Yes it is…
(Source: imag1ning)
This is today’s icing on the cake, and tomorrow’s and…
(Source: franzibecker)
Nothin to add, except: HELL YEEEEES!
We re getting ready for the big adventure!
Transsiberian Train & living the vietnamese life - Summer 2012
Quality is never an accident;
it is always the result
of high intention, sincere effort,
intelligent direction and skillful execution;
it represents the wise choice
of many alternatives.
—
William A. Foster
thanks to Marion Herbert, Translator
Today I guess I’m heading: Nowhere in Particular. Yes I am supposed to have a goal, something tangible, something planned and layed out like a map. Yet my little room is filled with maps - and I don’t know which one is right, so I guess I’ll let the way be my map and at every junction I’ll decide where I want to go - because I can.
(Source: leetakeuchi.com, via passivegarden)
Ich grolle nicht - “I don’t complain”
Jacques Brel - Ces gens-là
D`abord il y a l`aîné Lui qui est comme un melon Lui qui a un gros nez Lui qui sait plus son nom Monsieur tellement qui boit Ou tellement qu`il a bu Qui fait rien de ses dix doigts Mais lui qui n`en peut plus Lui qui est complètement cuit Et qui se prend pour le roi Qui se saoule toutes les nuits Avec du mauvais vin Mais qu`on retrouve matin Dans l`église qui roupille Raide comme une saillie Blanc comme un cierge de Pâques Et puis qui balbutie Et qui a l`oeil qui divague Faut vous dire Monsieur Que chez ces gens-là On ne pense pas Monsieur On ne pense pas on prie Et puis, il y a l`autre Des carottes dans les cheveux Qu`a jamais vu un peigne Ouest méchant comme une teigne Même qu`il donnerait sa chemise A des pauvres gens heureux Qui a marié la Denise Une fille de la ville Enfin d`une autre ville Et que c`est pas fini Qui fait ses petites affaires Avec son petit chapeau Avec son petit manteau Avec sa petite auto Qu`aimerait bien avoir l`air Mais qui n`a pas l`air du tout Faut pas jouer les riches Quand on n`a pas le sou Faut vous dire Monsieur Que chez ces gens-là On ne vit pas Monsieur On ne vit pas on triche Et puis, il y a les autres La mère qui ne dit rien Ou bien n`importe quoi Et du soir au matin Sous sa belle gueule d`apôtre Et dans son cadre en bois Il y a la moustache du père Qui est mort d`une glissade Et qui recarde son troupeau Bouffer la soupe froide Et ça fait des grands flchss Et ça fait des grands flchss Et puis il y a la toute vieille Qu`en finit pas de vibrer Et qu`on attend qu`elle crève Vu que c`est elle qu`a l`oseille Et qu`on écoute même pas Ce que ses pauvres mains racontent Faut vous dire Monsieur Que chez ces gens-là On ne cause pas Monsieur On ne cause pas on compte Et puis et puis Et puis il y a Frida Qui est belle comme un soleil Et qui m`aime pareil Que moi j`aime Frida Même qu`on se dit souvent Qu`on aura une maison Avec des tas de fenêtres Avec presque pas de murs Et qu`on vivra dedans Et qu`il fera bon y être Et que si c`est pas sûr C`est quand même peut-être Parce que les autres veulent pas Parce que les autres veulent pas Les autres ils disent comme ça Qu`elle est trop belle pour moi Que je suis tout juste bon A égorger les chats J`ai jamais tué de chats Ou alors y a longtemps Ou bien j`ai oublié Ou ils sentaient pas bon Enfin ils ne veulent pas Parfois quand on se voit Semblant que c`est pas exprès Avec ses yeux mouillants Elle dit qu`elle partira Elle dit qu`elle me suivra Alors pour un instant Pour un instant seulement Alors moi je la crois Monsieur Pour un instant Pour un instant seulement Parce que chez ces gens-là Monsieur on ne s`en va pas On ne s`en va pas Monsieur On ne s`en va pas Mais il est tard Monsieur Il faut que je rentre chez moi.
translation: http://www.grazian-archive.com/quiddity/brel/ces_gens_la.htm
Why joining the navy if you can be a pirate?!
—Steve Jobs (via franzibecker)
to paradize so./sth.
to paradize s.o.:
to be almost offensivly happy; driven by a huge enthusiam for life and spreading it by just being who you are
spreading the idea of long-life laughter
to paradize sth.:
realizing the very beauty of the people and the life you are living with/in.
being proactive about the perception on (daily) life and giving every moment the drive to be special
by two inspiring minds
Stronger strings ordered - may the music help us to overcome all barriers on our little journey from Russia to China and further…
(Source: franzibecker)
ITALIA// Bergamo 2012// Spring//
You and me and the train - and the ukulele ;-)
and summer 2012 has been defined! Transiberian train & our ukulele!
Society pushes us to be average. The commonality of many is always a compromise, yet the sum of many and of one can be overwhelming. But how few foster their pure inner core. If you try to be the commonality of everything it will be a compromise. Your pure you - is the sum of you - is overwhelmingly uncompromising. Imitate others and your self will not outgrow the bold, dull and sluggishly moving child-state of your dreams and cravings… the latter of which remain an unchanged constant and has once been free.
I’m getting some support on this now…
In this moment… “your entire life is over. It is gone. That may come as a shock to some of you. You’re in your teens or early twenties. People may tell you that you will live to be 70, 80, 90 years old. That is your life expectancy.
I love that term: life expectancy. We all understand the term to mean the average life span of a group of people. But I’m here to talk about a bigger idea, which is what you expect from your life.
You may be very happy to know that Singapore is currently ranked as the country with the third highest life expectancy. We are behind Andorra and Japan, and tied with San Marino. It seems quite clear why people in those countries, and ours, live so long. We share one thing in common: our football teams are all hopeless. There’s very little danger of any of our citizens having their pulses raised by watching us play in the World Cup. Spectators are more likely to be lulled into a gentle and restful nap.
Singaporeans have a life expectancy of 81.8 years. Singapore men live to an average of 79.21 years, while Singapore women live more than five years longer, probably to take into account the additional time they need to spend in the bathroom.
So here you are, in your twenties, thinking that you’ll have another 40 years to go. Four decades in which to live long and prosper.
Bad news. Read the papers. There are people dropping dead when they’re 50, 40, 30 years old. Or quite possibly just after finishing their convocation. They would be very disappointed that they didn’t meet their life expectancy.
I’m here to tell you this. Forget about your life expectancy.
After all, it’s calculated based on an average. And you never, ever want to expect being average.
Revisit those expectations. You might be looking forward to working, falling in love, marrying, raising a family. You are told that, as graduates, you should expect to find a job paying so much, where your hours are so much, where your responsibilities are so much.
That is what is expected of you. And if you live up to it, it will be an awful waste.
If you expect that, you will be limiting yourself. You will be living your life according to boundaries set by average people. I have nothing against average people. But no one should aspire to be them. And you don’t need years of education by the best minds in Singapore to prepare you to be average.” Adrian Tan
If we do not rest within ourselves and make others our compass, the grass will always grow where they are because we can’t see anything else. That’s why…
