On the so called Art of getting By.

It's been ages, I know.
How've you been? great? changed the world while I was gone? hardly. Me? well I was just getting by, living my days waiting for something good to happen to me. Something to spin my world upside down, or even Karma to come give me what I deserved.

Until nothing happened. Nobody came, and I got bored. So just like all the other people that had life changing journeys, I went on one as well, to see what the hype was really all about and whether it is worth bragging about or not. Turns out it is, and hear me brag.

Some like minded folk who have been through what I have been through and know exactly what I am talking about went to the Himalayas, others New York, Some Mecca, so you see its not where you really go and I will explain why. Take little old me for example. I went nowhere, yep absolutely no where, Just took a truthful trip inside my head to find out what others found at the corners of this sphere we're all on.

Sparing you the details and the pains I have personally been through, it is Change that we are mostly concerened about here. (if you are happy with your life just the way it is then you are lost my friend, indeed deluded and reading this will make you even more lost and deluded.) So in order to change, lets first look at the facts:-

1.Your Life Sucks:
Admit it, if the 9 year old version of You could meet the You of Now he'd either spit on you in angst and tell you've done a lousy job, or just simply cry. You are such a dissapointment to your ambition, and most importantly your potential.

2.You will not Live forever, Death comes sooner than you think:
It shouldnt take a near death experience for you to realize that, people die everyday and that's enough of a reminder. Guess who's going to die tomorrow? it could be you, or the person you are postponing meeting up with because you know they're there and always will be. So whatever you plan on doing in the future, remember and never forget that the future begins today and so should your plans.

3. You weren't born to just get by:
Ever wonder why you are here? Nobody knows for sure, but one thing is certain, you aren't here just to get by. You aren't playing a walk-on role in some person's life. You have a life of your own so go live it. Don't  wait for it to happen, because it won't. why? everyone else is busy livng their own lives.

4. Don't put your eggs in one basket:
If you are relying on a certain angle, character trait or daddy's money to make you go by through life, well guess what, it will dry up. Even if you are good looking, you will grow old, and with the way you are living your life you will hardly end up like Richard Gere or Helen Mirren. So don't put your eggs in one basket, learn new things..improve yourself and never be satisfied with what you are, you can always be better.

5. Don't think you know it all, you are ignorant:
The most insightful people in the world listen more than they talk, they aren't born insightful, it comes along the way, how? by taking in the world around them. They observe others, listen to them, learn. Never stop learning. You can read all the books in the world, and still not learn a thing, learning is through life, engaging with it, accepting its challenges and beleive it or not failing. fail once, twice, three times, fail as many times as it needs until you get it right. Just don't quit. That's how you learn.

Now what are you waiting for? go out there, become...and if you do this, everyday maybe by the time you die you would have done something worth living for and added something to this world to be remembered by.
See you soon.

The Junkyard King

It's been a while, he said. It's been ages since anyone has seen him smile. That jovial infectuous smile that he was famous for, along with the upbeat demeanor he once possessed that helped him own an entire room.
But as most of people in the cesspoolish hellhole he lives in, It was only a matter of time when all that would be swept away with all the garbage the town spewed out every day and leave behind the dullish hues of his surroundings, and slowly he's blended into the picture that he is a part of. he's become a bitter and angry person, meeting all creatures that come his way with harshness, agression and hate. they were all worthless creatures that stood in his way.

"All the Good ones have gone" off to greener pastures, better opportunities and false liberty. he convinced himself its all the same, it was just one of many reasons he had to feed himself in order to stay in The Town, beleiving that shit is not only here, but everywhere. That he had something good going on for him, he was a king...yes its junk but still, he is its royal.
He fed off the sentimentality of others, their attachment and sense of belonging to his junkyard, but deep down inside he knew it was all crap; emotional crap that attaches living crap to physical non living crap. He was above that all and shed no opportunity to remind us all.


He was once a humble man, with humble beggings he tried to neglect. The times when he used to play with his little sister in a pile of rubbish. they'd make toys out of old coke cans and plastic bottles and weapons out of tinfoil. She once made a dress out of a plastic bag and wore nothing beneath it, it aroused him for the very first time in his life but again, it is one of the things he always forgets. he isnt brave enough to try to imagine if he had toys, real toys and played in a kids area not a pile of rubbish would he have come out the same? If his sister had real dresses would he have been aroused? probably not. Garbage, Trash, Junk...thats all he likes, because he creates things out of them. He doesnt need money, he just takes what everyone throws away, and they throw away plenty. In other towns they called recycling, he doesn't care about their fancy names and expensive clothes, theyre in another world, co-existing in the same spaces he occupies, and he feeds off of them invisibly.

When people see him on the street, actually...they don't see him, he's just as unnoticable as a dirty building, or an abandoned truck, he enjoys how disgusted people are when he approaches them, because they would then do anything to get him to leave, give him anything for him to go back to his world of dirt and junk that is all around them but they have mentally filtered out.

He takes what he needs, he claims it all, after we throw it away, and creates what he wants from it.
The ultimate creativity. an Artist of Creation, The Junkyard King.

Truly a King.