ascents and subtitles

Related to this http://mystic-babe.blogspot.com/2011/11/subtitles.html

I love subtitles right, I love subtitles written by native speakers not very familiar with English, with wrong English, but its not wrong at all. The wrongness is the beauty of it, Its conveying the right translation. It is telling us the subtle context, the subtle difference, the thing which is untranslatable in  the native language, that wrong is so beautiful :-)  A perfect translation will never get this, A non native translator perfect in english may never get this. 

This is the beauty of ascents as well. I love ascents, not variants in a country but ascents of foreigners, It has the beauty of two languages. Also again love the wrong speaking of language, the mistakes in phrases. It shows the difference in thinking brought about by difference in the native languages. 

Celebrate the difference. 

This is when you realise living in India with 100s of languages,ascents and cultures opens your mind. The people who correct pronunciation or ridicule ascents, They are small people, Koopa mandukas who have lived in the same well all their lives and probably know only that one language. 

art

Art is what comes out of feeling and emotions, Thats is part of them, they give birth to it. When u experience it you feel what they felt.  This is what I felt when watching gully boy or listening to Milck. So the drawings that I do and painting , that is skill, I m naturally skilled and I m improving my skills, getting better. but its not art. because it doesnot represent a part of me, It is not an expression of myself. 

What is my art?  This blog! This is my child, child made of my thoughts emotions feelings, It is what is part of me. This is the realisation that struck me. Strange as I dont see myself as a writer at all. 

Perhaps, The art in my blog is not the writing but the thinking.. 

Where is Richard Bach

Used to be a rage once upon a long time ago. I lapped him up like crazy. He seems to be completely out of circulation these days.
I loved his books, Jonathan Livingstone Sea Gull, The One, Bridge across for ever. The One made me feel sooo peaceful and that peace lasted for months, I was like a rock on the middle of river, unshakable.
The bridge across was all about out of body experiences. He wrote it all as real, I read it all as fiction, I loved it :-)
But now I know its all real ! :-) I like it but it does not blow my mind like that. It was also about past lives and soul mates and such, past lives I like soul mates.. meh! considering he divorced the woman :D he too .. meh! :D :P
The one was about Multiple dimensions. That was really something.. I loved how it all related to a pilot and his small bi-plane.. .
Nice nostalgia thinking about him. Richard Bach you were good, trends and memes they too pass, fortunately, unfortunately.
I miss you Richard Bach!

everyone is better than me?

This is real. I am panicking. Everyone seems to be better than me.
When I start comparing my attributes, I am finding others who are better than me. Not just better but mind blowingly wonderful.
 In the age of internet it is easy to find someone better than me at everything I do.
But wait a minute and think, they are all not one person. Someone is better than me at programming, some one else is better than me at home decor, someone else is better than me at philosophy , someone else is better at something else, but they are all different people. Its not like each of them is better than me at everything. Right?

small fights

Inspirational Whatsapp forward :-) I liked it tho. Something to remember and follow .. may be...

I started succeeding when I started leaving small fights for small fighters.
I stopped fighting those who gossiped about me...
I stopped fighting with my in laws...
I stopped fighting for attention...
I stopped fighting to meet public expectation of me...
I stopped fighting for my rights with stupid people..
I left such fights for those who have nothing else to fight...
And I started fighting for my vision, my dreams, my ideas and my destiny. The day I gave up on small fights is the day I started becoming successful.

I know once I make this true, I will be successful too .

Resonates with me so much today... the feeling of not being understood, being alone, being judged, gossip :-) Also resonates  is this

Don't let anyone turn your unique into flaws
Yeah, you know that I love you the way that you are

from MILCKs song Black Sheep.

I didn't know until recently, I felt this way. I did feel angry sad etc... but

It runs deep, it's insatiable
That hunger to be seen and to be understood

Is this true for me? Do I seek to be understood, to be accepted too? 

Feel like its a constant fight to not let my unique to be turned into flaws by small people, people who fit into holes, people who tow the line...people accept gay / lesbian / autistic / dyslexic to an extent,  everything that has a label is easier to accept that a different that has no label. 

Am I seeking a label? I am but not finding it. every label is a compromise. again a peg for a hole whose shape is not you.... 

Why this feeling today? 

Sometimes I wonder if I should, should I just give people what they are looking for? say things they want to hear they like to hear?  It is smart/tactical/diplomatic ? 

That does not ring true to character and I cannot do it, Id rather be disliked for me than not show what I am. why?

I also judge people who are like that.

Anyway one thing is on my side and it gives me solace... the path of spirituality asserts what I am as true. No bondages, no stereotypes, no towing the line, Meera bai, Kanaka Dasa, What is gender, what is your role? :-) Other people are in their own lane and own state of development, leave them alone says Anthony DeMello.

Spirituality and worldliness have always been logger heads with each other for eternity in the society, u have to have ur foot and one boat! and Deeps and u do have, u know which one it is. 

Then Why this feeling today?

May be this too shall pass.