The other day a haggard-looking gentleman asked me for some change as he walked by.
Living in Toronto now for about 6 weeks, I have noticed that this happens much more regularly than when I lived in Ottawa. I've walked by people all over the place who look as though they need my money more than I do, and yet, not once have I 'spared some change'.
Actually, that's not entirely true - I have paid out a few times for street musicians.
There's a guy in one of the Subway stations that plays an amazing old-school blues guitar, and his sign says "support real blues", or something to that effect, and he's actually really providing a decent service to the commuters, so sometimes when I see him, I throw him some change.
There's also a group of shirtless guys that play some acoustic guitars right across from my work.
They look like they're genuinely having a good time, and rarely stop strumming to tell a tale of woe and ask for change.
Anyway, I digress.
back to the haggard-looking gentleman.
When he approached me, he held out his hand, and I shook it.
He offered me his name, and started to explain his situation, but I cut him off and said that I don't have any change, which wasn't true, I had a pocket full of change actually.
I didn't mean to lie, but the truth was that I genuinely needed the change that I had.
I could've said, "I don't have any change 'to spare'", but no, I said "I don't have any change".
He said that it was ok, and wished me a good evening, then as I started to walk away, he asked me what day it was.
I told him it was Wednesday, and continued walking.
When I got home, I realized it was actually Thursday..
The Moral:
"A man lost in lies, rarely remembers the truth"
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
Friday, January 25, 2008
The Great Divide I
The Great Divide Part I
Above the earth:
It has been more than 25 years since I first left home, though for me it feels like much less.
Traveling at such immense speeds causes the body to age at a rate slower than those on Earth, but for me age is just a number - I don't feel a day older than the day I was born, though I have learned many things since then.
I am returning from the outer regions of the Scorpion Nebula, the farthest place in the universe that man has reached so far, on mission for the Union of World Governance.
The details of said mission are of Level 12 Classified Secrecy, so I'm not to speak of them, even in my own log. The only people that know the details are the Chief Union Officer, and the 12 men selected to be sent into space.
My vessel is small, with most of the craft being dedicated to fuel reserve for long-term space flight. Humankind has evolved greatly in it's use of power, and can now use powerful gasoline to run complex engines, that convert 85% of the gas fumes into re-burnable gas. Which means that one tank of gas (3,000 Gallons) can last for up to 30 Years of spaceflight.
I'm on schedule to arrive back on earth in 36 days, landing at the Geneva Spaceport.
Upon arrival I am scheduled to meet the Chief Union Officer for debriefing.
For the remainder of the trip, or at least until re-entry, I shall re-enter a state similar to cryosleep. The engine will shut down and coast towards the earth.
And so, for now - I'll sleep.
Above the earth:
It has been more than 25 years since I first left home, though for me it feels like much less.
Traveling at such immense speeds causes the body to age at a rate slower than those on Earth, but for me age is just a number - I don't feel a day older than the day I was born, though I have learned many things since then.
I am returning from the outer regions of the Scorpion Nebula, the farthest place in the universe that man has reached so far, on mission for the Union of World Governance.
The details of said mission are of Level 12 Classified Secrecy, so I'm not to speak of them, even in my own log. The only people that know the details are the Chief Union Officer, and the 12 men selected to be sent into space.
My vessel is small, with most of the craft being dedicated to fuel reserve for long-term space flight. Humankind has evolved greatly in it's use of power, and can now use powerful gasoline to run complex engines, that convert 85% of the gas fumes into re-burnable gas. Which means that one tank of gas (3,000 Gallons) can last for up to 30 Years of spaceflight.
I'm on schedule to arrive back on earth in 36 days, landing at the Geneva Spaceport.
Upon arrival I am scheduled to meet the Chief Union Officer for debriefing.
For the remainder of the trip, or at least until re-entry, I shall re-enter a state similar to cryosleep. The engine will shut down and coast towards the earth.
And so, for now - I'll sleep.
Wednesday, January 23, 2008
The Great Divide
The Great Divide is a project that has been in development for years.
It is the story of a man returning from a long voyage in space, only to find that the earth is not the same as it once was.
The story is told as melodic narrative, over lush musical arrangements - with the accompaniment of painted slides which changes 2-3 times per song/movement.
The Overview looks something like this:
More on the way
It is the story of a man returning from a long voyage in space, only to find that the earth is not the same as it once was.
The story is told as melodic narrative, over lush musical arrangements - with the accompaniment of painted slides which changes 2-3 times per song/movement.
The Overview looks something like this:
- Deep in Space
- The Return
- The New World
- A Place To Scan
- Truth
- The Mission
- Confrontation
- Renewal
More on the way
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