I'm not on tik-tok (yet?) just saw this tik-tok popular cleaning video and oh, that reminds me, let me try dropping some baking soda in the toilet maybe that will clean the rust colour away.
I'm re-reading (sorta half-browsed it before, like 20 years ago) this superpopular book about Phleg, Sang, Chol, Mel temperaments. I needed the education, for real. (I was going to write more but maybe it's boring for the reader when I do all these ... I'm just assuming ... ok, maybe I'll put it in the comments.)
I think I get what the four are now. In this picture I just sketched,
What is 'suga'? I don't know, it's like 'highs' like just think of sugar-happiness for example
It's 9am Saturday. I feel a knot in my back behind the left shoulder blade. Parts of my right arm and hand feel a little weak. Noticed earlier a cramp in my calf, one leg, then the other, before I got up today. Took a bath early and with warm water, thanks to my mother who took the trouble to have hot water installed here for me that other time. Made some Milo - the food drink of future champions! - in my bigger-than-yours mug and decided I need a laugh or two this morning so of course I went online. My topics to read would be Ben Affleck one and Nick Cannon two, and my first location to check would be lipstickalley because they dish something people online call TEA.
Oh well, let's go and look.
I'm already laughing before I start because I'm like the guy's name is Nick Cannon tho'. I mean, ok, Nik (translation) and you compound that with Cannon, I mean, he may have a few more cannonballs to hand out to the people. For example, Mariah Carey'd. Twins from this one, her emancipation circa 2000 from the evil studio bosses, and more recently that other Aussie guy's apology payout. In tea-ple (online gossip) language, Bye, Felicia!
Ben Affleck like that aflac insurance company mascot the green gecko, oh it's a duck, a white duck. Duck or gecko, in real life there is fleck and freckle going on, just so you know. I just want to see if the people - perceptive black people - out there see what I see that this man has been advertising all this time because it's loud and clear, and obviously there will be more Jennifer Lopez drama when will it start are we there yet are we there yet?
It's raining outside - I am so blessed. Let me go and read a little gossip abeg.
Quote: "Any woman that I know that I have unprotected sex with, there's the potential to have a child." Give this man his (Physiology or Medicine? Literature?) Nobel Prize.
CE 22, RO 36, AC 28, AE 14, each on a scale of 10 to 40 (or 25 ± 15)
This means I end up in the assimilator (theorist) quadrant but near the diverger (reflector) quadrant. (*)
Then I did this quiz and it gave me the following scores for its seven learning style categories:
Visual 09 Social 07 Physical 07
Aural 14 Verbal 16
Solitary 15 and Logical 17
I think in this test the visual category is spatial as well as pictorial.
I think in my case the aural focus is broader, say, oral-nasal-olfactory as well as aural-sound.
I think the ranking here is very good for such a simple test, ok maybe I would give myself one or two more visual aptitude points and subtract one or two aural but otherwise, thumbs up.
I mean, the idea that you can innovate, and thereby have a lot a lot a lot of "things" available, and in the case of organs for transplantation, wow...it just really changes the markets for the better.
It's ok to innovate 'unnecessarily' I guess?
Personal story: My grandfather who died in his sixties back in 1988 of jazz (juju, supernatural forces, jealous rivals and all of that), these days I think about it, and it may have been kidney failure as they said a lot about his legs swelling just before he died. Then his son, my uncle, just the other day developed same and - we don't want to think and know science or history to be honest - we just want him to be well and live well, and ...I don't know...am I taking care of my kidneys, who knows, maybe something is wrong?
I have a lot more that I should say, and sometimes I say things, when I find my voice. You may say that the throat chakra is one of many parts of me that I'm used to keeping still and quiet - call it etiquette, call it repression, something in between...
Anyway, keeping quiet is not the worst way to be; it works out fine for me because the unsaid things then fold and curl onto themselves to make, well, maybe poetry, or maybe determination, resolve. Or maybe maths, finally, an alternative outlet, to say what you have to say. Think of how un-had sex can become soulful, wavy, sexytime, for example - that old-school groove that the kids would not understand hehehe. Is that how you see it? Similarly, silence/repression/politeness, if you're positive, will turn out delightfully positive. What you lose in frequency or volume, you make up for in form or style or depth or, meaning. But it could be negative or horrible too, to let words congeal into a bomb or into ignorance or into the wilderness.
It's funny because these days the word 'creative' or 'creativity' means definitely using, some would say it's overusing, colours and motion and humour and effort. A long time ago, like when I was young, I think we might have assumed that creativity was related to being artistic which was rather related to being mute. Like, a solitary person drawing or a person who was addicted to drawing, and that was associated with being withdrawn, personality-wise, enough to develop one's own output at least, and one's own way that was not the popular way. Nowadays, creative people make dance videos that go viral is one stereotype.
There are pictures, and again maths, that I could draw to model what it's like to do things differently, or to overdo innovation, or to be afraid of innovation, to examine what it's like to excessively involve reality, ...and why is it that on the opposite end of the 'true' embrace of reality/realism is yet another tribe that claims to embrace reality as it truly is?
Eh. I'll be back.
I'm writing this on the 21st of October to be published on the 22nd of November because I'm going away from good internet for a while. I'll be back.
This man - Abdularazak Gurnah - wins a Nobel Prize for Literature, and I really wish to someday read and enjoy his work, he seems to be "into" poetic prose.
And these days I think of another Nobel Laureate, our very own WS, and a good word for his output is exuberance. As in, those exuberant plays and his exuberant days. You should find some of the most famous Wole Soyinka's plays and watch/perform/read them. Well, try all of them. His autobiographical works would wow you also.
Aside, I have been watching some of the many plays attributed to William Shakespeare - what a bequest and how well-tended and reproduced and enjoyed! Talk about influencers, these are influencers!
I just watched Wolf Children. I'll so watch that again.
Found it mentioned somewhere on the web in a list of bests, and so glad I decided to try some of the recommended films because indeed I've found something to love.
- music+video:
A long time ago (Undergrad) this, Love Is In The Aire was one of my first music CDs ever (listen here 🎧🎶) Before then I had tapes, and even a "walkman" but I was now in the US and the technology had changed so I finally got a "discman" and CDs.
I seem to remember that this music CD was sold in a pick-three-of-these for one low price at the music store in Yankee. I did my best, got the ones I thought would be nice, but this one turned out not to be the actual songs as advertised but just the instrumentals of the songs, which was probably at first disappointing but I ended up really liking my funny instrumentals, as I really liked all my music back then actually.
The news is that I took time out of my busy media-consuming schedule to create something...Not just the instrumentals but the full audio experience, with video, it's classic, it's classy, it's cool, it's HERE, ENJOY
I have a story about one time I just stopped and sat still and thought ... now I'm thinking it was nonsense that I thought, but it is a thing that has made me live like a mad person for many of the maybe eighteen years since. The general idea was - no, I'm embarrassed to say it now, even if I was right and my madness has not been in vain.
Here is another thought. Black people have done well to go deep into all kinds of people's ways. Why not go deeper? Why not find ourself / ourselves? Who are we, who were our parents' parents and where were we ten thousand years ago? Are such things important?
Back in secondary school one of my classmates shared this quote via the classroom's notice board at the front-left wall, near the entrance. I really liked it then and just remembered it now:
You're writing a gospel, a chapter a day
By the things that you do, by the words that you say...
People read what you write, whether faithless or true: Pray what is the gospel, according to you?
