

• Virginia. - "just went to sleep...it wasnt that bad...i'll be watching them from the other side" these gut-wrenching words running in and out of my mind. trying to give comfort, but only bringining sorrow. illegible writing.
  

• Ideas for people to comment on about this journal - what would you like to see? what direction do you think this will take?

General Conversations:

Everything i've written seems to be so sparse. I need a direction, and that is what im out to find. How can i encompass the goings-on of my own life with the goings-on of the world around me into one small and insignificant journal? Maybe i can talk about my projects, my recent "artistic revolution", or maybe give you little bits n pieces of words that are ringing bells with me right now? My plans for the week are to finish up my painting. yes, that odd looking medieval thing thats making my basement smell like tea right now. what the painting makes me think of --> balance. judgement. apocolypse. power. control. strings being pulled. forces. nature. heat. absolute zero. contrast. organic. I felt that going to australia would kill off my artistic spirit, but i realize, it'll only help. i feel that im going to be writing a lot more frequently beginning next week. It's only another phase of the artistic revolution, not an end. The beard has only been shaved to allow for something new!

words-
explosions and collapse. rebuilding. death coming in droves.
unbalanced world, being pulled apart by extremes.
being pulled apart at the seems. prophecy-holy land- in peril. "in grave condition".
sharonisrael.
snow blankets the dead ground making us forget. april is the cruelest month.
being followed by giants, in the sky. watching over me as i go where i think about who i used to be.

On the Final Note:
This post has a lot of stuff in it. interpret, but do justice to the words. theres a lot of words, a lot of unorganized ideas. feel free to sort them out. feel free to comment. feel free to make suggestions. I know that this post was a bit bleak, at least it felt that way to me. But there will be brighter and shiny posts up ahead.
So thats it. About a week to go.

Hemispheres

another test, is this working?