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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

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I really like your work Scott Abels, and the poem chosen for the Best New Poets anthology as it appeared in Juked Magazine.

Funny how I had my own experience in Idaho. It´s the place for heroes.

I will most likely follow Country Music Poetry, and Hawaii must be a wonderful place.

Now if you excuse me, me and my tonsils are shooting brains up.

Loads of love and poetry.

xxx

L

I got to Olly and Suzi, thanks to British musician Damon Albarn. Yes, I know, shame on me. And I am so fascinated with these artists. This is a duo that paint together while traveling the world in search of wilderness. This is to me the ultimate adventure, this is to me the dreamed life. I should do something similar with writing.

Check their webpage and expeditions

READ IT.

Oh and here´s a song by the greatness that was/is Mr. Albarn, video inspired by one of my all time favourite flicks.

Loads of love and wild animals, wild life, wild art.

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.

Being trapped at Amazon HQ lobby without a book to read.

Loads of books, kindles or kind books.

xxx

L

And this is what I missed today in Seattle, because I missed the bus. I miss the bus, and I miss Berlin. Time for missing. Bollocks.

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.

I always get asked the same question in my tours (am currently working as a tour guide, and most of the time loving it) what is it with the bear?. My answer is that there was a time in Brandenburg region where bears were living in the woods carefree and happily. Of course then evolution and civilization came and all went to hell. But the symbol of the land prevailed, and so it is in Berlin’s flag. Also, some people think that the name of Berlin comes from bär which is German word for bear, and Berlin is pronounced somewhat like Bärlin…truth is Berlin comes from birl (and this we must say in the tours)as slavic word which means swamp.

However the case, to prove the importance of bears around here, once a year we have the Berlinale to remind us, where directors, actors, producers compete for a silver bear. I will be luckily working at the festival this year as a translator, and hopefully will be able to watch some good pieces and update about it.

Now, don’t miss Carmela’s glorious scrapbook travel diary of her recent trip to Berlin, hoping she will be back in summer.

Is it me, or this years poster reminds a bit of Bread and Butter?

Loads of love, grrrr, and films.

xxx

L