Imagine Whirled Peas
I didn't wake up this morning. I came to---here in Oslo, home of the Nobel Peace Prize where in a perfect world, chickens get to cross the road without having their motives questioned.
The prestige, the impact of winning a Nobel, I'd kill for one!
I have good chemistry, maybe I could get one in that category too.
I think, therefore I am under qualified for these awards as well:
Oscar for Best Cinematography, 2010 Cy Young Award, International Air Guitar Championship, Ernest Hemingway Look-a-Like Contest, Midwestern Regional Sales Leader For Sub Zero Refrigerators, Blue Ribbon at the Texas State Fair for Best Corn Relish, Little Miss San Diego, Nickelodeon Kids' Choice Award for "Best Kiss', Latin Grammy for Best Salsa Album, Best In Show-Westminster Dog Show.
Do the Math-Somebody First, Then Nobody
When everything in your life is as logical as math, things start to add up. For instance, take my theorm:
Nobody is perfect after all, and I'm a nobody...and what does nobody make me? Perfect...
I had to be a somebody before I could be a nobody.My personality and the ego scream, (telling me to be somebody and do something) while my soul whispers (the messages that lead me to no-self and listening to the one-ish voice), procrastinate now. The Ego Trip is grounded today. I'm in training to be nobody special.
In America, you can be anything you want, I chose to be an asshole---especially when playing NLH poker. I don't need Power Point to explain what I'm doing today---pretty much nothing, and all day to do it. I don´t need to protect my ASSets, the narcissistic investment in my self(ves). This emptiness frees me up.
Blogging is literature in a hurry-Write? Right! Gotta go buy the world a coke.
Location : Rådhusgata 32, 0158 Oslo,
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