Why I stay

On being pushed why I stay, and why I want to stay. I finally figured it out. I'm a gambler through and through.

I could see this sky from many safer places but I think I'd just detest the people around me if I wasn't here.

I just hope the dice roll well.

"Goudstad stoutgat/Ek moet net aan jou boud vat/Vergeet nou maar jou, wat/Vir jou het ek ietsie spesiaal

Kaalgat in Kaapstad/Kan ek maar by jou slaap, skat/My reënjas is al papnat/Vir jou het ek ietsie spesiaal

Chorus:Dis ‘n kwessie van tyd/Sê die missies vir die meid/Dis die bloed in die pan/Dis die blos op die wang/Dis die vloek van die slang/Dis die moeilikheid met die man

Voodoo in Windhoek/Ek wens ek kon jou blinddoek/Jou boyfriend kan ons inboek/Vir jou het ek ietsie spesiaal" - Valiant Swart (Boland Punk)

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Capsicum Frutescens (var. tabasco)

At last I've found it. The cure for airline food.

While it gets the odd skeef look from the tannies sitting next to me when I whip the bottle out my laptop bag, what the hell, it makes a surefire difference to "chicken or beef?".

Time

Time: The only finite resource we have.

"Time takes a cigarette, puts it in your mouth
You pull on your finger, then another finger, then your cigarette
The wall-to-wall is calling, it lingers, then you forget"
- David Bowie (Rock & Roll Suicide)

Reportedly based on the the poem Chants Andalous by Spanish poet Manuel Machado:

La vida es un cigarillo
Hierno, ceniza y candela
Unos la furnan de prisa
Y algunos la saborean.

Translated as:

Life is a cigarette
Cinder, ash and fire
Some smoke it in a hurry
Others savour it.

Sorry folks that's all I can the time I can afford to post at this point. See you in a month or 2 when I predict some normality....