The Little Prince

Mata Hari, you understood me best when you said I am the Little Prince.

On my lone asteroid, my heart-filled happiness springs from one red flower and a pet sheep of my own creation...occasional light hearted chuckles inspired by quirky offbeat things like funny looking lantern bearers.

There are few other visitors or inhabitants, the nearest many lights years of constellation away.

I find myself The Little Prince, always at a distance from the real world. The decrepitude of modern society insults my incredibly child-like idealism where I want to know a world full of rainbows and sunshine, pots of gold and angels with fluffy white wings and unattainable perfection. Instead I find myself looking around desperately for some noise-insulating earmuffs to accessorise the dark shades that often happily shelter my eyes. I guess it is like how some adults choose not to watch the news or read the papers. Perhaps it was borne of watching a minimum three news bulletins a day from as young as I can remember.

No wonder I spend so much time immersed in music, with nature, and feel this urgent spiritual hunger. And no wonder I must be the Hermit and limit my interactions with others since this is that which guaranteed, constantly loves to uproot my sense of peace.

Save My Eyes!

LOL, I'm really going to try to not spend so much time online any more cos a) my eyes can't take any more strain b) The internet is like a candy store for my ravenous brain and then cos of my curiosity to learn and know all sorts of stuff I get pulled in so many different directions and get scattered and ineffectual with minimal spare time for healthier pursuits like engaging with the rest of the world and with less ability to concentrate on what counts...and plus, I really don't need any more mental stimulation for my already overstimulated brain...good thing I've already had so much time to collect useless random facts so we can kick ass in trivia!!!

p.s random aside, does anybody LOOOOOVE as in ADORE "Le Petit Prince"??


Just asking...I read it again recently- like a very entertaining meditation...it's one of my all time favourite things ever! If you know it I'd like to hear your favourite part...my favourite part is definitely the first chapter with the drawing of boa constrictors from the outside and boa constrictors from the inside...I also love that poor lamplighter who "leads a terrible profession" - I remember I had this picture next to my desk when I worked in an investment bank....of course they missed the subtext...one manager asked...is it christmas card season already? eh, people with no imagination! No wonder they work in soul sucking places like investment banks...