Showing posts with label new year. Show all posts
Showing posts with label new year. Show all posts

Monday, 4 January 2016

Feliz ano novo


A new year
A return to the norm for many 
Or a time of rewinding clocks
Remembering and trying to avoid the realisation that you cannot step into the same river twice

A new year which is begun internationally 
Like any other year has a bit of irony to it
Fireworks
Countdowns 
And the inebriated 
But outside of the same year different numerical addings 

Wonder is what I always assign to this reassemble phase we are annually forced to endure
I wonder outside of the old and that which will be maintained 
What actual new stuff will be gained

Will this time 

Cough next year Cough

be visually identical to this or the previous intervals 
Will we get developments that immediately strike you of change 

Also when will the Feliz or the happy disappear to just new year and then
until it's inevitably just year 

But aside from other people where will you or I be
The cogs in the machine 
The vessels for dream be or what will we achieve 








 


Thursday, 8 January 2015

New year where









New year were celebrated and proclaimed
But what does it really mean
For some or many it is tradition or the following of fashion
For others it is an occasion to dress up and have an event
For others it is business
For others it is work or any other day
I was briefly discussing with someone what was done on new years
One was about alcohol and drugs and on the other hand it was reflection
But that is the sliding scale that can be viewed from a calendar date
Which brought me into many avenues of thought what is the point of new year processions to then regress to an old year
And if we approach it as such maybe many of us have not had a new year in awhile
Or that it is not really a new year until something new impacts your world
Because in this age we can skate through on the nuance and newness of other peoples lives
Do you go from the haze of potential grandiosity
And can seemly touch world peace


Before returning to monotony racism poverty and inequality
And the biding time for the cyclical carousel of celebrations to spend money on or dress up for
Shouldn't new years be everyday
But how many days in the year can you say it before its just next year
Its a new year
Really really
What because of the earths travel
In the cosmos
Yet my people are starving
Dying  and
jumping borders as tall as heaven with the thought of a better life able to go sleep without hearing gunshots tonight
Maybe I am judging the new year too
Soon

Wednesday, 1 January 2014

This aint a new year its just a repeat yooo

New year many will sheeply exclaim
Whilst in the den of previous years
And through out this time
I have been gravitating towards realignment
And resight
For it maybe a ritual for some about the type of activities designated for the next cycle of seasons
And that it will be the foundation of the carryings of the proposed new year
For life is preached as for a thing for growth
But can growth and routine coincide

This may for some be drenched slightly in the rivers of pessimism
But I do not need empty gestures
And pretend changes
Like what good does it really do with people systemically uttering a phrase with no actions accompanying it

Shouldnt a new year be ushered in by a new year
You 2.0 at least
For it just made me think of investments
Like who have I invested in and who has and is currently investing in the brand which is me
Or the community

And investing people think
It is money mula or any other synonyms
But time and
Thought
Are some of the things which are better than a three word utterance

But but be the change you want you to see is one of those saying that have been rattling around
The consciousness

And you cannot go anywhere for awhile
Without being ambushed
By it
And you must reply it back
Whether you mean it or not
Just say it
New year grinch

Like people would rather wish than do some actual investment

In closing like I was thinking if new years was what I was made to believe
Then the world should really instantly be remarkably changed from all these resolutions
And professions of a new year

But when I see people playing chicken with cars from the pavement because they cant walk straight
I am brought back down to as why

So watch this space as I will do
For how does a new thing year or otherwise spit out old agendas and avenues

For to turn up for a bit
A lot of finger pointing about the state of human affairs
But what are they or you doibg differently
Still watching the same shows same amount of tv and still not investing in your society or coming up with solutions

For I stood on the periphery of society
And I was shown its face
About how the pub club or anywhere with a alcohol licence was mecca where people set out on a pilgrimage to
Dressing in the same attire from the same shops
Set out exactly as mannequins
Showed

And how can there ever be a new year if there is not even new people or actual individuals

Hopefully I can actually say new year one day
Until then unhappy same year

Friday, 27 December 2013

Self and in high resolution

The self
What is it many ask
Debate and get into a philosophic
Twists over the question
From ponderings to postulations
It alludes some
Perhaps all on what it really is
And how might it be grasped and with which apparatus will it be able to be examined by
And put into the arena to evade scrutiny
And this is
The springboard wrestled with with the end of the Gregorian calendar
With resolution posted as the fireword for the foundation of our phoenix
And we come to the labelled new year
And we wrestle with our demons and we attempt to prop up our dreams so they might crawl and later fly
So perhaps at the annual firewood gathering we may have a shorter load
But never none
There is always a fear whilst as we dine digging our dentures into the finer delicacies of our selves amalgamated entanglement of dreams desires talents and ability we might end up with a mild dis ease being a stomach ache of narcissism
And exuding the odious aroma of pride
Falling into the well of which the myth which gave rise to the term narcissism
For might with all our might not find what is ourselves but expressions
And interpreters of the phenomena
For many believe animals have an easy rides
Except for become cuisine and perhaps living in battery farms
Of knowing if it can be said their vocation their talents and are uninhibited by concepts such as class race and finance
And how birds need no passports
And how herons need no fishing licence
And birds belong to the air
As fish to the sea
but where do we
And Resolution for me
Is rounded up solutions
Some of us are scared of what we might lose
Friends allies
Relationships
But think about the frog
It goes through a multifaceted set of changes
For you could stay at the egg stage and have those kind of views and freedoms
Or update it a little and have those kind of perspectives
Or become a frog where you can transverse water and sea
Which one would you want to be
And with that I will take my leave
To round up my own