So here’s my blog, yes i understand many of you will acquit yourselves from reading it, singularly due to a belief that i am but a novice, a learner in fact, which is true as this is my first post, i don’t expect many to read but here it goes…
With the first of many…
I was originally born in England, raised in Belgium, and moved to Australia at the start of this ending decade of terror, “fight” for democracy, tragedy and so forth… But currently i am a newly made barmen, in a place called Parkes in Australia, you will find it on Google maps in this link: http://maps.google.com.au/maps?hl=en&q=parkes+nsw+australia+maps&ie=UTF8&hq=&hnear=Parkes+New+South+Wales&gl=au&ei=_zv-TLaLBIS3cfastYwG&oi=geocode_result&ved=0CB0Q8gEwAA&ll=-33.137551,148.183594&spn=39.416185,101.25&z=4
Its a small country town with a population of 10,000 people, give or take a thousand, i have been here for the last two weeks and five days to be approximate, but my home town would be the tourist destination, traffic jammed, hustle and bustled big city of Australia, Sydney. Yes i know i am extremely displaced in Parkes, when you compare it to a four million or more population of people in Sydney, the curiosity behind such a drastic change is simply to experience the country life of Australia, as well as giving myself time to think about the big choices life, seems to be offering these days.
To quote Hugh Macleod, its a “big, wide world”, but that’s the thing, what can a 20 year old immature male, perceive as his life long dreams or goals when society itself these days seems so lost? Cut between a seductive and side-tracking social life and responsibilities like getting an education, a good paying job and well what can i say i have hopeful parents who have lived life with partial regrets, and stow them upon their own flesh and bone children, for which i fear i shall be the only disappointment. As for those who may read this and believe i am an ignorant person who doesn’t understand the kind family support that my parents have offered, are in the wrong. I do recognise such support but the world has changed, people from one side of the world are but a mouse click away from the other, and compared to the world my parents grew up in, it is almost beyond belief, which leads the youth including myself to question “what could they possibly know?” But equally i don’t ignore the advice of my parents, because i admit that there are still experiences that hold importance which light the way for many youth, as well as the beliefs of our parents such as hard work, respect, honesty and to Quote Clash “Rock The Kasbah” which translates to the young as Party hard, as history can tell from Woodstock to the famous rock gods that our parents praised such as The Rolling Stones, The Beatles, Nirvana, Boston, Jimi Hendrix, The Animals, The Eagles, ACDC, Midnight Oil, U2, and many more, that even our parents knew about the “seductive and side-tracking social life”.
Well you get the story about my confusion with my future life, its fucked up eh?
As far as i know I’m in a rut, with a broken compass, so i might as well enjoy myself while I’m here.
If you ever asked one of my friends, whether i was a relationship type, they would laugh at you, I’m not calling myself an arsehole or completely incapable of maintaining a relationship, but a string of failed relationships, bringing grief and frustration to both me and the opposite sex ended with most of my ex-girlfriends labelling me as an arsehole. Hey if you haven’t been insulted or been thrown a profuse amount of harsh words or solid objects from the opposite sex, then you haven’t experienced a well needed lesson, right?
Now it’s 2.07 Am in my corner of the world, and for the last couple of weeks in Parkes, i have found sleep to be a choice rather then a needed option, which i know i will suffer inevitably every time i wake up for work, but my mind is plagued with stories of my life, with a self urge for me to write them all, which brings us to the title of my blog, “Lust, Inevitably leads to loneliness, or something like that.” Don’t worry this isn’t some porno erotica fantasy story, its but a blog, containing episodes of both my highest, and lowest moments, as well as the grey area in-between, all adding up to be my life.
So if you are at all entertained or enticed, feel free to read my blog or advise otherwise, as i will try to write the story of my life as much as i can beginning with my rebellious defilement 5 years ago….
Yours for the first day