Goth... again

Dammit I feel the little Goth in me growing...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ROnXv7Z7v28


Again I feel the thrill of hitting the road... once again... =)

MABON

Mabon is finished. Starting of new leads conscious of the old trails and of any stone encountered before. Stones are now part of the path instead of blocking it. As long as I can see they were stones. Gifts are given, sorrow forgiven and light fades up with a smile over the face.
Sun is no more, dark night blossoms as an eternal reminder of the the blessings given and to be given.
Rituals thankfully repeated are the winged desire of a better now, in which the past is the lesson to be learned before ascending to what is aimed.

But enough talk.


Do is the right verb now.

I don t like...

Everytime I stop somewhere I found people I don t like.

Living in Portugal I hated those limited people always around like they owned the truth. Too idiots to see the world is nor black nor white but a great scale of grey.
Then I found the frenchies and they natural arrogance due to a great past and an empty present. A country based on a deformed image of the "mode" and the "culture". But by the end, they are just as empty as the one I left in Portugal.
Then I came to Germany. Here also quite a lot of limited people. Very centered in their own world, sure of their über alle capacity and work only vision.


Yeah, I m sure, being an idiot as nothing to do with nationality.

Too many times I forget I found beautiful people all the way, even and mostly being different than me. I should focus more on that, instead of complaining about the assholes of the world... otherwise I will lost myself counting them...

New starts

New start, in new directions, aiming for a better life. Soon, but can t way for it. Mabon will be fully celebrated this year

Wacken is here!

2 days left for the annual Metalheads Meeting. Packing is still not done, but the list is done, just need to get some few vital items to get the gear all together. One more trip with 20 kilos of equipment and food. That will end with most of it left in the camping area. Bringing back memories, new friends and energy for the rest of the new year.

Next year will be different. I ll look for a VIP ticket. Or I ll stay here. Well, in that case, I ll go to another festival, that s for sure. Hellfest? Bloodfest? Desert Festival? Mmmmm so many choices...

Yadayadayada... I still have the 20th Wacken anniversary to go through. This year has been better planified, running order ready, food and drinks ready, gear ready... rain or shine...
UP THE IRONS!

go with the flow

slowy everything makes sense again. Wonder after wonder. Step by step.

Expect the unexpected

Life is really a stage where all kind of surprises pop up. From bad to good, or excellent to not so bad a few things can really be taken for granted. Like the apparent chaos in which all happens without a clue of logic of expectancy.
Summer... a perfect time for surprises... blame it on the weather, the Sun, the Midsummer... who knows. This still young July provided a full bag of surprises, far more good ones than bad ones. Actually only one bad, that led me to... a good news instead. Whatever rules out, it s always for a greater good.
Always look at the bright side of life ;o)