I started watching "There Will Be Blood" on an aeroplane. I didn't finish it for various reasons and have been waiting to do so ever since.
That chance came yesterday when I went to visit a friend who had the film on Blue Ray.
The film starts out with the main character Daniel Plainview, performed by Daniel Day Lewis, "drilling" for oil in Southern California, in America's oil boom period of the late 18 to early 19 hundreds. From the start you get a feel for the pain and suffering that go with the pursuit of one of the worlds most sought after and valuable commodities.
I was drawn in straight away by the wide shots of the harsh, dry and barron landscapes. The musical score is brilliant, slow and haunting violin concertos add perfectly to the story.
The film follows the life of Daniel Plainview a man who's passion and agression drive him to pursure the drilling of oil with a ruthless tenacity, where family and friends only value is that which brings the aquisition of more oil. Daniel, digging by hand and pick axe discovers oil soaked lime stone which brings a few dollars and the knowledge to assemble his own drilling team. He meets Eli, a young preacher, who leads Daniel to the location of oil rich land in exchange for funds for his church. The two both understand the value of oil and have their own use for the power that it might bring.
The pace is slow in this lengthy film but the performances are intense.
"No Country for Old Men" won the Academy Award for Best Picture but this film would be a very close second, and earned Day-Lewis the award for Best Actor.
This film potrays man's desire for oil which has lasted over a hundred years and brought changes to our planet that are irreversable. Thought provoking and well made, a film deserving of it's accolades!
I can't remember exactly how I came to register with MyDL. I think that I probably googled "blog sites" and somehow made my way here. I have looked at a couple of other sites and have found that the way that this site 'works', to me, is the best!
I am not writing this to kiss the you know what's of the whoever is the you know who's!
No, the reason that I said what I just have is that I like this place, that would at first glance would seem like a discussion forum for IT professionals, but actually allows the people that blog here the oppurtunity do discuss whatever is on their mind. Excellent! I would like to talk about what is on my mind.
I do not work in IT but would like to write about something that every huiman on this planet can relate to, ourselves! Our relationship with ourselves with emphasis on our well being.
At the moment I work as a landscaper. Today I mixed some cement in a wheel barrow to do some work. After I had finished, I had to clean the tools and the barrow itself. I poured some water into the barrow, rubbing the cement that clung to the sides and washed the spade and trowells that I had used to do the work. When the tools were clean I found myself in a situation that I have been in many times before with the same anxiety. "What do I do with this cement water?". Cementy water is probably not the most toxic substance know to man but the fact that I was sitting there with a wheel barrow of water that I had nowhere to dispose of makes me think, "Why do we still manufacture products that are harmful to the environment and ourselves?".
I wrote a blog a little while ago about water and how we should be making an effort to look after out planets water. This is not too far off.
The area in which the house was situated is in a highly populated area. My options to dispose of this water were, one, a drain, two, the street, and three, the path that runs behind the fence of the back yard. The drain? How can I put cement water into the system that I drink from? It can also block it. I would've loved to and do when I have to the chance, just empty it on the road where the water can evaporate leaving a white patch of hard dust which really, apart from not being the same colour as a tar road, causes the least environment the least damage, but is against the law. So the path out the back was the option that seemed the best. I sloshed to barrow around and tipped the water onto the path. I thought about the plants and the earth and got some extra water to try and dilute the cement as much as possible to cause the least amount of damage.
If you thinking "This is a crap story, get to the point!", I will! My point is this ... 'How can we still be manufacturing products that are harmful to the environment and hence ourselves'?!? It doesn't make any sense!
How can we manufacture things that are poisenous to ourselves? It's suicide!
We cannot just bury or burn everything that is harmful and hope it will go away! I am talking about products that have labels saying, "Harmful if swallowed!", "Do not expose to skin!" or "Avoid Contact with Skin!!!".
How can we make products which we should avoid inhaling let alone touch? How much longer do we think that we can keep on getting away with it?
I went back into the path a little while later to get fetch the wheel barrow. As I stopped to pick it up I noticed an earthworm on the ground near to where I had tipped the cement water.
It was not moving very much.
I think it was dying!
Please think before you buy something from the shops, that you know is harmful to the environment and you!
Yesterday I took part in an event to give thanks and appreciate the force that sustains all life on out planet, water!
The event was part of global conscious effort to 'tune in' and think about water and visualize love and respect for it. There are many facts about water like the percentage of our planet that it covers and the percentage of our own bodies. I'm not writing this to convey facts and figures even though they would be interesting enough. It is quite obvious how much of our entire planet is water and how essential it is to our survival. Essential!
Every plant and animal. All types of industry. Our own cleansing and healing. It is a vital part of every part of our existence. I sat on a bench at a nearby lake surrounded by plants, birds, insects and humans, all enjoying the abundance of life sustained by water.
And this is why it is so important to make an effort to look after our water. Global warming is a problem that we all face and looking after out seas, rivers and lakes is very closely related. By recycling our disposables it prevents them from making their way into our waters, or breaking down and releasing harmful chemicals into our soil in landfill sites. If any of you have ever lived in a really large city, you would know the black grime that sticks to walls of buildings and anything that is fixed along a busy motorway. Then think of any of that carbon dust that is washed off after a heavy rainfall and makes it's way into our water systems.
Think of everytime you wash your dishes or clothes. Yourself for that matter, the soaps and shampoos that you use! Everytime you clean a paint brush or wash your floor. I believe in theory we should be willing to drink anything we put into our drains because that is essentially what we are doing. Yes our water does all go to some station somewhere where we hope that all our harmful chemicals are filtered out. But how sure are we of this really? In a big city where more and more people drink mineral water every day, can you really say that they are happy with the state of their tap water.
The earth and it's soil and rock go along way to filter the water that falls from our skies and that runs from our rivers. But how long can it cope with the constant barrage of chemicals and man made compounds that we flush away and ask for it to deal with?
And this is why I am asking you, your friends and family, to make an effort to look after our water, our planet and thus ourselves. Use environmentally friendly products. Boycott goods that aren't. Recycle where you can and if you picnic near a river or lake, please make the effort to take your litter with you. Think about the things you throw away, if they have specific disposal requirements. The more we take interest in these factors the more facilities will be provided and the easier it will become. We choose how we live!
This is a beautiful planet. Where do we go when we need a break from it all, when we need to recharge our batteries? Where do we go when we need inspiration or to heal? Go to your nearest park or lake, river or beach and you will find other people, just like you, enjoying their experience of life, which is, sustained, by water!
Almost Monday morning
A new week in an old world
Opinions from yesterday
have the chance to be forgotten
or held on to foolishly for tomorrow.
We can go on defining ourselves
by our pasts or futures
but that doesn't seem to make any sense
I think it is a better idea to be who we are
in any given moment
independant of any other
free as we were
trully meant to be.
As you may have been able to tell, my last blog had no content. That is because I pressed the enter key after typing on my title, which I thought was quite good at the time even though I had no idea what I was going to write about. Maybe that's why the blog was posted blank? Because I had nothing to say.
What that mistake did though was prompt me to come back and write this, an explanation to that. Why did I press the enter key instead of tab after typing the title, an error I have done at least twice before? The reason in my defense is, that I am tired and I have the flu. Why then am I not in bed? I was on my way when I thought that I should try write something before I go to sleep. That was the thought behind the title of my empty blog.
I don't think that I am going to have the strength to proof read this before I go to sleep. Sorry to the person that was offering blog tips. I didn't read your blog, just the first few lines that are shown in the preview, and it looks like I am going to break the first piece of advice of reading your blogs through more than once before posting. I suppose that rule could be ammended to, "Write something before you proof read it.".
It now goes to show that this blogs title is more appropriate for my previous entry and vice versa.
And now, before I retire, I offer a poem:
Wow I'm tired
A few minutes ago
When I closed mine eyes and opened them again
My screen went blurry
Not the screen itself
but mine vision of the screen
And my tummy is a little sore
like I might fart all night long
if I had a girlfriend she would be upset
with mine stomach
I hope I'll feel better tomorrow
then again I have the day off
and watching movies all day on the couch is a little better when you've got a bit of a cold.
How long can you make lines in a poem
can they be as long as that one
can they be longer
Okay happy reader,
I hope you made it this far with me
if you did I am grateful
feel free to comment is thoust wish
any feedback is good feedback
I promise not to get mad
how can I?
you might be anonymous and then again
I probably live to far away to over for a cup of tea and a chat
Anyway now, I hope you are well
And have a lovely day tomorrow
Seriously, I do wish that for us all
All things bright and wonderful
All creatures great and small
Please ignore any spelling mistakes!
Why am I here?
I have just gone for a walk. Why? I was not entirely sure. I live near an expanse of water, a lake of sorts. I am not sure if it is natural or man made. When I first arrived here a body was found nearby. The police had closed the road while a helicopter flew overhead.
Today I stood at the door and noticed that the swallows were flying erratically in an area outside the back of our house. Again I wondered why. The wind is blowing more than usual, a storm might be on the way.
I decided to take a walk out there to see if I could figure out why they were flying so. I thought it may be because they were catching insects. I also wanted to see if I could find a point where I could see the whole lake. I have been meaning to for a while.
I walked out the back gate and followed the path. It was dense. I turned down a lane that led to a shed for watching birds. There was no lock on the door but I did not feel like going in.
I carried on walking through some even more dense sections of bush. I began to feel uneasy. Why was I making myself do this? I asked the universe to help me find the answer to why I was here.
I walked for a while. It wasn't very pleasant. The bush was thick and I was not prepared for it. I was wearing shorts and had no idea if I would find a place where I could see the whole lake.
I turned back. I walked for a while and then thought that I had maybe not tried hard enough. So I turned around and tried again.
It was slighly more determined but still felt uncomfortable.
I told myself that you need to push the boundaries of your comfort zone in order to find yourself.
I walked a little further than I had the first time and came to a tree that had fallen over the path. I did not have the enthusiasm to climb under it. I turned around again.
This time as I walked, I felt happy that I had made the right decision. The voices of people that I know, men that I consider to be more brave than me, that have ridiculed me in my mind for not going through with it the first time, had disipated. Now it seemed like it was only my internal voice that spoke. It said that I should not be doing things to prove myself to anyone. And that anything I did because someone else had told me too was really only done for their and not my benefit.
I walked back more confidently.
I arrived at home and went inside, slightly hungry. I sat down and thought to myself again, why am I here? It was then that I decided to write this note.
It's 8:30 in the morning here in London. I woke up this morning, went to pee and back to bed. The thing with me is that once I'm awake and it's light outside, I can't get back to sleep. So I get out of bed, put on some warm clothes because even though it's a balmy English summer, I think balmy must mean rain 5 days out of 7 and cold most of the time, it is cold. Okay, I will admit that it's only the start of summer here and it does get nice and warm... eventually, it does seem to be taking it's time.
I venture into the kitchen to see what's what. My washing that was hanging out in the morning sun until the afternoon rain came and wet it all, is sitting on one of those ridiculous drying racks in the kitchen. You know the ones and if you don't it's basically a dish drying rack for clothes. It looks like the manufacturers of this one tried to make it look more appealing by adding more horizontal pieces to increase the hanging capacity. What they have failed to do is increasing the width of the structure. So now what you have is the ability to hang all your clothes really close together. I may as well have left them to dry in the washing machine. Saying that, they have managed to dry enough for me to put something on to warm up.
Once I'm all dressed up in as much "winter" gear that I have at my diposal, which is my second pair of shorts, a long sleeve shirt, some knee high socks that belong to my sister and a beanie that my gran gave me, I venture into the kitchen. I had to leave my jerseys in Cape Town as on the day I left it rained so hard that the one I was wearing and the other that I leant to a friend got so wet that I could not wear them or pack them in.
"No problem!" I thought, "It's summer there!".
And so I've just had a shower and put on some clothes so that people won't look at me funny. Basically the same gear minus the knee highs. I really did feel like keeping them on.
I am about to head south to visit my brother. He has been living and working here for a while. As I was putting on my socks I heard the laptop humming and thought about how I was going to finish this off.
Alot of people come over to London and moan and compain about being here. They might say the weather is bad, the pollution high and the town expensive. The thing is, that is all your perception, barring the pollution that is. If you want to live in London, you have to put up with those factors. The thing is that with those negatives, do come positives. The weather is not always bad and if it is, get an umbrella! The town is expensive but then if you can't afford it, you probably shopping in the wrong place. The pollution, that one is not so easy bu if you're not part of the solution, then you're part of the problem. Get a bike!
Without wanting to sound like a life coach, life is really what you make of it. Even when you have absoluely nothing, you can adjust your mindset to be happy. The same way that you see poor people that are happy and wealthy that are not and vice verse. Happiness does not depend on the weather, what clothes you wear or what sport team did well on the weekend. It does depend on you and the state of your mind. When in doubt, take a deep breath and try not to think about anything. You will find that it's not as bad as you think it is. Well, maybe just the pollution!