2:15 PM me: you know austin
ive been thinking
Steve: yes
2:16 PM me: there's a distinct lack of gorilla suits in our lives
Steve: that there is
me: something needs to be done
2:17 PM Steve: but why do we need a gorilla suit when we have a stupid fat tinman, his gay flatmate, a guy who's in love with the wrong person, a mentalcase slutface, a short mexican,
a fat canadian, a man who was clearly a cat in his past life.. and an it guru?
not to mention the emo guy..
and the skitso..
me: austin, i think yuove answered your own question
Steve: we don't need anything else
a gorilla suit will just complicate the mix
2:18 PM me: i think what you meant to say is, how can we not have a gorilla suit when we have a stupid fat tinman, his gay flatmate, a guy who's in love with the wrong person, a mentalcase slutface, a short mexican, a fat canadian, a man who was clearly a cat in his past life.. and
an it guru?
not to mention the emo guy..
and the skitso..
Steve: no no
i know what i wanted to say
that was not it
YOU MAKE NO SENSE
in fact..
me: YOU FUCK YOU
Steve: you sound like you're frommelbourne
2:19 PM me: you dont understand
i mention gorilla suit, and look what happens, and you wonder why we dont have one
Steve: "ohh.. i don't have enough time in my life to do everything.. i'm spending too much time doing melbourne stuff"
i work
i have a computer
i bought a new desk
jesus
me: 'ohh i cant even understand how much a gorilla suit would increase the quality of my life because im too busy getting a usless degree'
Steve: YOU SHOULD COME TO VISIT THE POPE WITH ME
2:20 PM we should start up a business..
"webcams for work"
me: YOU SHOULD DANCE AROUND THE POPE AND HIS EVIL OVERLORD GRIMACE WEARING A GORILLA SUIT
will the webcams have gorilla suit wearing interludes?
Steve: i suppose
maybe that can be the loading screen
me: thats it, im going on ebay
me: everyone loves a guy dressed in a gorilla suit
Steve: everyone loves a guy dressed up in anything
2:23 PM if you wore chaps and a cowboy hat i bet you'd get the same reaction
me: especially a suit in the likeness of a gorilla
Steve: or panda
or frog
me: youre clearly not as committed as i am
2:24 PM Steve: no

10 Favorite things of the last little while that I can remember.

1. Getting my new desk and chatting with the guys at 696
2. Loving my room and my things
3. Praying from the heart and verbalizing my gratitude for all
4. Having a small chat with Tarquin and eating dinner together
5. Having a dutchie for Milo's b'day and shooting plastic guns
6. Going to the city after work and checking ACMI and the Hologram exhibition.
7. Going to Hope street and jamming on music, talking with the crew.
8. Staying in bed sick and watching a doco on the moon.
9. Going bike riding with Jesse and climbing old factories
10. Replying to all my emails and chatting with my dad
11. Playing with music
12. Hearing Louis make a speech for his birthday and eating a delicious dinner
13. Taking time out to be on my own in my room
14. Washing the dishes
15. Not fucking up at work
16. Chatting on the park with Zoe.
17. Receiving Danas magazine 'Damki'
18. Having nice hair for a week without effort

10 Least Favorite Things of The Last Little While

1. Working, getting in trouble at work for stuffing up the records, being stressed from work.
2. Thinking I have diseases and freaking out.
3. Thinking about time and wondering If i've done anything worthwhile this year.
4. Not being able to sleep, lying awake with a stomach ache.
5. Being scared of making music, not being able to write lyrics.
6. Graffing with the guys and seeing them cover nice driveways with thick black throw ups.
7. Thinking Tarquin doesn't like me.
8. Pondering my lack of artistic ability.
9. Realizing that I am one of 'them'. That I may be one of 'Those' people.
10. Being scared of going to Thailand with Megan.
11. Being too stoned to do anything
12. Feeling like im back in an old cycle
13. Having bad hair for a week despite effort

I'm such a badaaasss.



You've got to question the intelligence in grafitting ones own name onto a wall.

This is from my other blog 'A Catalogue of Coincidences' -

'I started this blog with such excitement! I have so many coincidences I thought! I will catch them all and make more sense of why they happen Bam as soon as I started the blog coincidences poured into my reality. Yeah! Im on a roll I thought.

But then I started working and focusing on other things, before I knew it my initial excitement for this blog was gone and the coincidences had stopped.

Why is this? Was it that the coincidences kept on happening but I was missing them? Not likely, I catch them all. Was it that the magic was gone? Not likely, magic is constant.

Was it that I was distracted and not thinking about the magic and coincidences? Hence not giving them an energetic space to manifest in?..

I have come to notice that synchronicities pour into my life under a few different type of circumstances.

1. When I am living and thinking on these things.

2. When great changes are taking place.

3. When I'm alone.

4. When I'm with someone who stimulates my magic gland.

Lately I have not been in these circumstances, Ive been focusing on practical things, creating, organizing, working. My friends, are amazing, but we hang out and have fun, there is magic there of course, the purest and best kind, however we do not go hunting for magic because we're more focused on having a lot of fun and sharing a lot of love. I havent been alone, really alone, for a long time (and I like it!), and changes are not happening much as I am settling to a practical life for now.

I guess this is why the synchronicities slow down as we settle and find our groove, we don't give space for random encounters on which universal consciousness thrives on. If you have a shut box of a life, as lovely as it can be, it is still a closed space, nothing gets in. This isnt a bad thing either. I am choosing to close my box for a bit so I can do some internal growth. I have had time where I have been too open, so a balance is requisite.

The most important thing is to not allow a life, a rhythm to ossify and become sterile and with time regressive as opposed to progressive. The trick is to constantly grow and NEVER FORGET about the magic. You can go through phases of no magic, phases of nothing to say, phases of no one to care for, and these are needed. But it is SO important to never forget the magic and coincidences, or how will they appear again.

When you forget about the magic, and forget that you have forgotten about the magic, then you're in trouble.

NEVER FORGET - There is something magical, gigantic, knowing, wise, crazy and divine, which permeates the fabric and soul of all things which are conceivable.

The best way to remember is to appreciate, deeply, so you are washed with shivers of contentment, and also to laugh. To laugh is to break the shell which constantly hardens around our aura like a plaque. It can help to have a cover, but to break it, throw it out, as the exoskeleton to be outgrown, is a constant and necessary process. Laughter is the quickest way to do this.

So rather than letting this blog oxidize and be lost to the zeros and ones, I will update with previous coincidences until the next magical phase of my life starts again.

Until then!

- Pablo'

A Catalogue Of Coincidences

It's Mixtape Monday! - The Mellow Mix.

This is such a good mix you will probably never hear it all the way through because you'll be out by the fifth song.. Which is a shame. Who would have thought Pantera could be so mellow?

Not recommended listening while driving or working. Snoozy effects.



http://www.mediafire.com/?gmtjl4rajcm

1. Beastie Boys - Something's Got To Give
2. Ween - Among His Tribe
3. I Love L.A - Amon Tobin
4. Pantera - Planet Caravan
5. Frank Zappa - St. Etienne
6. Jim White - Still Waters
7. Lullatone - Bedtime Beatbox
8. Massive Attack - Teardrop
9. Jane's Addiction - I Would For You
10. Nine Inch Nails - La Mer
11. Me - La Silla
12. Cinematic Orchestra - The Awakening Of A Woman
13. Kula Shaker - Namanami Nanda-Nandana

This is my new old skool school desk!!

It's actually Art.

I bought it for $250 from an exhibition at local street art shop 696.

I don't normally get into art, but this isn't just art, it's furniture, and it's beautiful!

I use it to put all my 'To do' stuff inside and also just to sit on and scribble. It was made by a local artist called Pep. Here's a link to her wicked stuff.




At first I was hesitant.. $250.. what can be worth that much?.. but I wanted it!..

I decided to leave it till Wednesday and if no one had bought it by then I'd get it.
That night I dreamt about it! I knew the desk had to be mine, I called first thing the following morning. *panting* "Helloisthis696?! It's Pablo *gasp* I wenttoyourexhibition! *choke* do you still have that *breath* DESK?!'

'Um.. yes.. the piece is still available'

'It's mine! I'll pay this afternoon! Thank you!'



I think buying things that will stay with you is totally worth it. I'm not just buying art, I'm buying inspiration, supporting a scene and an artist, and keeping a gorgeous and functional item. In two weeks I'll have forgotten about the money but I'll still have an awesome desk!

Creativity is allowing yourself to make mistakes. Art is knowing which ones to keep.
Scott Adams

The weekend wrap up.

This weekend was Milo's Birthday. His Birthday wish was for all of us to get into his car and have a dutchie. So we all did, all 10 of us. Dreams can come true!

We then went and blew up some fireworks in the park as neighbours gave us disapproving looks, we asked them to join in but they stood there cold. Caroline laughed and kept laughing.
The next day I spent hanging in the morning, we saw a crazy movie called Battle Royale, where a whole classroomm of Students gets sent to an island and are forced to play a game where they have to kill each other until there is one man standing. It was nuts.

I went home to organize my room and lovely new desk, I wrote some stuff, drew some pictures and got organized for Thailand, bought insurance and read up some stuff. RTarquin came home, he cooked delicious Masala, we actualoly hung out and talked, which I think is the first time ever.. I think that .. leaving someone/ somewhere, and then coming back, always makes you closer to that person or place, i'm not sure how it works. Zoe came to pick up Tarquin, she knocked on my door and we made awkward talk and emulated each others body language.
We made chit chat and it was nice, she left with Tarquin then Jesse came over.
With nothing to do we went to Hope street for a smoke and jammed on guitar, then came home and smoked and watched The Castle and The Lost Boys and passed out.

Sunday was a mellow day. I made a delicious pancake breakfast, Jesse called me incredible. We went on a bike ride to scope out factories and clibmed on the roof of one, which made me feel young and alive. I want to climb and explore more often. It was an idyllic day of sun and birds. I had a tea with Zoe and lay in the grass, watched the clouds and spoke on direction and dancing.
Then I bought some paint with Jesse and had A1. He didn't want to go to a family do but had to. So I went home to work and then sprayed a picture of a tiki face on the brick wall nextdoor.

I went to sleep late because it was daylightsavings.

And woke up even later. (Late to work again! Why do I do this?!)

I love going to the Laundromat.

There's this feeling I get of collective energy being transmuted, an atmosphere there which encapsulates all that is good about Brunswick, where the locals go to wash off their dirt, read a newspaper and look at gig posters.

The place is always warm, heated by whirring dryers that leave clothes so soft and inviting. Sometimes I feel like going even if I don't have anything to wash.

There's also a communal book for people to write on. This latest one I had to share, it's very entertaining (you can read the pages better by clicking on them). My favorite bit is where the Laundry King tells the guy who lost $2 to get a life.

My Horoscope Said This Today,

"Here's an interesting question. Are you a brilliant pioneer or a potential saint? You may think that both sound like far-fetched propositions, but you ought to keep in mind that both types of people tend not to see themselves as anything special. Ground-breakers are often folk who are struggling to do what they feel is right, regardless of how much effort the task involves. Kind, giving, caring, souls can lead turbulent lives and experience much self-doubt. It's time to be proud of yourself."

Ok I'm stroking myself here, but it made me feel real good.