Seeking Silence

I’ve been rather quiet of late. Still going through one of those information overload and reclusive periods where I just turn off instant messaging clients, twitter, put off reading email, and ignore the telephones. This of course means I’ve been less than inspired in my writings. Wouldn’t call it depressed so much as seeking silence.

I really should consider a get-away to the mountains with fresh cool air, pine trees, chilly lakes and streams, less than 10 people per square kilometre, and where the only Internet access is TCP/IP by Carrier Pigeon. Some place like Evian-les-Bains, France; Sweden; northern Quebec; or maybe Cicely, Alaska.

Cannes is a smallish city compared to Nice 35 Km away, but when the film festival and summer high season comes about, the place just swells with tourists that have a tendency to leave their brains at home. Oh hum.

Thankfully, I have a road trip to England to visit friends beginning of August. Hope it rains the whole time I’m there. Yes I’m tad odd.

Konohana’s Embrace

As often seen in my haiku, I’m very fond of Eos, the Greek Goddess of Dawn and Selene, Greek Goddess of the Moon. The dawn and the moon are powerful moments and symbols, constants in our lives.

I love the early dawn, with its changing hues from deep navy blues, purples, reds, orange, to bright light. I like to walk and/or run early to feel this moment. It is a shame that most of the world are still silent and fail to experience this beauty. Mind you the silence of dawn is one of the draws for me to rise early and go forth before others despoil it.

Similarly with the moon, it is a strong symbol in many mythos. For myself, having travelled and lived overseas from family and friends, the Moon for me as a teen became a messenger to whom I could voice a thought of affection to give to loved ones living far away. Late night or early morning walks with Baka often accord many wonderful sights of Selene’s visage.

Now I welcome a new goddess to worship and praise in verse, Konohana in Japan is The Blossom Princess, Goddess of Spring. I hope to voice many a haiku in tribute, though the blooms of mimosas, wisteria, judas tress have now past, leaving only the jasmine. I think she and I will become good friends.

Eos moans

April was a so-so month for inspiration, despite the onset of spring. Normally with spring comes a plethora of thoughts, ideas, and emotions that serve as a well spring of muse. Even my presence on twitter has been muted. I suppose I’m just going through one of those over-saturated phases with regards to computers and communication (or maybe its global warming). This happens I find every so often. I suppose it comes from a professional life behind a computer, in addition to using it for communication, games, radio, music, news, and films.

I really should get out more.

Daylight Savings Time (again)

Its that time of year again when many of nations switch to Daylight Saving Time. The idea being that summer evenings will have more day light. Personally I prefer more light in the mornings, since I tend to be a morning personal and get a lot more done in the morning. I detest afternoons, just can’t concentrate. About the best I can do is either have a siesta or play a computer game to take my mind off the day.


Some of the haiku I wrote this week were tagged #haiku #humour #yoda and they were an amusing attempt at writing haiku as the character Yoda from Stars Wars might do, with his odd endearing manner of speaking and succinct wisdom.

In The Snow

I really should have posted these back when we had a second rare snowfall in Cannes back in February. I guess I was hoping there might be a third occurrence to wrap up the winter, but unfortunately no joy. Still I wanted to archive these as they’re so pretty.