Yup, what a nice way to start 2012, with a little Rydis blurb about the year to come. I was supposed to post it last night, but I was to busy having fun hehe. Anyways, Happy New Year and make it count! Enjoy, and please elaborate your thoughts about the blurb.
A handful of washed up wishes for the New Year
Back with a vengeance! Not really, but at least I’m back. We’re all pretty ready to welcome year 2012 and all the possibilities and demise it will bring with it. We might even see our impending doom if you believe a few pessimistic ones, who aren’t too well versed in the intricate ways of mathematics. If the calendar on my iPhone stops at year 2050, it doesn’t mean that the world ends that year; it means that some Cupertino heart couldn’t be bothered with adding more years. But we need you silly people too, you make the rest of us feel good about ourselves.
I’m not a big fan of new year resolutions, as they are as lucid as money in my bank account, but it’s nice to see folks getting a little reflected every now and then. Yes, you should work out, you HAVE started to become fat. Yup, you should probably stop smoking, if your physical prowess equals that of an infant. Easy to spot, even less troublesome to realize, but if you really wish for it, then please just fucking do it. Sometimes you can blatantly see that the goal becomes more of a quest for attention and sympathy, than for a change of ones own ways. I don’t mind telling you that you have been such a good boy for becoming a vegan (no you haven’t), but you should be doing this for yourself exclusively, unless your problem really is a bother for the rest of us.
And some of you are a bother for the rest of us, we are just all too well behaved to tell you. I originally planned on writing something about the dear old ladies from Stovner who managed to flip their lips about some racial issues in our fine city, but that will be a stand-alone version. I grow so very weary of whiny adults who insist on conjuring bad mood wherever they go. This is of course very much linkable back to the concept I’m rendering, just be a little Ghandi about it. “Be the change you wish to see”. Now, that’s a clever line, is it not? I can hear you bitch and moan, but at the end of the day, you just succumb to your cave drenched in hardwood floors and semi-modernistic IKEA-furniture while you watch the golden row on NRK1 and hate your lives.
The us versus them-mentality really has to go, I find myself desiring an alien invasion of hostile intent sometimes, just so that the more hidebound of you haters have to adapt to a reality where some dude of some other origin, race or faith saves your sorry skin, so that you can have an epiphany of Hollywood-proportions. You know the one where the racist white-boy in the beginning of Remember The Titans understand that the black kid might be pretty swell dude all things considered. This goes both ways of course, but the concept is not which way the problem goes, it’s that the problem exists at all. Your next is a human being, before he is a Muslim, Buddhist or whatever, and that chronology is the only one you need to understand.
On a side note, please stop being so God damn self-solemn. I don’t even want to elaborate on this, just quit worshipping yourself. Loving oneself and all life unconditionally is more than enough. Fuck’em, if they can’t take a joke.
Finally, I hope you had a wonderful Christmas with everything good in all the right extents, and that your celebration of New Years will be a safe one (Too many drunk retards with high velocity explosives isn’t exactly my cup of tea). Make sure you have loads of fun, and that you carry that feeling with you into the New Year, fun is really the only thing we should ever do anything for. So if the Mayans by some retarded mechanic actually turns out to be right, we can all go out with a blast, and be content with the good times we had anyways.
Happy New Years!
SenseiRydis (Ps. Keep those fucking rockets away from me.)
