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The year of Bruce Lee…and I welcomed it in Seattle, where his and his son Brandon gravesite are to be found. On a more delightful and playful mood, here it is how the next year will be.

2012: What will happen.

JANUARY: Someone named Theresa will have my glasses on the 1st day of the year, I will get them back on the 2nd. Will watch The Godfather and think about moving to a lil village in Sicily. I will fly back to Berlin, instead, with no delays, and even if I get stuck in London I won´t be able to see Pec, because she will be working and BA will make me fly in the afternoon. Also I won´t be able to see Cruz as she would still be in Madrid. Will go to Henry Rollins gig with my mate Sam. Will join a Crossfit gym or start long distance running, altogether with Power Yoga and Chi Kung with my friend Pablo. And I will stick to it. Stalk the fancy people at Berlin fashion week. Specially heterosexual men.

FEBRUARY: One month no smoke.Think to go back to fashion biz, and discard it. I will be working my ass off, for petty coins, it will be freezing and snow will break in. The Bright Tradeshow won´t send me the press pass, and I would tell their corporate asses to stay away from the true spirit of skateboarding and all boarding sports: FREEDOM you fools. I will be single yet again in St. Valentine´s day but getting lots of good sex.  I will tour with Pec, or at least I will be in London. I can write now…oh no hold it, that´s an illusion.

MARCH: Biz takes off. Like seriously. Find a nice, cheap apartment in Moabit or Treptower Park, because I can´t live with the NK hip anymore, and I need nature. Although I might reconsider it and stay close to my friends in da hood.  We will jump into Spring, the season most hated. I will be allergic starting next month and single. Will wish to go to Japan, to say goodbye to friend Aitana, but I will be working my ass off and poor. Fidel Castro dies. The end of an era. Tresca´s birthday.

APRIL:  I will be on B2 of Deutsch, and able to have a decent conversation. At least. Or talk nonsense with a nice accent. I will be making millions.And writing a lot. Will be almost fit, back to a normal 125 pounds and eating good. I might get a boyfriend, just for the sake of having a boyfriend. Wait no, I have no time. My mother´s birthday.

MAY: Go to London, to be amazed by this in case i can´t make it to ATP. Buy a rodie to run with friends Sam and Marta. Enjoy two days of sun for the first time since arrival. Get amazingly cured from allergy, and enjoy Spring. Ha. I will buy my ticket to India. Go somewhere to surf and chill.

JUNE: Will go to Ibiza to pay a quick visit to my parents and my dog, chill at the beach and smoke weed…NO wait…this is my 5th month no smoking…anything. Crack included. Will get my hair cut at my favourite hairstylist in San Antoni, a Scottish sexy man.Second time I will cut my hair in the year, probably last. On my way there, a  quick stop in Madrid to see friends, meet Tresca´s daughter, Molly than by then will be sleep trained and actually walking. She will probably hold a MBA in Business, as well.

JULY: We will have two days of summer, and everyone in Berlin will run to the lakes. Will go to the Berlin Fashion Week, and maybe bump into Angelica. I will get a smartphone, because it is about time. Will have lots of work and make lots of money. New twist in the occupying movement, now revolution is coming late fall, right before the World ends. We will have a Green November instead of a Red October.

AUGUST : Will work even more, write even more, and ride a whole lot more. Will go to my brother´s wedding in India, and celebrate my 32 years of age with friends and family in southern India. I will celebrate in Chennai my brother´s wedding, and will cry a lot, dance a lot and hug people a lot. Hang out with friends and family. Feel much love.

SEPTEMBER: Travel to Kerala, to stay in an ashram for a month. Get my first yoga teacher training. Write a lot.

OCTOBER: Meet up with my friend Rodrigo in Nepal, to trek the Himalayas. Will stay there for a while, and meet interesting people, in the amazing land. One week volunteer in Lhasa. Revolution is coming.

NOVEMBER: We are taking the streets, and there is a global change a conscious change. Will most likely move to Malaysia or India, on a new job position. Book publishing deal. Get married, because some say the end of the World is near. And I will rethink my position and actually get married.

DECEMBER: Will spend Christmas with my family for the first time in two years. …….

So that´s it. Read also this  post about how to face the New Year.

Loads of love and aspirations.

xxx

L

It is that time of the year, again. And how much do I love this festivity by the Swedes. Ever since I was a kid and my parents took me to the Luciafest at the Swedish School in Madrid. I like Sweden, and the Swedes. True date. Let´s celebrate the light and the day of this martyr Saint, here is the link to wikipedia to learn her story. And Swedish is a beautiful language. I will miss my dear Swedish friend Joanna, whom I went to church last year and cried our hearts out while drinking  that dreadful glühweinm and in case you wonder a Mass in Swedish and German, is hell on Earth. And I will also miss that gorgeous Swede I met at White Trash, while dancing with my love, dear, girlfriend Greta. I am not religious at all, but I like this whole chanting thing. Makes my heart happy.

Lots of love and light and of course LUCIA.

And to me, this is the beginning of Christmas . Oh my, do I love Christmas.

xxx

L

UPDATE: To celebrate, I will be going here tomorrow http://thecoppergate.com/. If you are near Ballard, or Seattle area, join me.

Howl to the moon as it will be covered in copper red blood tonight, in the last Moon Eclipse until 2014.

So if you are in the U.S.A this is how and when to enjoy the eclipse. And this is what astrologer Susan Miller has to say about eclipses, if you would like to research about the meaning of moon eclipses socially, traditionally in History, here.

And this whole eclipse, reminds me of Lars von Trier new film, called “Melancholia”. Lars von Trier, you know. Better than “Antichrist”.

Loads of love and mooooooooooooooon.

xxx

L

Within You Without You

We were talking-about the space between us all
And the people who hide themselves behind a wall of illusion
Never glimpse the truth-then it’s far too late-when they pass away.
We were talking about the love we all could share when we find it
To try our best to hold it there-with our love
With our love we could save the world if they only knew.
Try to realize it’s all within yourself
No-one else can make you change
And to see you’re really only very small,
And life flows ON within you and without you_____
We were talking-about the love that’s gone so cold and the people,
Who gain the world and lose their soul….
They don’t know they can’t see-are you one of them?
When you’ve seen beyond yourself-then you may find, peace of mind,
Is waiting there….
And the time will come when you see
we’re all one, and life flows on within you and without you.

And how the second decade of the XXI century starts, and we are still debating about the same issues.

Believe or not

And this is what is been in my mind, today.

Loads of love

XXX

L

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…I learnt it from friends. And American transcendentalists.

Ralph Waldo Emmerson Essays

Henry Thoreau ” Civil Desobidience”

Henry Thoreau ” Walden”

And the Midnight Juggernauts, go perfectly well with the mood.

Loads of love and never give power to those who have none.

XXX

L

Butterfly effect on a grand scale.

Introducing the new kid in the galaxy…

Baby black hole remnant from supernova SN 1979C in galaxy M100

As a child of my dear father, Science Fiction is never been an option. It was there for us to take it, without having a saying. It all started with the Jeff Wayne´s musical version of the H.G. Wells classic, later  famous hoax by Orson Welles, and ultimately dreadful Spilberg´s movie… “War of the Worlds”. That vinyl was played endlessly at home. Then Star Wars Sundays at grandpa´s came, Close Encounters of the Third Kind (personal favorite, although it scared the shizzle out of me at the time) altogether with the neckbreakingputmetosleep 2001 A Space Odyssey, which I have learnt to love through the years, specially knowing that Kubrick is a holly figure at home (also because dad and I were/are big fans of Clockwork Orange and his whole filmography).2001, film my dad loves beyond reason. Also our family knew, WE knew the TRUTH about Moon landing…WE knew it was Kubrick´s Moon short film, so the Space Race was out of the question for us. However the case, my father and us used to build this “matches rockets” with tinpaper, set them on take off position, start  ignition (lots of burnt fingers and nails there) , engines (matches) on fire, take off… and see them take off out of the balcony (same balcony that was the Pirate´s ship), like strange fire crackers . They were of course named  “Sputnik”, as an homage. We probably reached “Sputnik 50” on one solely afternoon. And miraculously never burnt anything or anyone. That we know of.

Click on the image if you´d like to listen to the track with Justin Hayward (Moody Blues) and the Spanish version of War of the Worlds.

To keep on going with other films my dad made us watch, we have Blade Runner (another favorite) ,  Enemy Mine…which we watched with the sound off, as we could dub all the dialogues…not very hard…just do a lot of ggrrrrrsssshhh…ssshhhiiiissssmaaaaagggggrrr…and so on, Mars Attack (he just loves that one, he can´t wait for the aliens to come already)…and probably any mainstream Sci-Fi flick, name it…and he loves it. At a time… he even wanted to learn Klingon!!!. My dad is a Psychology PhD. and a freak. But thanks to that freakness of his, he made us read  “A Brave New World” by Aldous Huxley and H.P. Lovecraft, and that strange book about Project Blue Book. Both of my parents believe in aliens, they say the Universe is far too big to think we are alone. Dad made sure we watched some of the series Cosmos by Carl Sagan, and passed on to us “A brief history of time” by Hawkings.  So for me, Sci-Fi is the Normal thing. Whatever normal means, I got used to be raised by this man and this mother that thought that dressing her daughter as a boy was way  cool, that would put a sheet on me with hands painted all over and call the custom “Fantasy”, a mother that every time you need/want/have a problem says “ask the Universe”…yes…I was weird, because am weird…but my parents did not help much, good thing is you learn not to really care about what others think of you…ever, you get used to awkwardness. Nevertheless I feel very lucky,  I had a vivid dreamy happy childhood. True.

Then he came along with all the Voynich manuscript, Masonry and all the Middle Age related themes, alchemy and blah blah, that got so into fashion not so long ago thanks to that Dan Brown and the Da Vinci Code. I even didn´t bothered to read it…I have a father, he´ll tell me…and it´s better than the movie. For sure.

Not so long ago, he wrote a sci-fiction,  conspiracy illuminati based novel (i think). I haven´t read it yet because it´s in the agent´s hands…and according to my father, it cannot be read until is published. He started with a novel and ended up with a whole trilogy.. maybe the reason why  it hasn´t been published yet, for over a year (august).  I just can´t wait. So if anyone interested into publishing it…give us a shout. Last thing I know, is that he is giving it a twist to make it a political panphlet, because my father is a delusional fascist-anarchist…yes…and inflexible anarchist.

The reason why I have been thinking of my father´s passion for the Sci-fiction, the aliens, the UFOs, the outer space, the Cosmos…is because recently I acquired this planisphere, that totally reminded me of the one we had when we were kids, that my dad used to carry along when we would go on free camping. My father is a complete genius, even if he has those other things I dislike so much. And I have to thank him, because he let my wings grow and my imagination fly endlessly until this day.

Later on in life, I had friends like V2 that told me about this book and whom I can talk about this things, that you don´t really dare to talk with many people and also my friend J who is a complete conspiracy paranoid and that two years ago sent me an e-mail with the Ederman message. Also when I was a teenager with my friend V1, at the village where my parents had the countryside house…we saw…a pretty strange light, with a pretty strange flying behaviour. At that same village  there was this lady on her mid 50´s stuck completely in the Spanish post civil-war era, with no TV, that would cook on a fire she would make on a hole in her primitive house said that she was abducted by the aliens. Go figure.

Anyhow, my father influence has being pivotal in my life for many reasons but all these sci-fiction, Cosmos, aliens and the likes…are some of them.

Charly, te quiero. :-)

Loads of love and look up and smile, they are looking down.

xxx

L

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