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Sunday, October 05, 2008

It's amazing how time flies when you least expect it.
9 months have passed, just like that.
Well, 10 months in fact, but my mind still lingers in that 9 months frame.

Stepping in at the beginning was one of nonchalance.
Aloofness of not knowing anyone.
Of being away for more than a year.
And a horseriding camp that almost killed the entire show.

But the show didn't get culled.
On it went.
And in I went with it.
Challenges arise to cope with boredom.
Xmas Party. CSing.
The rise began.
And out came comfort in being self.
Managing C and being S.
Energies still scattered.
3 wandered off, lost forever.
Blank Cheque #1.
But onward we moved, steps getting heavier.

A quarter paid, a boot earned.
The start of the unforgettable.
For me at least.
Splitting halves and pitting against each other.
Group processes that integrated the scattered.
In that moment the show started.
Of ONE WAVE.
Expression. Beingness. Leading. Flow.
Pop. Out of the dream and downwards we went.
Eggs thrown. Numbers i don't remember.
But i know: 2 eggs were thrown and chances gone.
The show didn't end cuz off we ran with the booty.
Blank Cheque #2.
Cooked up a storm, yes a STORM.
PL Tests. Laughter.
Wave leader.
And no turning back.

1st quarter spent and onward we moved, with renewed vigour.
Discipline process - off balance it went.
Open up i tried.
It all ends with failures and breakdowns.
Quickly it changes, a wave coach i became.
All in the name of good fun.
GM. JEL.
POS. Fire. Compassion. Pain.
Changes abound.

2nd quarter paid.
Dreams came. Straight wires too.
We moved. BTW.
Screwups. Renovations. New office party.
Atlas Shrugged. Sighs. Incomplete. No shadows to watch.

2nd quarter spent.
We had to move on.
Scary though, how the start quickly ends.
One more quarter: To spend or not to spend?
That's the question.
No, it will be spent anyway.
Time doesn't stop with your decision.
Time never stays, but it never really goes either.
Ironically.

Shifts were obvious.
But it had to hold. Nonetheless.
Spirit and essence were gone before the end.
Some thought the end just didn't come fast enough.
Some didn't want it to end.
Some were still unaware.
Trudging along, steps heavier.

In a flash, impulsively we paid the 3rd.
Strategy. Warcraft?
And came the koan.
Lingered the wkend.
Conscious dinner. Booty. AGAIN?
Screwed. Almost.
THE END.

Incomplete?????? Yes.
Got it. Sure not.
Frames of 9 months.
Get it?

The deeper you go, the more you get.
Double in fact, it turns and bite.
Both the good and bad.
That's why it's called BALANCE.
Ironically.
It's hard. So DAMN hard.

In the end they all mean nothing.
In the dust of time.
Memories fade.... (Do they really?)
And all that's left is NOW and AFTER.

You think so?
MEMORIES exist as CUTs.
Serving the reminder of time.
Of past.
Overwhelming it is.
But move on, yes move on.
When will it ever go???
Think again.

OrAnGeL was fuming at
12:41 AM

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