Thursday, September 8, 2016

Namibia trip part 3

Our guide (Shakapira is his name) told us the story of how he looked death in the eye. He and a bunch of french people found themselves face to face with a mother lion. They couldn't turn around, run or move for two hours, or else the lion would pounce and eat them up. To stay alive, the only thing they could do was to look into the eyes of the lion. For two hours. With a look of fake confidence.

After two hours, the lion finally gave up and left. The french people were so scared, they immediately bought plane tickets to leave Botswana.

How crazy was that! I have new respect for people who know so much about animals, nature, tracks, poop, plants. Most people I know, know stuff about politics, finance, iphones, gadgets, movies.

The other guide saw (by the flick of its mane) a zebra, 200 meters away, behind a bunch of trees, while driving a boat along a swampy river. Eagles eyes. I can hardly see the big white number of the bus coming straight at me 10 meters away. I am missing out on a lot of extra seeing that I could be doing...


Here's him and us standing in front of a termite mound.
Practice staring at a lion:

Wednesday, September 7, 2016

Namibia trip part 2

Sometimes Namibia is surreal. Weird piles of rocks and lots of interesting dead trees. The rocks and dead trees are like abstract sculptures you see in art museums. The sunrises and sunsets are crazy. You can't miss them because they happen right in front of your face like you are sitting in the middle of a movie theater. 

It is interesting that there is a part of the world that is so different from where I am living right now. They both exist in the same world at the same time. But it could almost be another universe from another time.


Tuesday, September 6, 2016

Nimibia trip part 1

Namibia means "the huge emptiness". You get to Namibia and you see a straight horizontal line parallel to the ground. Above that line is solid blue and below it is solid brown. There's nothing there except sand, rocks and wind. You will be amazed and scared at the same time. You realize that if left alone, after one day you will also be horizontal (dead). And then you will become one with that solid brown part. 





Friday, September 2, 2016

Misunderstood

People think that I went on the Nimibia trip with mom and dad because I wanted to be a good daughter and keep them company.

But I went just because I wanted to go to Nimibia.

I was misunderstood for being a better person than I was. It is a confusing to be thought of as a good person and to be misunderstood at the same time.

I guess I would rather be understood as a not so nice person than to be misunderstood as a nicer than you really are person.

Sympathy

Sympathy is a confusing idea.
I try hard to understand what it feels like to be in someone else's shoes but I never really do.
I try to show sympathy but it is superficial. I only do it because it's the right thing to do.
The worst feeling is faking sympathy... Can anyone sympathise with me?

Monday, May 9, 2016

Funeral

A funeral is no party
Although it contains the word fun
If I had to throw a funeral...
I'd throw it out the window

Rapper

A rapper 
Isn't a gangster
He's a poet
And doesn't know it