hmmm…
it is SO RELAXING, sitting in a corner in a DARK cafe late at night, 12:24 am, WITHOUT THE BLOODY INTERNET! I MUST do this every day, or life is pretty much NEVER gonna get better, with this constant jive-ass distraction of facebook and other “garbage” at hand constantly.
remember this.
Thought of the Day 2 6 2015
perhaps one would not be defensive if they did not feel that others were attacking them (regardless of whether other’s really are attacking them.)
feeling safe is important.
so is feeling valid, and deserving of happiness and life.
not letting others’ actions define you is a fine idea, as is not taking it personally when other people disappoint you.
wow, after three or four days of rehearsing and playing music with many friends far and wide, for many hours, I am reminded not for the 100th time,
that playing music is a lot cooler than being on facebook and getting all indignant about politics and such.
something I seem to take for granted ALL of the time is that
1. I have some nifty musical knowledge at all, and that
2. I have A TON of musical friends who love music so much that they actually make it, no matter how difficult, and that
3. I live in a place which has, all things considered, A LOT of such people, (even if there are a billion more people who are not these.)
I really do like that.
how awful would it be to lose that.
how much more tragic would it be to never have discovered it.
see? life really is pretty amazing.
Thought of the Day 1 29 2015
what would I have done if I WERE ADHD, but had UNSHAKABLE CONFIDENCE… instead of the belief that I am unlovable and invalid (with the only things capable of overcoming said belief being adhd-related Highly Stimulating things…)
?
!!! question of the day, of the year, of LIFE:
“what would you do if you believed you were lovable and were valid?”
(uber profound)
is there ANY music that I actually PLAY that IS NOT…
“REPETITIVE AS HELL?”
let’s see
used to play gamelan. check
Reich. check.
Glass. check.
African from not-Ghana. check
African from Ghana. check.
Harmonium on Indian Music. check.
BoorBaar PErcussion Ensemble music. Check.
some other music (Kandam) Check.
hopefully soon some Brazilian music. Check.
is there ANY music that I actually PLAY that IS NOT…
“REPETITIVE AS HELL?”
let’s see
used to play gamelan. check
Reich. check.
Glass. check.
African from not-Ghana. check
African from Ghana. check.
Harmonium on Indian Music. check.
BoorBaar PErcussion Ensemble music. Check.
some other music (Kandam) Check.
hopefully soon some Brazilian music. Check.
is there ANY music that I actually PLAY that IS NOT…
“REPETITIVE AS HELL?”
let’s see
used to play gamelan. check
Reich. check.
Glass. check.
African from not-Ghana. check
African from Ghana. check.
Harmonium on Indian Music. check.
BoorBaar PErcussion Ensemble music. Check.
some other music (Kandam) Check.
hopefully soon some Brazilian music. Check.
is there ANY music that I actually PLAY that IS NOT…
“REPETITIVE AS HELL?”
let’s see
used to play gamelan. check
Reich. check.
Glass. check.
African from not-Ghana. check
African from Ghana. check.
Harmonium on Indian Music. check.
BoorBaar PErcussion Ensemble music. Check.
some other music (Kandam) Check.
hopefully soon some Brazilian music. Check.
is there ANY music that I actually PLAY that IS NOT…
“REPETITIVE AS HELL?”
let’s see
used to play gamelan. check
Reich. check.
Glass. check.
African from not-Ghana. check
African from Ghana. check.
Harmonium on Indian Music. check.
BoorBaar PErcussion Ensemble music. Check.
some other music (Kandam) Check.
hopefully soon some Brazilian music. Check.
believe good things about yourself.
as if your life depended on it.
cause it kinda does.
so, as a HYPER dude (an ADHD dude, whatever…)
what RIGHT do I have, to TELL OTHER people who are ADHD, that MY MUSIC OF CHOICE might be right for THEM?
that it might help THEM feel EXTREME JOY and give THEIR some direction as well?
(this is rhetorical)
(I PLAY a lot of said music, I organize groups and rehearse and perform it, not just listening (though listening is the bomb as well.)
I want to maybe do it with YOU TOO, whomever you are, if you are the right person, THE RIGHT MONKEYS….
today it’s this, though I don’t currently have a SAMBA group (and never HAVE had, one of MY own, though I’ve been in others’s a little.)
more of this, more of this, yes.
…that happiness doesn’t exist, is a lie…
…that even if it does, I don’t deserve because I’m fundamentally bad, is a lie…
…that happiness doesn’t exist, is a lie…
…that even if it does, I don’t deserve because I’m fundamentally bad, is a lie…