Ok the by-laws on liquor...what BS is that? I am a one to ask that there should exist some kind of control on the liqour usage in this country but I think the policy makers in Zille-ville are on crack and have a dealer on speed dial, thats the only explanation I can give for not allowing us non-crackers for drinking our hard earned money past 2 am and before 11am in the morning in restuarants and bars...
These are simple implications for me, a hard working civilian. The restriction on simply enjoying friendhsip bonding between pints of beer, listening to some cool music and dancing the night away. I am quick to point out that the only way I seem not to be consumed by all kinds of rubbish prevalent in this city is when I am pissed out of my mind in the city.
The social implications are also just as crappy, dancing and hanging out with folks is by far the best past time for most working class community. We take this time as seriously as we do voting. I can bet that some will go and vote her out simply because she has taken their favourite let-me -hang-lose time from them.
At 4am in the morning, any waiter will tell you ( and I know this because I was one for four days) that I tip very well in that case. If someone can wait on me untill that time, they surely deserve more than a handshake...Implication: waiters might as well forget about their careers and go ask for social welfare because they won't be making any more money...
Now let me get to the fat-bellied owner of the bar who has a Cliffton mansion to maintain and a fleet of expensive cars: he also has a right to my money to maintain the 21 year old girl whose name he can't remember. He has the right to squezzeeeeee me dry untill I make a nuisance of myself and start dancing on the table. THAT FAT MAN HAS A RIGHT ZILLE AND HE WON'T BE VOTING FOR YOU ANYMORE....instead he will be voting for Malema to be the new political head in the city. Because unlike you, Malema would not only get rid of these BS by-laws, he will be throwing lavish parties in these establishment and telling the neighbours that they are "Bloody Agents" if they complain...
If I am still not making sense, which I never do because before 11am I am forced to drink out of my flask and therefore end up binging, I am simply saying Zille is hanging herself this time. We forgave her for the roof-less toilets, because we were too tired of un-released crap. We forgave for ridding the city of the street people who provided us crack heads with pot and tik, simply bacause we realised a simple phone call will provide us with a months supply and hance bulk pruchasing...We even forgave her for her marriage to 'phuza-face' De Lille, but this is one thing we are not going to forgive her for....THE RIGHT TO RUIN OUR LIVES AND DRINK AS MUCH AS WE CAN...OUR RIGHT TO JUMP ON TOP OF A TABLE AND DO A PARIS HILTON WITHOUT OUR NICKERS ON...
I WILL TAKE THIS TO THE STREET MADAM ZILLE, IF BEING IN ZILLE-VILLE MEANS I HAVE TO BE SOBER AT ALL TIME.
and then she has the nerve to tell us the ANC is pushing a communist agenda, who s being a communist now, Zillicious? dictating how I should waste the peanuts you pay me....NXA MAAAAN
Friday, December 31, 2010
Wednesday, December 29, 2010
The Countdown has begun
Its that time of the year when one has a lot of time on their hands...A body I have been working hard at for the whole year can now be paraded at the beach and long street... Reading a book or two from cover to cover in a couple of days...Enjoying cocktails in a company of great friends with no worry in the world except where I am going for drinks and and what I am wearing at the summer hot spot..
The are all the things that we seem to do every festive summer holiday, of course for some with an occasional summer love. But then the 31st approaches with the promise of great parties, endless binging and the hope of that magical kiss at tick of Midnight.
But stands out about this time besides the happy-go-round-partying, is the reflection on the year the seem to be on everyone minds. I started mine with a list only existant in my mind and it included quiting smoiking, writting more and the general quitting of bad habits. The it dawned on me that the reason I went into a mini depression about September was because the whole I did not live up to all the endless goals I had set up for myself. I had made so many of them that by the time I got to the half year I realised that none of them had come to fruition.
The I started a simple list that I knew that I will definately achieve. This list was so easy that I did not need to apply any form of scientific calculations and myriad experiements to know how to get to the other side.
I simply made a promise to myself to be happy...no matter how that came about, my simple New Year's resolution was to be happy and a little kinder to myself. This include not running after poeple and things that seem to care more about themselves than me. Not putting myself in harms way. Doing things at my pace and trying not to impress everyone. Letting myeself become me and simply enjoy eac day as it come.
As the year nears it's demise, I seem to come closer to my happiness. Even in small things I seem to be at the door of absolute joy and I hope that I can always remember the simple formula...TO BE KIND TO MYSELF WITHOU COMPROMISE...
Happy New Year and May Your Wishes Come True...
The are all the things that we seem to do every festive summer holiday, of course for some with an occasional summer love. But then the 31st approaches with the promise of great parties, endless binging and the hope of that magical kiss at tick of Midnight.
But stands out about this time besides the happy-go-round-partying, is the reflection on the year the seem to be on everyone minds. I started mine with a list only existant in my mind and it included quiting smoiking, writting more and the general quitting of bad habits. The it dawned on me that the reason I went into a mini depression about September was because the whole I did not live up to all the endless goals I had set up for myself. I had made so many of them that by the time I got to the half year I realised that none of them had come to fruition.
The I started a simple list that I knew that I will definately achieve. This list was so easy that I did not need to apply any form of scientific calculations and myriad experiements to know how to get to the other side.
I simply made a promise to myself to be happy...no matter how that came about, my simple New Year's resolution was to be happy and a little kinder to myself. This include not running after poeple and things that seem to care more about themselves than me. Not putting myself in harms way. Doing things at my pace and trying not to impress everyone. Letting myeself become me and simply enjoy eac day as it come.
As the year nears it's demise, I seem to come closer to my happiness. Even in small things I seem to be at the door of absolute joy and I hope that I can always remember the simple formula...TO BE KIND TO MYSELF WITHOU COMPROMISE...
Happy New Year and May Your Wishes Come True...
Wednesday, December 22, 2010
The Return To First Love
When I first had this title, the only thing that came to mind was Danielle Steel's romance novel and little did I know that it could be one of the best book to ever cross my path. It was written by Marriane Williamson and she has been qouted even by the likes of Nelson Mandela...I am not not repeat the famous qoute here because I think everyone should know it by now.
But the title hit another nerve last night when I was dragged into one of those conversations. A friend called me and out of the blue asked me if I think he loves himself; and knowing that I am one to be honest, I simply said no. My explanation for my blunt take on the question was: if you loved yourself, you will never put yourself in harms way and do the things that bring misery and hurt into your life. He argued back and said "that drama always follows me wherever I go" and I was quick to point out that drama never follows us, we simply invite it and bring it to ourselves.
Although this was not about me, after I hung the phone it dawned on me that I was saying all these to him and not realising that I should be saying the same things to myself. I started a minute journey into my past and realised all the things that I had come accross, the dramas, the fights, the miseries and heartbreaks and headaches; and realised that about eighty percent of them were simply unneccesary and had I loved myself enough I would not have allowed these into my life.
I realised that for the longest time, I had put my life on a very thin threat that could break at any point simply because I cared very little about me and more about other people. Some of the decisions I made were there to support other dreams not mine.
Going back to that qoute I promised not to mention, I realised that "I let my light go out so that other's can shine". I belittled myself so that others could appear gigantic.
I spent the last five to six years of my life trying to get affirmation from other people. and could stop at nothing to get it and the smallest of these "affirmations" could send chills down my spine. The very thought that someone thinks I am hot, made me intoxicated with affection and I regretably would let them "get away with murder".
Twenty Ten with its challenges and strangely enough heartbreaks, presented me an opportunity to sit back and reflect on this long history of self-love or the lack of. It came to me when friends started spending less time with me. When loved ones seemingly turned a blind eye to my challenges that the root of everything was not with other people but myself. The root of all my problems and unhappiness was with "First Love".
After all the ranting I would like to just take a few more lines of your time and share with you my little but possibly life-changing discovery.
I started looking for answers about who I was and what I wanted out of life and one simple answer came to me and put a lot of things in perspective. I remembered a scripture in Genesis 1:26 where God says" Let us make man in our image so that he can be like us". Boom right there, I had my Oprah's light bulb moment.
That God in His greatness and groly...rolled up His sleeves and made man...He did not speak man into being like He did with all the other creatures, but He said His plan and went down to create man. Over and above that, He said I will make him/her into my image so that he can and should be like Him.
Now it goes further and says "So that he can have authority over the earth and everything that is in it"...Boom, yet again.
The journey to my self-dicovery was on poitn now. I started to ask if God made me like Him, why on earth am I having to fight so hard for other people's affection and love. For their acceptance and permission to live my life. Why on earth am I still doing the things I am doing to put myself in hamrs way just to win their affection. After all, I am made in His devine image and I am like him, a minuture version of the devine God. All that He is I am.
Secondly I started to ask why are the so many things always troubling me, the challenges that always seem to be too big to overcome and problems "always follow me around", and it dawned on me agian that I was given authority over the earth and everything in/on it. that simply put; nothing can happen to me and harm me unless I allow it. I have absolute power to overcome everything and live that happy life that I want to live.
I know this might sound like pop psychology but if one exercises that power, you can never again become a victim of anyone or anything else. You might not have control over your external circumstances but you have control over your internal cirmcumstances.
Right at that moment, I decided that the journey to self discovery has to start with knowing my inner man quite well. I need to understand Karabo Lepote from inside and I owe nothing to anyone. I realised that my failures and successes are mine and mine alone and if I ever have to explain myself to anyone I will always be wasting time explaining myself and none on living my life.
The return to first love had to be the begining of my journey and I hope your. First Love being loving yourself. Beind aware of who you are and never having to compromise on anything and never letting other's shine at your expense. The return to first love simply mean loving yourself enough to know that if you don't love love yourself and celebrate the creation of God in you, you will never be able to love anyone else. If you can't love whats right inside you, how can you love whats foreign to you. This return to first love meant I need to trim the branches that I not beraing fruits in my life and allowing those fruit-bearing one to enter my life. The return to first means, no one can ever make me feel worthier than I do myself and all the affection I can get from other people can only compliment what I feel for myself.
My return to first love means I would now appreaciate and celebrate Karabo every minute because doing so I would be celebrating God's workmanship and work of fine art.
That seems to be quite a lot to take in in one seesion and therefore I decided I am gonna break it down into smaller pieces and share my experiences with you all as I go. This is the start of a great journey and lets all begin it together and I open the floor, so to speak, for anyone to share their experiences so that we can all benefit from this well of life's wisdom
With Love Karabo
But the title hit another nerve last night when I was dragged into one of those conversations. A friend called me and out of the blue asked me if I think he loves himself; and knowing that I am one to be honest, I simply said no. My explanation for my blunt take on the question was: if you loved yourself, you will never put yourself in harms way and do the things that bring misery and hurt into your life. He argued back and said "that drama always follows me wherever I go" and I was quick to point out that drama never follows us, we simply invite it and bring it to ourselves.
Although this was not about me, after I hung the phone it dawned on me that I was saying all these to him and not realising that I should be saying the same things to myself. I started a minute journey into my past and realised all the things that I had come accross, the dramas, the fights, the miseries and heartbreaks and headaches; and realised that about eighty percent of them were simply unneccesary and had I loved myself enough I would not have allowed these into my life.
I realised that for the longest time, I had put my life on a very thin threat that could break at any point simply because I cared very little about me and more about other people. Some of the decisions I made were there to support other dreams not mine.
Going back to that qoute I promised not to mention, I realised that "I let my light go out so that other's can shine". I belittled myself so that others could appear gigantic.
I spent the last five to six years of my life trying to get affirmation from other people. and could stop at nothing to get it and the smallest of these "affirmations" could send chills down my spine. The very thought that someone thinks I am hot, made me intoxicated with affection and I regretably would let them "get away with murder".
Twenty Ten with its challenges and strangely enough heartbreaks, presented me an opportunity to sit back and reflect on this long history of self-love or the lack of. It came to me when friends started spending less time with me. When loved ones seemingly turned a blind eye to my challenges that the root of everything was not with other people but myself. The root of all my problems and unhappiness was with "First Love".
After all the ranting I would like to just take a few more lines of your time and share with you my little but possibly life-changing discovery.
I started looking for answers about who I was and what I wanted out of life and one simple answer came to me and put a lot of things in perspective. I remembered a scripture in Genesis 1:26 where God says" Let us make man in our image so that he can be like us". Boom right there, I had my Oprah's light bulb moment.
That God in His greatness and groly...rolled up His sleeves and made man...He did not speak man into being like He did with all the other creatures, but He said His plan and went down to create man. Over and above that, He said I will make him/her into my image so that he can and should be like Him.
Now it goes further and says "So that he can have authority over the earth and everything that is in it"...Boom, yet again.
The journey to my self-dicovery was on poitn now. I started to ask if God made me like Him, why on earth am I having to fight so hard for other people's affection and love. For their acceptance and permission to live my life. Why on earth am I still doing the things I am doing to put myself in hamrs way just to win their affection. After all, I am made in His devine image and I am like him, a minuture version of the devine God. All that He is I am.
Secondly I started to ask why are the so many things always troubling me, the challenges that always seem to be too big to overcome and problems "always follow me around", and it dawned on me agian that I was given authority over the earth and everything in/on it. that simply put; nothing can happen to me and harm me unless I allow it. I have absolute power to overcome everything and live that happy life that I want to live.
I know this might sound like pop psychology but if one exercises that power, you can never again become a victim of anyone or anything else. You might not have control over your external circumstances but you have control over your internal cirmcumstances.
Right at that moment, I decided that the journey to self discovery has to start with knowing my inner man quite well. I need to understand Karabo Lepote from inside and I owe nothing to anyone. I realised that my failures and successes are mine and mine alone and if I ever have to explain myself to anyone I will always be wasting time explaining myself and none on living my life.
The return to first love had to be the begining of my journey and I hope your. First Love being loving yourself. Beind aware of who you are and never having to compromise on anything and never letting other's shine at your expense. The return to first love simply mean loving yourself enough to know that if you don't love love yourself and celebrate the creation of God in you, you will never be able to love anyone else. If you can't love whats right inside you, how can you love whats foreign to you. This return to first love meant I need to trim the branches that I not beraing fruits in my life and allowing those fruit-bearing one to enter my life. The return to first means, no one can ever make me feel worthier than I do myself and all the affection I can get from other people can only compliment what I feel for myself.
My return to first love means I would now appreaciate and celebrate Karabo every minute because doing so I would be celebrating God's workmanship and work of fine art.
That seems to be quite a lot to take in in one seesion and therefore I decided I am gonna break it down into smaller pieces and share my experiences with you all as I go. This is the start of a great journey and lets all begin it together and I open the floor, so to speak, for anyone to share their experiences so that we can all benefit from this well of life's wisdom
With Love Karabo
Tuesday, December 21, 2010
The right to think what I want to think
Ok I just thought maybe I should share some of my thoughts on one annoying feature in the news lately. I have been reading a lot late about some "Botes" or some other charector that said she did not trust black people and /or disliked black folk. and she said it in the media which just sent shock waves down everybody's spine, including yours truly.
Of course after an occasional glass of the fermented reg grapes and dried green leaves, one turns to sit down and really think about issues without the outside influence. (becuase after that combination, you can't do anything else).
I started reflecting on some of her statement and wondered how true they were in my life. I have been mugged a couple of time in my life and three three out of five times have been in Cape Town by coloured guys. And after these incidents, whenever I see a funny looking colourd person in CT I always run for cover if I can. I have the inability to walk freely in the streets of Cape Town withou thinking about when its going to happen again and always think that it is probably going to be colourds guys that mug.
When she said the that if there is a black guy at her door, she does not open, I could also relate because I would never open for a black guy given that they came into our house and tied the helper after she opened for them. If I see a white guy chances are, I will open withou first interrogating the man like the CIA.
The point I am making here is a very simple one, the experiences we have shape the thinking we develop. What haapens to us and building up of these experiences happens to shape how we react in the future and how we see people and things.
I might not tolerate the statements that this Botes woman has said but Ido understand why she said the same things given my own experiences. I am sure that so many people wold concur that what she said we have all said...Black, White, Indian, Coloured, Asian or race living in this country. We have repeated the things she said, the only difference she came out of the closet about it.
And untill we all come out of the closet and say it in public the things we say in private we can never really judge anyone who says it. And in any case I though we have the right to think however we want to think and express our thoughts. We express our hatred of the president when he fathers another child and why anyone in this country express what they think.
I personally think government should use such utterances to reflect on the bigger issues that are affecting South Africa, crime being at the top of my mind.
Of course after an occasional glass of the fermented reg grapes and dried green leaves, one turns to sit down and really think about issues without the outside influence. (becuase after that combination, you can't do anything else).
I started reflecting on some of her statement and wondered how true they were in my life. I have been mugged a couple of time in my life and three three out of five times have been in Cape Town by coloured guys. And after these incidents, whenever I see a funny looking colourd person in CT I always run for cover if I can. I have the inability to walk freely in the streets of Cape Town withou thinking about when its going to happen again and always think that it is probably going to be colourds guys that mug.
When she said the that if there is a black guy at her door, she does not open, I could also relate because I would never open for a black guy given that they came into our house and tied the helper after she opened for them. If I see a white guy chances are, I will open withou first interrogating the man like the CIA.
The point I am making here is a very simple one, the experiences we have shape the thinking we develop. What haapens to us and building up of these experiences happens to shape how we react in the future and how we see people and things.
I might not tolerate the statements that this Botes woman has said but Ido understand why she said the same things given my own experiences. I am sure that so many people wold concur that what she said we have all said...Black, White, Indian, Coloured, Asian or race living in this country. We have repeated the things she said, the only difference she came out of the closet about it.
And untill we all come out of the closet and say it in public the things we say in private we can never really judge anyone who says it. And in any case I though we have the right to think however we want to think and express our thoughts. We express our hatred of the president when he fathers another child and why anyone in this country express what they think.
I personally think government should use such utterances to reflect on the bigger issues that are affecting South Africa, crime being at the top of my mind.
MY FIRST EVER POST- Season to be pissed Off
Festive Season has always been a wonderful season for me to just kick back and relax and enjoy my God-given right to lift my legs in the air. Previously, even when my family and loved ones were not seeing eye to eye, this time of the year was perfect to just let go and pretend we are OK with each other for the sake of showing love.
This year is becoming very difficult for one to do just that over the festive season...Given that this is my first blogging, I thought I should just bitch a little and hopefully feel better come Christmas.
And then the little angel in me said I should simply write all the things I am great-full for...Now here I am going to summarize them cause God knows I am great-full about a lot of things:
anyway I guess by posting this, I am making a commitment to myself to share my thoughts with rest of the online community and hopefully have meaningful discussions and all kinds of lovely things...
cheers for now
(This is my first ever post and still resonate with me today) WOW!!!! (I had so many spelling mistakes in the original text, I want to jump up and down)
This year is becoming very difficult for one to do just that over the festive season...Given that this is my first blogging, I thought I should just bitch a little and hopefully feel better come Christmas.
And then the little angel in me said I should simply write all the things I am great-full for...Now here I am going to summarize them cause God knows I am great-full about a lot of things:
- I am grateful that each day comes and goes with me breathing in oxygen and breathing out CO2 because that's the essence of being alive
- I am grateful that even if I am not going to see my family this year, that I still have them in my life and we can still tell each other daily that we love each other.
- I am grateful that even if my meal only constitute a slice of bread and peanut butter, that I am still fortunate enough to say that I have had a meal, when billions around the world are struggling to get even that slice that I have
- I am grateful that I have friends that I love and I believe share the same love as me. That even if we don't speak and see each other on the regular, we can still consider ourselves friends.
- I am grateful that I have a job and am grateful that I have been blessed with all kind of blessing every single day of my life.
- I grateful that even to this day, I have never slept outside in the sun or in the rain, that God has always given me a roof over my head
- I am grateful that I can share my gratitude with so many people all at once
- Most importantly i AM GRATEFUL THAT GOD HAS BEEN TRUE AND FAITHFUL TO HIS WORD THAT "HE WILL NEVER LEAVE ME OR FORSAKE ME"
anyway I guess by posting this, I am making a commitment to myself to share my thoughts with rest of the online community and hopefully have meaningful discussions and all kinds of lovely things...
cheers for now
(This is my first ever post and still resonate with me today) WOW!!!! (I had so many spelling mistakes in the original text, I want to jump up and down)
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