Monday 26 May 2014
on repeat: Serein Forecast #5 / Colorlist Spotlight
been a while since one's woken up in the afternoon. couldn't sleep last night cause of a lil storm of thoughts and ideas in my head, kept turning the light on again and again to write something down. and to put this back on. shit is beautiful.
weekly suggestion ft. Colorlist, Suli Breaks, London Real and Jean Paul Gaultier: Through the Fires
I've changed my mind completely. no I haven't, I'm in two minds innit, as you are. anyways anyways my suggestion today is think as much as possible, go ahead and overtink tings - it works.
you can never think too much if you are good at thinking. so ye, I'm still saying don't ovetink tings but I'm also saying do. the key to it working for you and taking you to next levels is to expose yourself to new perspectives, different and oposing views, expand your horizons and also expand your comfort zone - really it should have no limits. put yourself through many different experiences, learn to just be - comfortably - in as many situations as possible while learning about people, interactions, social situations, relations, mechanisms, groups and communities. It all adds up I promise. the clear picture is much more interesting than the muddy one if a lot scarier, but also a lot more optimistic if you know where to look so make an effort to find out. and it's easier to find yourself in it. expose yourself to the unknown but also to the things, situations and people you think you know enough about to be able to judge them and rate or dismiss them, while really and truly - you don't.
put yourself through fires. appreciate difference. search for truths.
have I mentioned Colourlist? probably not, I barely never ever mention the things I'm most excited about coz I imagine myself writing long essays on them just now in a minute. have I mentioned serein label? I've not been this in awe of a whole lil venture and every aspect of it in a while, it falls in when I grow up I wanna be you category.
also, listen to this wisekid and subscribe to london real, which is another Iwannabeyou ting for me that I've still not written about.
also also, go and see Jean Paul Gaultier's exhibition at the Barbican.Ima have to get back to this and edit this post coz rigt now must sleep, have a long day tomorrow.
it's all good. peace
you can never think too much if you are good at thinking. so ye, I'm still saying don't ovetink tings but I'm also saying do. the key to it working for you and taking you to next levels is to expose yourself to new perspectives, different and oposing views, expand your horizons and also expand your comfort zone - really it should have no limits. put yourself through many different experiences, learn to just be - comfortably - in as many situations as possible while learning about people, interactions, social situations, relations, mechanisms, groups and communities. It all adds up I promise. the clear picture is much more interesting than the muddy one if a lot scarier, but also a lot more optimistic if you know where to look so make an effort to find out. and it's easier to find yourself in it. expose yourself to the unknown but also to the things, situations and people you think you know enough about to be able to judge them and rate or dismiss them, while really and truly - you don't.
put yourself through fires. appreciate difference. search for truths.
have I mentioned Colourlist? probably not, I barely never ever mention the things I'm most excited about coz I imagine myself writing long essays on them just now in a minute. have I mentioned serein label? I've not been this in awe of a whole lil venture and every aspect of it in a while, it falls in when I grow up I wanna be you category.
also, listen to this wisekid and subscribe to london real, which is another Iwannabeyou ting for me that I've still not written about.
also also, go and see Jean Paul Gaultier's exhibition at the Barbican.Ima have to get back to this and edit this post coz rigt now must sleep, have a long day tomorrow.
it's all good. peace
Sunday 25 May 2014
Thursday 22 May 2014
watch this. and fuck the Olympics
then read the NMP report on community observing during the London Olympics.
what do you think is happenig in a place like Brazil right about now. some scary shit is what is happening. people can go watch and support local sports teams instead. or put on their own games. or just go play ball in the park with their mates and their kids and other nice people. you know something in-fucking-clusive. and all the cash could pay for.. I can't even... ye, I can: actual regeneration of communities? FUCK THE OLYMPICS.
peace
Saturday 10 May 2014
just being is bewildering ft weekly suggestion
today was one of those days I don't know if yall get them I get them when so much ridiculous shit comes down like tropical rain you stop seeing the difference between adversity and adventure and keep putting yourself out for more (as if deliberately but I swear~) and taking it with bemusement verging on village idiotry
after a fairly busy and productive day I went on a particularly bad holiday by mistake (got severely lost and went far in wrong directions many times – basically kept being it and doing it for about one and a half hour, somewhere with plenty of rivers canals industrial areas roundabouts motorways. completely lost – learnt I'd never had any? – orientation between ham home and everywhere else), found myself in limehouse (instead of tottenham, and already an hour late. for nothing in particular), did some more bloody miles then got doored in clapton home by one of jimac cars drivers I think and took it very very calm. made it to tottenham with no brakes (stamford hill hell ye) and only one hand to find out no one told me there was no point coming at bloody all, chilled with family (and ice), which involved mostly laughing, giggling and making strange noises dontchano, some real talk and some animal rapist stories, absorbed some dope sounds and vibes, got involved in a bizarre wine tasting session, got the last train to barking, missed the last train from barking. Went on another holiday by mistake but this time I knew my – queerily scenic – route. Missed M5 who came esspecially to pick up a shedload of records by a minute or two, had a strangest meal - I can't even.. - got left with a shedload of records and then went dropping them and knocking over heavy shit all over the place, spillt tea over a lot of shit u don't want to spill tea over, ok this is now some next level bullshit. I thoroughly enjoyed the lot if not always straight away but surely it's enough bloody adversity for one day thank you this shit ain't no adventure. I'll have the rest in dem damn dreams if absolutely necessary.
put me on hold to shut me up
call me. dial l. o. v. e.
by the way your weekly suggestion is ff you hit it hard and it hurts put some ice on it. head, hand, knee, ankle, bone, joint, bruising, swelling - you get my drift. get some ice wrap it in a piece of cloth, put it on or all around the hurting bit and keep it there for a bloody long time. keep doing it till it feels like there's not much damage after all. you can take it from me I have a lot of experience, a lot of it quite spectacular in terms of the story involved too innit.
I love tropical rain dontchano.
peace
after a fairly busy and productive day I went on a particularly bad holiday by mistake (got severely lost and went far in wrong directions many times – basically kept being it and doing it for about one and a half hour, somewhere with plenty of rivers canals industrial areas roundabouts motorways. completely lost – learnt I'd never had any? – orientation between ham home and everywhere else), found myself in limehouse (instead of tottenham, and already an hour late. for nothing in particular), did some more bloody miles then got doored in clapton home by one of jimac cars drivers I think and took it very very calm. made it to tottenham with no brakes (stamford hill hell ye) and only one hand to find out no one told me there was no point coming at bloody all, chilled with family (and ice), which involved mostly laughing, giggling and making strange noises dontchano, some real talk and some animal rapist stories, absorbed some dope sounds and vibes, got involved in a bizarre wine tasting session, got the last train to barking, missed the last train from barking. Went on another holiday by mistake but this time I knew my – queerily scenic – route. Missed M5 who came esspecially to pick up a shedload of records by a minute or two, had a strangest meal - I can't even.. - got left with a shedload of records and then went dropping them and knocking over heavy shit all over the place, spillt tea over a lot of shit u don't want to spill tea over, ok this is now some next level bullshit. I thoroughly enjoyed the lot if not always straight away but surely it's enough bloody adversity for one day thank you this shit ain't no adventure. I'll have the rest in dem damn dreams if absolutely necessary.
put me on hold to shut me up
call me. dial l. o. v. e.
by the way your weekly suggestion is ff you hit it hard and it hurts put some ice on it. head, hand, knee, ankle, bone, joint, bruising, swelling - you get my drift. get some ice wrap it in a piece of cloth, put it on or all around the hurting bit and keep it there for a bloody long time. keep doing it till it feels like there's not much damage after all. you can take it from me I have a lot of experience, a lot of it quite spectacular in terms of the story involved too innit.
I love tropical rain dontchano.
peace
Friday 9 May 2014
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