Monday, March 22, 2010

The Painting of a Storm

22 March 2010.

There was a storm today.A nice big one.
This day, 22nd March 2010 started out as quite a warm morning followed by a warm early afternoon, Until. . .

Out of nowhere, clouds painted the sky all grey, and took away the summertime.
Out of nowhere, the sky painted the sky in a way it stole the ray of sunshine away from us.
I personally enjoyed the change, enjoyed the thick grey colour covering over-head.
It was still warm, but the 'light of grey' made it seem cooler.

Tear drops started falling, onto the pavement, onto to roofs of the many cars on the tear-filled roads, into the natural green of the earth, into the ponds and pools of many homes, onto roofs of many houses, with the sound carrying to the ears of those that were down below.

The rare rain brought surprise to many, as what was about to happen they had no clue.
The massive hail storm had arrived. Starting out with quite fine bits of hail falling from the sky, performing small short dances on the ground as it landed, and on the surface of other materials, the car roofs, roads, umbrella's, peoples heads, head of trees, making different noises as they flew into different things, roofs, roads, pools and the list goes on.
As time went on, the hail; the blocks of ice got bigger and bigger. In the main city, people's car windscreens were smashed, others' car roofs were dented all over worrying about insurance, many homes' windows cracked. On top of that, the rain just kept coming and coming, flooding the streets of Perth, even up to a meter or more deep.

The entire storm lasted for quite a while, a few hours to say the least.
All in all, the storm I personally thought was beautiful, the thunder coming down quite hard, although I failed to take a picture at the time; but the storm came right over my roof, my head, and I forced myself out of the house to go take a look. I walked out as the drops fell harder and harder on my shoulder sticking my shirt to my body; I walked out feeling nature's tears, breath and growl through the ground I looked up. Right into the centre of the storm; there was no words to describe it. It may had something to do with the sunlight coming in from above, but the colour was astonishing, beyond belief, as I said I failed to take a picture-I guess I was lost in the 'moment'. However, even a photograph with the highest of technology could not capture that exact 'moment'. Feeling natures own, purity...you cant beat it.

What was also beautiful was some positive things that this storm had brought-in a sense.
Despite the people losing fencing, obtaining damage to their cars, their homes, their brand new iPhone nature provided us with a beautiful sky to view as the sun went down today.
Heard a story of how a fence was lost in a home, and two houses were now currently sharing a garden. Indeed a concept of 'privacy', and boundaries however is it not kind of nice in a sense how two homes are kind of joined as one? Everyday people, losing a fence sharing a garden with another family of everyday people...sharing land, sharing boundaries.
If we only knew the background behind both families, and whether or not these two households actually got along. If not, perhaps this calls for a time of unity, nature in it's own way taking it's course perhaps helping the two unite-in a sense. Although this is only assuming that two households haven't gotten along, now assume they were...

These pictures below; I took about 15mins after the last of the rain and thunder had moved away. I walked out to the front of my house with a camera around my neck on the phone to friends confirming their safety. I stood out there watching cars drive by, most of them knowing that this street is a bit of a short cut to get another main highway nearby.
What I thought was beautiful at the time of standing there how, a nasty storm that is beautiful some, dreadful to others, car damaging, home damaging, date ruining storm could just simply float away and un-paint the sky into a canvas of light again. The way the ray of the sun simply reaps through the small cracks of the cloud and reaches the furthest corners of world below.
I think throughout, Perth the thousands of people witnessed Perth at rest, from the powerful damaging storm.
The lovely harmless sky, painted in such a way it showed some that things 'do get brighter'

Eventually from the settling Sun, the sky painted itself in a unique orange, which will leave people talking about the colour for a couple days I'm sure.



These are some 'oranges' I took.
However, I do apologise I could not deliver the same effect, same colour, same feeling you would get as you would see it from where I was with your own eyes...this is the best I could do.




I Thought it was amazing, how after a massive damaging storm, a beautiful sight follows amidst the damage and chaos on the roads it has caused...

Quite Intriguing.






All in all... I do hope that everyone was ok, no injuries.I Hope that those who have attained some damages from this storm, that it is all repairable; and nothing too precious was lost.
Everything will be back to normal soon. Your cars can be repaired. You carpets re-applied, and your houses can be fixed. It will all be a thing the history book soon. and you can eventually say, that your house, your car, your family got through that storm...and look back and see the progress and the path you've taken to get there...

It will all be beautiful again...



It's Nature.

Wednesday, March 17, 2010

The Wearing of the 'Green'. World

17th March.

World Widely known as St. Patrick's Day.
Named after Saint Patrick, commonly known as one of the recognized Patron Saints of Ireland. Originally beginning as a Christian Holiday, and around the 1600's grew to become an official 'Feast Day'.
With the original colour being blue instead of green; however the green started to be worn with green ribbons and shamrocks as early as the 17th Century. With the background of the Christian holiday, it has been said the Saint Patrick used a 3-leafed plant (Shamrock) to clearly explain the Holy trinity to pre-christian Irish. 1798, was a time when an attempt to make a political statement, the soldiers of Ireland had worn full green uniforms on the 17th March in order to attract attention with their bizarre fashion gimmick. Which derives the famous phrase of:



"The Wearing of the Green"
-meaning to wear a shamrock on one's clothing, derives from the song "The wearing of the green".


It's important to know what public holidays mean; before going out to show your enthusiasm of a public holiday of missing a day off work or to find an excuse to drink. Majority of people do not know the true meaning behind the 17th March of St Patrick's Day.


17th March, this day is not only a day of a political movement of the 17th Century.
Because, on the 17th March 1985. My only sibling sister was born.
This day also marks the day that the life journey of my sister had begun. As well as many other people who share the same birthday as my sister.

It is a special day for many people, a worldwide known holiday as well as birthdays, wedding days, engagement days and even days of loss for some unfortunately.
We must learn not to forget those whose life is affected in someway each and every day of our lives. Celebrate a birthday, respect and honour a lost one.
Live the day for everyone, live each day for someone in this world, real or spiritual. To make this world much more amazing that it already is.


We wear their lives and respect on our shoulders...



So to all of the people out there in this world; planet Earth.

Have a very safe and happy St. Patrick's Day!!!!!!

Happy Birthday to my ever most beautiful sister who has always been there and will always be the best sister a boy could ask for. and all of those that share this special day as the beginning of their 'Life's Journey'.

And may those live another day longer than the ones who have left this world to be in a nicer place.

I share my compassion and love out to you all.

Enjoy the Day!

Make it Yours.




-Mr.Y



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Tuesday, March 9, 2010

Moment Connection

-Timing a Moment. . .


The world never seems to stop for anyone person, or any-one-thing for that matter.
It just simply rolls along as everything else around it fall into place...someway, somehow.

Even with certain things we all share everyday of our lives; the thing which sometimes makes us feel that it lasts forever in a both positive and negative way, the thing which gives us feelings such as hope, strength, joy and even vanity or humiliation.

We call these things 'moments'. . .

I said that the world never stops for anyone person or any-one-thing.
However, those moments that seem to last that little bit longer than you think it should, to either make your day or perhaps even ruin it. Even though THE world moves on, what about your world?
The world YOU are in, not what other people see, but what YOU as an individual sees.
Does your own personal world clock not stop at certain times in your life that makes you feel that everything has appeared to stop for you, those times when everyone may be looking right at you.
What about those times...

Dictionaries all over state/define the word "moment" differently;

- "a particular point in time"
- "an indefinitely short time"
- "here and now: at this time"

Is it just me, or do all three of the above definitions say and mean a different thing??

"a particular point in time" says to me a moment is about a time-based mind concept where somewhere on the fine detailed timeline of life; one specific 'point in time' is to be defined as a moment. Which to me explores the 'particular moment in time' not only globally but also astronomically as well.

"an indefinitely short time"....this was a definition that had me stop and think. While looking at many other definitions this was one of the only ones, which used the word 'indefinitely' to help describe and define the meaning of the word 'moment'.
by my understandings and other definitions of the word "indefinitely" says:

-"An unknown amount of time"
or
-"For a long time, no end defined; Forever"

With this meaning in the definition of "moment" tells me and possibly many others out there, that a 'moment' is something that occurs 'forever'...

Finally,
"Here and now: at this time". People say; that this definition is the same as the first....
The word 'Here' is defined in many places and resources as:

"the present location; this place"
"to this place"
"in this circumstance or respect or on this point or detail"

..and such.

"Here and now: at this time" tells me that a moment is something that occurs in one particular location. To one person, a specific event may be a moment and is defined as a moment in their eyes as it happens right there "here and now: at this time".

This is true, however, the first definition will be close to my understanding of what a 'moment' is.

I like to see things as a whole. For what they really are.
I've had moments when they feel like they last for a long time. However I've noticed how, in that space of time that I have to myself, whether it be a special moment with someone, or a particular moment during a game or even a moment where you have a big long thought to yourself.
At that exact time, something else is happening around you; not just in that vicinity but the whole entire world, the universe.
The other day I stood outside the front of my house with my guitar strapped to me; I played for a few things, then stopped and looked around.
I strummed a chord and observed...
In the time it took to strum the chord on my guitar, and the pure sound resonating out to the street; I noticed a white 4wd drive very fast around a round-a-bout, a pair of women walking their terrier and golden retriever across the road, a boy throwing a Frisbee to his brother on the school grounds close to the women with the dogs, two pigeons flew in a funny pattern and landing on the electric wire above and I noticed the plastic bottle rolled onto the side of the road as the sound of the chord on my guitar diminished.

These may not be great happenings, but they are things that happened in a "particular moment", in the space of one strummed chord on a guitar, in one small area; then I tried to imagine what had happened all over the world in that same time. What happens to every chord that I strummed, will it bring happiness some places around the world, or will it bring only more deceit? If that is the case, should I strum another or leave it?
In that 'moment' many things would have happened throughout the entire world.
Wouldn't it be interesting if people could organise something to take a photo of different location, but right at the same exact moment in time, to see what was happening elsewhere in one particular moment?

I did some research and came across something.
On a Friday; 22nd August 2008. a group of participants who were in the Arab region shot a single photo at exactly 2:22 Lebanon Local time. (the number 22 was selected as it represented the number of countries in the Arab States.
The results were quite interesting, and had the sponsor of the project 'Sowar Magazine' publish and dedicate a magazine on it.

If you have the time, which everybody does. Take a look. Please.
Everybody has time to stop in their lives to notice the world. . .
It can be viewed here at :

http://issuu.com/sowarmag/docs/minute_22?mode=embed&documentId=081105031831-f243e36dc167460e841ee5fc061c87c2&layout=grey


From what I hear about people and their moments, is good and bad at the same time. People talk about a special moment with someone, when at the same they had that moment, somewhere across the ocean in a whole new society someone has lost a home, or loved one that they could have had a moment with. Perhaps are moments are what they are and we notice them as a particular event because it's different from every other second or minute of the day?
I think not, every second and every minute of the day is a moment, not just for someone or something somewhere in the universe, but for everyone as well. Something happens every second of our lives. But no one takes the time to notice, nobody will stop in their lives to realize the many things we take for granted each day by day, and each minute by minute. The loved ones that always there, the family that always care, the homes that we sleep comfortably under, the money we spend on many worthless stuff that could really be used for something elsewhere to make another persons' negative moment into a positive and memorable one.

In a single moment the world can live
In a single moment the world can give.

Today is a new day,
tomorrow will just show you the way,

to a whole new dimension if you believe,
in the all the possibilities that you can achieve.

Don't stop lurking,
but don't keep moving

because the world around,
is in need to be found.

Stop your life here and there
to discover a life that is so bare,

in money, health and love
only thing to keep them going,

is to keep looking at the skies above.


Practice Love, practice compassion.
Share it all and in a new fashion!

Practice Gratitude. and the reward you gain, is more than the world.

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