Monday, April 24, 2017
Sunday, April 23, 2017
Tuesday, April 18, 2017
I had a disturbing conversation the other day with a close family member. I think he wishes we would spend more time together but he had a strange way of trying to motivate me towards that.
He was showing one of his recent projects to someone else on his phone and said "Cullen could do that stuff but he chooses not to".
For a nanosecond I imagined that I was getting some acceptance of the fact that we all have different pleasures in life, and some measure of respect that my passions were different to his.
Fool I am. The very next words were "so when are you going to give up skydiving -- you know you're separating yourself from everybody by doing this". I'm sure that in some way he means well.
What is shame. The one thing that he thinks might bring us together actually driving us apart.
A good friend just died young. It was a situation where three hours extra of consciousness would have been a lifetime.
That extra three hours would have been spent with the people he truly loved or doing a thing that inflamed his passion. Not putting up a lean-to roof (or similar) with people he thought were ok. So that they were happier.
The thing I took away from that is that even a half an hour spent doing something that somebody else likes for no other reason that they want me to?
Not gonna happen.
Monday, April 17, 2017
Monday, April 10, 2017
I am watching a young couple recently. As I get older and reflect on the things I've seen and done I can't help but feel some trepidation for the young guy.
I know it's not deliberate but it just seems to be a pattern that the male becomes an extra in the grand production that is "the family".
I would not change today anything else in my life. The creation of our nuclear family is the thing I am the most proud of. Many men feel the same, and it is often that paternal instinct that is taken advantage of. And perhaps men forget themselves.
"You have a family now, stop doing that silly stuff" is a sentence that I hear from "caring interested" people. A boss that I once had and respected said to me "you won't still be jumping out of planes like a monkey when you're 49 years old". Wrong, Rod. But I nearly did forget myself.
The number of men that I've seen drop their own set of passions and live another's dream - amazing. A guy who love trail bike riding - no more. Many others a skydiver no more. One's plan to work one's way around Australia - no chance.
Back to my two young friends. I watched them having an animated and semi-private a conversation the other day. I could tell that it was about having children.
The male was saying "no that will mess things up, think of all the things we do now that we couldn't if we had to be managing mumble". They caught me paying attention and the guy looked like a rabbit caught in a trap, with the female being all doe eyed and coy. I thought to myself "you've got no chance buddy'.
My thoughts are that people going into a marriage need to be careful about whose vision they're living out. If there's tension there, throughout the marriage, then perhaps that's a sign that both people are getting some of what they want. Unfortunately for the man he will probably be branded childish selfish and irresponsible. Suck it up cupcake - you've never been any different.
Sunday, April 9, 2017
I firmly believe that one day every single one of us will be judged.
And would not really suck for us if we had each been looking at the wrong scoreboard.
I don't know who will do the judging when or how it will happen. But I did try to use the correct scoreboard. Whatever that is.
The short-term benefit is that at least I can live with myself.
For about six years I have seen this area as a wasteland. Surrounded by shopping centers and great residential development there was no infrastructure to support it. Little did I know that the Singapore government had another idea. The area is still a little lost but I get the feeling that it will get busy very soon.
So the Fort Canning MRT station is about to open and I think this area will explode. Yes that sounds like Singapore.
Saturday, April 8, 2017
I am firmly aware of the fact that this could all be over in a minute. Here in Singapore for a week of work that somebody thinks I am worth. I agree that I am worth it as well. But one never knows.
I hate crowds when I have to be a part of them. But when I can just be me - I like the hustle and bustle.