PS

Flute, Love and Passion for life were stuf that i had written some time ago (with the exception of passion which was given to me a while ago).

Not in the mood to write anything new now. Its 2 am and i'm bludging. i have to finish this presentation and go home. Tomorrow have to struggle the the long, but quite warped arm of the law to retrive my licence from them. I went (or rather wasted) half an hour at the stupid cop station in the morning to get my driving licence after paying the fine at the post office the day before, to be told that they can't find it in that big box of theirs. To that cops credit, he was quite helpful and not rude like every other cop i have met. But what a bloody waste of time and resources. I realised that the female cops in the station are only there to type stuf. Glorified typists and desk clerks in uniform. How pointless their existances must be.

Anyway...didn't i say that i would stop bludging around. Sleepy time is way past. Good night. Pleasant dreaming. You can be anything you want tomorrow

The flute

Mastering an art form, whether it’s learning to play a flute, guitar, origami, or acting…even love requires mastering of self first. For without mastery of self, how can u even contemplate mastering something or someone else? It’s like if you were learning to ride a horse… and if you’re not in control, the horse knows it. It will never bow down to your will.

Mastering of self requires will power, guts, determination and peace of mind.

You cannot force an “art” or “skill” into you. It has to be cajoled into accepting you as a willing host. It has to be something that you can tender and care for like you would your own son or daughter.

Once you have the required presence of mind needed for this mastery, it’s only a matter of patience. That’s all. For time rewards those who are not in a hurry to expend it.

To begin to master oneself, start small. Learn the art of breathing. The art of doing nothing. Be at inner peace with your self and your surroundings. Because remember - playing the flute is as natural as breathing…and the outcome is amazing. Its like a breath of fresh music.

You know that you are a master of yourself when you feel the control. When you feel the power coursing through your body and mind. Those around you, and everything you touch know it. They let themselves willingly be molded into whatever you desire of them. They give up their control to you…imagine that. You have the power to get anything done. These people are like puppets in your control.