The World Is A Math's Equation

"Ever seen a portal?"

I could rant and rave for a whole two paragraphs about the bizarre events that have gone on around me. I'm excited, confused, overwhelmed, energized, and at a rut as to how to put it all.

"Like Oh my God, like totally! I sooo can't believe it!" Oh MY GOD!!!11 OMG OMG OMG OMG!"

In essence, I'm wide-eyed like a child. As I thrive as a young filmmaker in this day and age, I witness, somehow, inadvertently, the bizarre eccentricities of this world that amazingly, I always seem to stumble across that continue to inspire and touch me. Even the mundane. The different attract the interesting.

An old friend has gone on to become a priest. A priest! I often fantasize about me telling "Father" in the confessional (if I ever go to it again) about my grievous sins and trespasses that arose from my indulgences in the modern world, not to mention the temptations of the entertainment industry like sex, drugs, and other Hollywood-esque shite.

An old crush is becoming a nun over in Switzerland. I remember the days of posting clandestine notes to her via under the science table for when they (the girl's campus: yes I went to an all boy's school) came over to use our facilities. I've had offers to have a threesome of late, but I know it was a joke. Everyone is sexually crazed. Everywhere I go, I see sex, I hear sex, I see consumption of sex - and here's me, in a void. Drier than the current drought. "Amazing."

Don't get me started on crushes either. They are out there. There could be someone out there right now who has a crush on you and you just don't know it. Anyone..Could be the most unlikest of person. I was informed a girl at the local Coles had a crush on me back in College. Now I hear about it. Goddamit. Then there's the girl in the local Pharmacy I've been in love with ever since Yr. 11. I saw her the other week with a mate, and I don't know if she saw me or not but I was about to open my mouth and let out a noise, even if it was "oehrheaoe" but she walked off, busily attending things in the store. Aww shit. There is a crush (or two) I have at the moment but that's all I'm saying. Then there's the 'other' crush. The girl from Yr. 11 who had such an extreme crush on me that everyone in the school knew about it. Me being somewhat immature then never took her up on the offer because she was acclaimed the most unpopular girl, of course, for no reason at all. Not to mention, I thought it was too good to be true. Ah college years, the things you hear. Truth be, she was fine. She had a good figure, face was nice and had a good dress taste. If only I had taken her up on the offer, if only. I saw her the other night in a van out the front of Coles and it sparked this plethora of thoughts avalanching into my mind. At least I think it was her. I would take her up now. It explains why she was so nervous talking to me all that time. More about this in another post.

"Give women the right to vote"
"..is the world still spinning around?"
"It's in your eyes"

I dreamt I went to New York the other night and consoled Hugh Jackman cos he was so upset. Must of been the finale of his Broadway show, "The Boy From Oz". I dreamt terrorists came to Sth Melbourne and shot everyone in the street and came onto my tram. I escaped unscathed. Turns out they were just pimply teenagers. Must be the manifestation of how I see most young people end up becoming. Welcome back to dreams! I was sick of having blank nights or nightmares (more about that one in another post). Hurray for weird dreams!

People are dying. Women are getting pregnant. The trees are blossoming. Rains are flooding the rivers. Politicians argue like children over a bucket and spade. Friends become closer. A flirt begins. Old friends reacquaint. Bonds strengthened. Music floats through my head. I ride it's wave into my dreams. I sense something big. Sexual frustration and insanity is at it's highest with all.
In four weeks I turn 21, and amidst the chaos of it all, I can see life for what it truly is.
"Spec-tac-u-lar".

(Proudly unabridged, unedited, and spontaneous free-flowing thoughts. Except for the typos.)