Thursday 27 December 2007

Blogging in Swe

It is the 2nd day of xmas and I am currently sitting in the old bedroom of my love’s parents… trying to work up the courage to write something worthwhile and stimulating so who ever may read this will not be disappointed by my effort to bring a close to MY 2000 and 7.
I guess, writing out a 2000 and a 7, I must be thankful for the fact that I suddenly realize(again) that I am a lucky and happy son of my mother. But when I sit down to really explain a feeling like that, I start to wonder and explore where to begin. Describing a list of discoveries and moments for others to read is the first thing that springs to mind… but seeing nobody reads this blog anyway, I can better start to explore the “rudimentary” building blocks which have so clearly revealed themselves to me over the last year and 9 months (counting back to my emergence from the bowels of DUT).


My thoughts go back to the moment when 4 JAMMING partners buy their first REAL asset… A fussball table. This table and its simple goal of playing and scoring, represents a whole lot more than just a game (I will get back to the nature and powers of this magic tool later…). It in my opinion can be seen as the start of letting go of the need to know where you are going, when we all know our drive is to do the best we can to win and score!
What I shall see as my new challenge is that I do not need to describe and block out everything for the improvement of the way JAM works. I realized that when I write something down or block something out, it will not immediately translate into truth or reason; especially not for others! Herein lays my challenge. I must carefully try to find a balance between my ability to gather information and feel when the time is right to share this information. The abundance of ideas which come to me just by association can just be thoughts which I jot down in my dummy or in my desktop notes. This pot of gold will grow and grow, but it will be up to me to see how it will trickle into existence… slowly. Timing of my trickle is crucial when I want to be part of a TEAM calling itself JAM.
I am a very lucky boy to be part of such a group of friends…they are undoubtedly my salvation. I would most likely end up as just one of those IDEA geysers who see their efforts go up in a cloud of mist, never being able to create a solid step towards realization. With my friends who understand me, and I them, it will be possible for me to realize whatever I come up with…which is a pretty amazing feeling!
What I do need to take care of is the fact that others have ideas too. And just like mine, they need to bubble up to the surface in their own particular way. Another building block for me will be that I develop a special sense which allows me to sniff out an idea and figure out the best way to make it come to the surface without affecting it too much, so it can grow into something that will be welcomed and associated upon with open arms and minds…
So totally in character I must record my first building block for 2008:
“Try to find the balance between sharing and developing an idea or even an association… once an idea is brought into a group of people at the right time, they will explore and discuss it from their own characteristic point of view and hopefully make the idea a shared goal (…which is easier to realize with a group then by yourself). A shared goal has a better chance of succeeding and the reward will be greater too!
BUT Take care!: Once you share a thought or the beginning of an idea it will get its identity and meaning from the people who breathe life into it. A combined breath equals a combined effort and a combined result… take one breath away and it will be a different effort.
So… the day before I leave with Anna for Stockholm… this is what I blog…

Sunday 2 December 2007

My sister digs GOGOL


Even before Burning Man, Iris bought tickets for Gogol Bordello. This is the kind of music which,even to me, is new and old at the same time... Gypsy Balkan Punk Rock Sillyness! What I did find out was that my summer years of hangin' in front of the stage are definitly gone! They have been replaced by the warm embrace of a bar and trays of good will beer to make new 2 hour friends. What was made very clear this evening that both Iris and Myself remember that we are made from the same wood! I haven't laughed that much for a long time! Thanks sis! and thank you Gogol for your far off stage presence! I didn't hear much, but I am wearing purple weraing purple!



Oh yeah... Iris... a pen mous-tache is like a hangover... it reminds you of the good time you had the day before!