Dominance


Dominance. This word is reminiscent of those nature documentaries one watches lazily on a Sunday Afternoon.


Dogs for instance, show their dominance to one another by making sure their heads are higher than their opponents. I remember this from my childhood observations when our small, mix-breed bitch would use our Labrador bitch as a stand post on which she lent to display her dominance. Of course, the Labrador was not fond of this treatment and responded by body-slamming her down WWE style, thereby showing her whose "Boss".


What gets to me though, is that people scuff and dismiss this as prime and instinctive animal behaviour. i.e. this is not what us civilized people do.


Whilst going for a drive the other day, we noticed houses build all the way up the slope of a mountain. Curiously, we wondered how on earth those people got to their houses, and proceeded to drive up that way to investigate. After criss-crossing our winding path up to the houses (or rather, mansions) we eventually got to the top. Beautiful and expensive-looking as the houses were, we both had to ask, was it all worth it when it was such a belated mission to reach home?

Why were the houses right at the top more expensive and more wealthily looked after than the houses that were only slightly less escalated? One of the answers I could come to: Dominance. This I suppose, is the civilised method of 'dominance'. It boosts the esteem of people to know that their 'heads' are highest above all, to know that there's no one above them, that they are in fact the highest they can get.


Just a thought... Just pondering about the strangeness of mankind.

My Life this Year


Wow! It certainly has been a while since I've last posted. This is probably inexcusable on my behalf, but I will try to justify it nonetheless.


Since My last post, I have started the life of a student, which is altogether a new and different experience. Apart from knowing absolutely no one (since it is a new Town I moved to), there was a flurry of colour I am unused to (for one having occupied dryer regions of South Africa and attending a school with uniform) and a frenzy of others just as confused and unfamiliar as I was. It was exciting, but nerve wrecking as well, and before long, I realized what I had had in friendship back home, and longed to have it back.


I soon managed to adjust however, and new friends came, new opportunities, and ultimately a new me developed. Independence took its natural course and shifted to its rightful place as instinct. Its strange to me how people are capable of adapting to their situation, and wonderful. How, lost and confused, they can soon find their wings and soar. The town I now live in is the most beautiful I have ever seen, and has a piece of everything to offer: From mountains, to ocean, to forest and sun. In spring when the flowers bloom there is the most exquisite display of colours so bright! I find the quote by Lester Burnham in the 1999 film, American Beauty sums up my feelings and experiences of life quite accurately,


"I guess I could be pretty pissed off about what happened to me... but it's hard to stay mad, when there's so much beauty in the world. Sometimes I feel like I'm seeing it all at once, and it's too much, my heart fills up like a balloon that's about to burst... And then I remember to relax, and stop trying to hold on to it, and then it flows through me like rain and I can't feel anything but gratitude for every single moment of my stupid little life... "


Many things have changed, but I feel my life surging forward like the waves of the sea, and its leading me to exciting places and possibilities that I never dreamed possible. Where I am, right now, is where I feel I aught to be, and I feel that this year has been one of constant mobility and development, springing forth towards who I can and want to become. And in all this, I wasn't completely left in solitude. Without this, I don't think I would have gotten half as far as I have. I'm overjoyed that I could share my experiences, joys and fears with another...


Until my next post, (which I promise, will not be seven months later this time)

Keep breathing, stop and listen, and enjoy Life!


A New Year; a new lifestyle


Well, well, well... We all well into a new year, Chinese included and I must say that it's been a very busy one so far! What with all the piles of boxes and furniture we had to labor 1000 kilometers, squeeze through the door and unpack its been exhausting really.

I like to think of us as squirrels, gathering nuts like maniacs to prepare for the battle of an upcoming winter. Yet now I think we can begin to settle, start getting back our shapes, further our educations, live off a healthy diet and generally upgrade our lives.

I have many plans and goals for the new year, most of which are not so much goals as maintenance. To push myself to my limits, and try to be as overall as I can. I also want to start painting again. My soul thirsts for a blank canvas and the smoothness of a brush between my fingers, but all in good time. First, I must sculpt my body and then I think all else will fall into place as it should be. My stress relieved, my body tired and yet burning with a passionate flame, and the will of a war horse to prance fiercely into the new battle; the challenge of change...

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