not sure if anyone saw him in the paper a few weeks ago, well i did, and boredom at work lead me to research more about Liu Bolin.
who is Liu Bolin, Liu Bolin is a chinese artist with the ability to disappear, with his cloak of invisibility and oriental sourcery, he can vanish before your eyes...
28 August 2009
25 August 2009
New Blog
ok so my last blog wasn't allowing me to post new blogs in it for some reason or the other, bureaucrats etc.
And as i'm THAT bored/suicidal at work, i've decided to migrate to idontliketea2...all new and improved, well, not really, different toilet, same shit ultimately...
if you've not read my blog before, have a gander through the posts, see if anything inspires you, angers you or just reminds you of that queezy feeling you get when you pass through Ilford East London...oh shut up, you know it smells there.
it's not in chronolocgical order, as i'd have to be some kind of time machine wielding mad man to have all these things happen to me in the space of a day, so it starts form April "common sense is a commodity" up until this post.
anyway, enjoy, leave a comment if you feel the need to, i encourage all kinds of foolishness around here.
much love
Dreams vs Reality (guest blog)

How should I start this off hmmm….I know, let me talking about this from my point of view. This is something I struggle with daily. In a world where C.R.E.A.M (Cash Rules Everything Around Me) it’s hard to pay the vast amount of bills that this country has accumulated, being the country with the highest amount of taxes and still have time to follow your dreams. How do go about doing so to begin with??
Most people know for certain what they want to do when they grow up before they go to university some even before they finish school….but if there are people like me in the world I only realized what I wanted to do after I went to university, graduated and got a job in said industry.
Don’t think I’ve mentioned the industry as yet (IT) for those of you that are intrigued, I’m an Application Support Technician (try saying that three times lol) after about eight months of this I realized that I can’t be doing this kind of job for the rest of life…..there is nothing worse than sitting on a crappy office chair looking at numbers & code FUCK dat shit!! (Excuse my French) so I thought to myself J.R. what do you love doing A: watching TV & Films, Q: Do you watch movies & think of shit that could have made a scene better, A: HELL YEAH!!...........and just like that my mind was made up, I always toyed with the idea of writing scripts and stuff but never had the balls to do it. Fuck it, if Quentin Tarantino used to work in a fricking video shop before he started writing why the hell can’t I do it??
But REALITY is a bitch and I hate her……as with DREAMS you have to balance it with the REAL world, and in my REAL world I have mad bills to pay not to mention a mortgage (I know right!!) I’m not gonna go into the whole reason behind why my life is not normal for a 22 year old guy but whateva. I’m a firm believer in attempting to pursue your dreams regardless of how out of reach they may seem, after all I’m sure people dreamed of colour television, which so happens to be a reality.
What’s even funnier is one of my aunties told me “you can’t get everything you want” to be honest with you the thought never entered my mind some would say it is the arrogance of being young, but I say “nothing happens unless first we dream”…. after all the “President is black” if this is not the era when dreams can become reality we might as well give up now, what if Sean Combs didn’t dream of taking over the music industry, what if Christopher Wallace didn’t pick up a mic, what if Michael Phelps didn’t decide to start swimming or Usain Bolt taken up basketball instead of Sprinting?? One can only wonder……
I shall leave you with a quote for Anais Nin (if you don’t know who it is....Google!!)
“Dreams pass into the reality of action. From the actions stems the dream again; and this interdependence produces the highest form of living.”
Envisioned byNanjiro Enzo
"A guest has not to thank the host, but the host the guest”
life is all about change and growth, and here at idontliketea we're all about the latter and obsess over the former.so for the next week or two, we'll be having a few guest bloggers coming through, their views are strong, their topics varied, their views are independent and individual, like that crop circle up there, the message is open to interpretation, and that's what we love most, the idisyncrasy of them all (the blogs)so please show some love to the guests of idontliketea.
Much Love
i got love for you if you were born in the....
As a kid, my sisters and I would collect disney tapes, that's right...tapes, VHS, the big clunky, rewind when finished, tapes.
We had all the Disney classics, Beauty and The Beast, Aladdin, The Jungle Book, Snow White, The Lion King, loads, but the one thing we never really appreciated, i think, is that they were a symbol of our childhood, something that helped us pass the time when nothing else was on TV.
We knew every song in Aladdin, every joke in BatB, to this day i can probably recite the whole of Aladdin, word for word.
I recently watched Aladidn again, for the first time since i was in primary school (thank you Sky+) and it brought back all those memories.
Looking back i think we all have something that will remind us of our childhood, for me, it's these movies, for me it's cartoons in general, waking up on Saturday morning at the crack of dawn to watch Voltron and Darkwing Duck, Chip & Dale (ch, ch, ch, chip and daaaale, rescue rangers)...sorry, got a bit carried away there.
ok here's a small list of my favourites, to me, timeless classics, before all of this 3D nonsense.
The Smurfs
Alvin & The Chipmunks
Garfield
Voltron
Darkwing Duck
Ducktales
Chip & Dale
Visionaries
BraveStar
Care Bears
man i could go on forever, but there's the point, no matter how old you are, or what's going on in your life, take it from me, your childhood is a reflection of what's goood in you, the days of no bills, no responsibility, no relationship issues, a time when your biggest problem was what cereal you want. Fruit LLoops if you must know.
One day, when you have the time, go on YouTube and watch some of your favourite cartoons again, even if it's just the opening credits, believe me, nothing will put you in a better mood.
much love
We had all the Disney classics, Beauty and The Beast, Aladdin, The Jungle Book, Snow White, The Lion King, loads, but the one thing we never really appreciated, i think, is that they were a symbol of our childhood, something that helped us pass the time when nothing else was on TV.
We knew every song in Aladdin, every joke in BatB, to this day i can probably recite the whole of Aladdin, word for word.
I recently watched Aladidn again, for the first time since i was in primary school (thank you Sky+) and it brought back all those memories.
Looking back i think we all have something that will remind us of our childhood, for me, it's these movies, for me it's cartoons in general, waking up on Saturday morning at the crack of dawn to watch Voltron and Darkwing Duck, Chip & Dale (ch, ch, ch, chip and daaaale, rescue rangers)...sorry, got a bit carried away there.
ok here's a small list of my favourites, to me, timeless classics, before all of this 3D nonsense.
The Smurfs
Alvin & The Chipmunks
Garfield
Voltron
Darkwing Duck
Ducktales
Chip & Dale
Visionaries
BraveStar
Care Bears
man i could go on forever, but there's the point, no matter how old you are, or what's going on in your life, take it from me, your childhood is a reflection of what's goood in you, the days of no bills, no responsibility, no relationship issues, a time when your biggest problem was what cereal you want. Fruit LLoops if you must know.
One day, when you have the time, go on YouTube and watch some of your favourite cartoons again, even if it's just the opening credits, believe me, nothing will put you in a better mood.
much love
I'm an angry man...sometimes.
and also, my poor attempt at writing for the London Paper, which sadly didn't get published, when you read it you'll know why...here goes.
THE RANT
"today is just a general hatred for a list of things that have come to my attention recently..
the other day i was eating a pie, and this fool walks up to me and goes "is that nice" No, you donut, i always stuff my face with food that tastes like toilet paper,,
people at bus stops who ask you "has the bus come yet" if it did come i wouldn't be fucking standing here now would i?
old people, really really old people, you know the ones i mean, the slow walkers, the confused, the ones who turn just stop in the middle of rush hour on oxford circus, the ones who think if you're under 25 you're a gun toting, knife wielding asbo, the ones who spark up conversation about the weather, and how "oh it hasn't snowed for a while" yes bitch, but the frozen ear juice you have trickling out tells me otherwise. i know they haven't got much time left, but c'mon, other people have places to go, ok fine, if they MUST come out, can we at least give them their own lane to walk in or something, coz sometimes (and i know this may sound cruel) i just wanna stab them with my best pencils, slow ass, zimmerframe walking, sandal wearing, weird shopping trolly thingy having old people.one day i shall be one too and one day i shall write/narrate to a more able person, how much i hate young people.....
Political Correctness Police,,,,you can't say black coffee, black magic, black ball, black haed, baa baa fucking black sheep, you can't oppose islam or they're gonna riot like its 1992 and rodney king just got his ass beat, you can't say nigga, its "the n word", its sexually non-preferential not bi-sexual, big boned, plus size, differently sized, i'm sorry thats just fat, you can't even say prisoner anymore, its client of the correctional system, fuck right off..
if i want my black coffee, from Ali the muslim who works at blacks books, where i read baa baa black sheep, squeezed a black head, while hollering at my nigga, whose girlfried just told him she's bi-sexual, but its ok because she's fat, and i want to point and laugh at prisoner then i damn. well. will."
if i want my black coffee, from Ali the muslim who works at blacks books, where i read baa baa black sheep, squeezed a black head, while hollering at my nigga, whose girlfried just told him she's bi-sexual, but its ok because she's fat, and i want to point and laugh at prisoner then i damn. well. will."
LONDON PAPER ATTEMPT
"Glasto Fiasco"
"If, like me, you were watching the Oasis vs Jay-z (hip-hop) saga with interest over the last few weeks, by now you have picked a side. I, for one, have, and I’m with Brooklyn’s finest.Noel needs to get off his “I can’t believe its not 1995” horse and start to realise what he and many of his supporters are sadly contradicting themselves over and over. Glasto “is for rock ‘n roll” so I was told this week, please correct if I’m wrong, last time I checked Amy Crackhouse is NOT rock, please explain to me why she gets a free pas and Jay-z does not, please explain why the crowd nearly had a cerebral haematoma when Jay-z did “encore”, and the answer that Amy is “real music” does not suffice, if you bothered to listen top Jay-Z’s lyrics and the intellect that is behind some, not all, of his songs then you’d know what Mr Eaves and the rest of the world know, the man has talent.
Noel should take a good look at his own lyrics“Backbeat the word was on the street that the fire in your heart is out”and sit up and realise that the world of music is changing, and that it shouldn’t and doesn’t matter what kind of music someone makes, if they’re good at it, why can’t they play to a deserving audience? For the record, Galsto is not an exclusively rock 'n' roll festival, Coldplay anyone.
I sincerely hope Noel and his fans read this, because I love wonderwall, but I love Dirt off your Shoulder too, Noel, no hard feelings playa, but please understand, that no-one feels the way I feel about you now."
hope you enjoyed those, i have my angry moments, as we all do.
much love
SUPERNOVA ii
You know that feeling you get when you're on a roller coaster for the first time? Or you're going too high on a swing? Or you hit some certain bumps on the road and your stomach kinda flips? That's the way I feel when I'm around you. Not all the time, but there's those times when you look at me, or you'll hold me; and I can't even explain it - but that's what I feel
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