The beep, the clunk
The colours in chunk
The signs, the cries
The hot meat pies
The movement, the sound
The displays going round
Men are pacing!
They to and fro
And come and go
Money to spend,
Things to mend
Driving me quietly
Round the bend!!
I wrote this poem whilst I was working in a shopping centre on the south side of Brisbane. Circa 2005
LIFE SE ASIA Guest blog by Ken “Charlie” Grace. An amazing journey through the Yunnan Province in Southern China. Read it here …
We set off for the long awaited mountain oasis of Dali, departing Kunming on the overnight sleeper. One reasonably comfortable sleep and we woke, excited and ready for our cultural excursion into South-Western China.
Disappointment! We arrived to find a modern looking city, with tall buildings and highways, rather than the iconic town we expected. Fortunately, a forty-five minute drive brought us to Old Dali Town. Our excitement grew as we took in the Bai style architecture, the beautiful archways and the cobblestone streets.
The taxi dropped us in a lane of concrete structures, but we soon found our accommodation snuggled between these buildings. Sleepy Fish, seemed an apt description; peaceful and tranquil, yet sizzling with the energy and excitement of many travellers. Our Bai style room provided a spacious verandah, which over-looked beautiful well-kept gardens. It couldn’t have been more pleasing, being situated in a quiet area near…
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What really happened in Vietnam!
Both Katie and I found it difficult to leave the historic ancient port of Hoi An, with its relaxed riverside dinning, its mix of interesting architecture and its appealing streets, all crammed with shops of every kind. If you add warm and fun-loving local people into this reasoning, then it probably seemed a little crazy not to stay a while longer. This is where fate intervened. Previously, we arranged to meet our niece Cassie and her partner Michael, in Nha Trang, which somehow caused a chain reaction of unwanted events.
So, blissfully unaware, we taxied it north and headed back to Danang, where we became caught up in a large crowd of paparazzi and onlookers. We didn’t know who they came to see, but we waved at them like movie stars as if it was us, smiling all the while as their camera’s clicked and…
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Perfection sounds great!
I wondered if life, like the world, is just a sphere of our understanding. Outside of that expanding bubble, nothing exists other than speculation and rumour.
Truly understanding the nature of our sphere might just be the beginning of love.
I think our spheres are a compilation of our thoughts, actions and achievements; an ever growing consciousness.
I also think that if you love everything and everyone in your sphere, then your world is perfect!
After a night of pleasant company, good food and a couple of bottles of red, it occurred to me that a lot of the decisions we make and their subsequent actions may be the truest reflection of who we are! So, if my decisions and what I believe is truly me, then where did this me come from? Where the hell did my beliefs come from?
That night at the dinner party, a women boldly proclaimed that she hated Indians and their awful religious based third-world behaviour. As the night proceeded it occurred to me that she seemed mostly ignorant of Indian culture, so I asked her how many Indians she knew. Her answer shocked me as did my rudeness, yet if she didn’t know a single Indian, then where did her thought come from?
In this case it came from a parent and God only knows where they got…
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One of my favourite pictures too. 🙂
Coober Pedy in South Australia (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Coober_Pedy). It is so hot here, that some people live underground.
One of many amazing sunsets that we saw on our trip out into the middle of Australia. We travelled 8000km in two and a half weeks. The sky out there is so big and beautiful. This is one of my favourite travel photos.