The secret life of Walter Mitty

I admire every second of this film, it is absolutely fantastic, I had to share it!

“To see the world, things dangerous to come to, to see behind walls, draw closer,to find each other and to feel. That is the purpose of life.”

Need

Are we born selfish?

We are born with need - our first need is to breathe - Then the need to eat, drink and survive. From here, our needs develop. We need sleep, we need love, we need comfort and even our bodies have certain needs as we develop within our life time.
Our needs - when we are born are quite basic. I remember lessons at school that were taught to me differentiating the major difference between our needs and wants.
Is this because naturally the human condition is to mix the two up? Or is it because we become greedy and can not remember what is truly important?
The more we receive the more we expect from our lives, the less we have, the more we desire. The greater our need to want.
As the human race we become more demanding and above all, more selfish.

Animals are driven by instinct, this allows them to hunt, mother or survive in the wild. Does this constitute for our needs? The major difference between man and animal is conscious... Our needs have become such a consuming act of man that it is beyond instinct, it is beyond survival... The act of survival in man has become an empty manifestation, to such a degree in my opinion, that not even death can interfere with the lust of life that man has grown.

We need to prioritise what is truly important in our lives - instead people choose to point fingers out to others, it is easy to shrug off responsibilities to those around us and never find blame for the acts of our needs.

What are your needs? What are your wants? Maybe this time round we need to help others discover what is truly important or even better, empower those with less.

My Beetle

The past few days I have spent on re-doing the ceiling of my car.
The ceiling was in a terrible state... There were water marks all long the top that made the roof extremely ugly and old.
I never really put my ideas to use, but this time I thought I would give it a try...
So I took some old comics that were laying around in my house and tore them up and used a clear glue to past them in the old leather roof.
I was a bit skeptical at first, but as the time went on, I became a lot more skilled at gluing the comics on the ceiling.

Here are some pics of the finished product:
(I still need to put some more varnish on to make sure the comics last)

I am quite happy with the end result.
I have some more things I want to do with the car... I will post them as soon as I am done :)

Rest in Peace, Tata Madiba

I lived in the era of Madiba. I hope this post lives as long as his legacy.

18 July 1918 – 5 December 2013

My career

Jupiter Drawing Room

Strange how everything falls into place, isn't it?
Is it coincidental or is it meant to be? Is it bound to happen or all in Gods work?

I traveled for three months, I had high expectations for my adventure abroad. What would happen after that did not seem relevant - at all. I knew I had a vision, and that vision was to travel...

I DID SOMETHING BOLD, I FOLLOWED MY HEART!

Chillibush - My first office

Although coming home was tough, I decided to take the time out to rest, and look for new work. Everyday was the same, I applied for jobs online and went to numerous interviews too. I had no doubt in my mind that I would find work, i just did not know when the right job would pop up.
South Africa is my reality - even though my heart lives in Norway.

So I decided to apply and wait for the right job to come my way, what was odd is that out of all of the agencies and thousands of places I had applied, one called me back.
The position was at a huge advertising firm in  Rivonia. I had heard quite a lot about this company and felt extremely intimidated and weary. Chillibush had told me they were calling around asking for references, my anticipation towards this job grew!

Before I knew it, they had called me in for an interview...
The interview went well, and before I even got home, I received an SMS saying I got the position, and I was to start on the 1st of December.
Who gets a job in December?! I do!

It doesn't end there though...

I needed a car - it is quite a drive out to Rivonia. SO I kept positive, reminding myself I needed a car.

My baby blue Beetle

One day - well actually 5 days before I started my new job, I saw a beetle parked outside my friends house. I asked her about the beetle, and she said her mother was selling it. She did not have many details on the car, so I contacted her mother, whom gladly offered the car to me for R10 000! (A give away!) Also, she had offered that I pay it off over a few months time too!
The car definitely needed some work, so I took it to an old mechanic of mine. He gladly offered to fix the car, and also offered that I pay it off over two months! Which was perfect until I got my first pay!

All of this doesn't end... yet! I got my car 2 days before I started my new job, it was all beautiful and fixed, so after 2 years, I was finally back on the road, to work!
Another friend of mine had heard that I got a new car, and gladly gave me R600 to fill my tank for the week (which I really needed!)

First Jupiter Christmas Party

My first week at work was tough.  I felt completely overwhelmed, and afraid - especially because the head of the department quit her job...
But to add to my luck, I was told that the Friday we were having a work party, in my opinion a great way to get to know the team I was working with!

It feels like everything planned out the way it was meant too. If I hadn't traveled those three months, I would have been retrenched, and heaven knows which shitty agency I would have landed in!

Is this all a coincidence? Or does life really happen the way it should, for a reason?
All I can say is that after all these months without having a proper job, I was still able to achieve so much, in so little time. This year has been incredible - tough - but amazing.

What I find more of an achievement is where I was a few years ago studying, dreaming of working in a fancy firm, now, in a place of happiness and success.

I am past believing in luck, this must be Gods will in my life.
Thank-you God, for always protecting me, no matter which path I had taken, you still found a way to make me land on the right track.

My contract at the Jupiter drawing room ends in 4 months, a perfect time I believe...
I have some exciting things planned for 2014!

Devine

Play this song while reading me: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=erywPdFfORE

I left, and I felt a part of me crumble. I walked on and tried not too look back…
I felt a part of me die. I tried to be strong, but felt my legs collapsing, my chest caving in, breathing became harder and reflection on what had passed impossible to grasp - I left unprepared.

In this despair, finally everything in my life started making sense.

Moments of my insignificant life flashed in front of my eyes, I realised they actually meant something, because I could share it all with you.
I could be anywhere in the world, experience the most grandeur sites, but if it were not with you, it was lost. Anything means nothing, and beauty is stripped.

My eyes seen through your eyes; the world is brighter, ice-cream even tastes better... life is delightful!
The smallest things mattered - I  became my own self realisation.
I was stripped to my bare flesh and discovered - by you - inch, by inch and trust me, I loved every second of it, I loved exposing my vulnrability.

I went because I had too. But this will not stop me from believing in what we shared, always and forever.

Reflection

I have 2 more weeks left in Norway, and then I will go back home.

I have been feeling very nervous about going home, I need to find a new job and start all over again. My bank balance is low and my heart has a huge variety of mixed emotions, honestly, I don't know which of the two stresses me out more!

Today I went to an elderly lady for a typical Norwegian lunch - cold meat on bread served with a cup of tea.
She spoke about her travels to South Africa a few years ago and her entire face lit up with joy. She could not find one bad thing about South Africa... Nothing at all.
She isn't the only Norwegian I have spoken to about home... I met another Norwegian guy who actually moved down to South Africa and stayed there over a year or so... and even after 5 years he still questions if he did the right thing by moving back to Norway.
I think I know the feeling they have? I had when I first got here after a few weeks too.

Norway has been wonderful though. I have hiked up mountains... Eaten lots of ice cream, travelled up north to Trondheim and even went out on the boat down Mjøsa, but something seems a miss.
I cant quite put my finger on what I don't like about Norway, but in South Africa my passion and hate are quite obvious, and these points are probably shared amongst others who live there.

Where am I getting tho with this blog?
I guess, I am happy, and content. I am so thrilled I got too travel out for 3 months and am pretty damn sad its ending soon, too.
I am also happy I get to go back home... I don't know what adventures lay there and if I will ever get the chance to travel out again to Europe anytime soon.