Thursday, 19 August 2010

space for the dreamer

there is space in this world for those that dream. creative type people who think, and draw, and imagine.
there is a space in the economy for those that can turn good ideas into cashflow.

it feels as though the world is starting to favour these types more in the 21st century, and so it should - as the world is ‘blanded up’ by accountants and engineers, good imaginative ideas become undersupplied to the global population, making them more valuable. causing them to have a price-tag. creative types can earn a living by being creative.

and this is good news for writers, singers, authors, actors, photographers, designers and story-tellers - our imagination waits and loves to be captured...

Tuesday, 17 August 2010

stop and start

so tonight i tried something - just for fun. and for economy. i drove back from veriniging at 70km/h the whole way. the 70km took me hour. oh the elegance of it. the purpose was simple : I really want to drive 1000km on one tank of petrol (i have only achieved this once before).
anyways, when i was leaving veriniging i had to make my way through about 5 stop streets. i decided to do something illegal and not stop at any of them. it was quite clearly for a good purpose so i did not feel bad.
just before the first of five ‘suggested stopping areas’, at a single lane section, i had a white car with brighter than normal lights right up my rear. i am quite sure that his front number plate was trying to get my rear one’s number. he proceeded to overtake me on a solid line right before a second lane opened up. he stopped at the stop street and i just cruised up alongside, and then ahead of him again.

this carried on through 5 stop streets. he would get ahead of me - stop at the stop sign and i would just fly through and overtake him momentarily. i am sure that he was really annoyed with me - but i was enjoying the experience. and also the lessons:

  1. slow and steady is just as good as short bursts of speed, if not better. its funny how the rabbit and tortoise mean nothing until you see them run.
  2. the guy in the white car with brighter than normal lights was no doubt annoyed because i was being irresponsible and breaking the law yet he was also guilty of transgression when he overtook me on the solid line. how often am i quick to condone my actions and more than ready to become upset by the misgivings of others. i know i keep two sets of measures in my head - one that i use on myself and one that i use on other people.
for those more interested in the numbers of it all, i managed to get home in 59 minutes, using an average of 5.9 liters / 100km. provided i meet more deserted stop streets i should just make it.