Tuesday, August 23, 2016

one-night stand

A single performance of a basic human delusion.


Something interesting in CINEPLEX movie theaters near you. We'll do our best to give you current information and the latest updates. We’re mainly focusing on exciting releases, the 2016 movies you should definitely see it! 

One Night Stand is a 2016 Canadian funny drama film written by the Universe at large and directed by human insecurity. It features a Dreamer in the lead role. Principal photography was wrapped up in 4 days and filming locations include Toronto's central park and local suburbs. The film was released on 22 August 2016.

The plot of the movie is simple, just like Matthew 7:7 Ask and it will be given to you; seek and you will find; knock and the door will be opened to you.

She searched for him and she found him. 

This one was going to be the perfect one-night stand, she thought. The man was good looking. He was a strong man. He was a feminist. Perfect. He had all her check marks, and she wasn’t worried.. she could like him for an evening.

She wanted the one-night stand for different reasons, which lies between her busy schedule at work and gym exercises, responsibilities towards kids and negligence of her ex. 

Exploring her sexuality was not main agenda although she had read 50 Shades of Gray and she clearly wanted the fulfillment of her sexual desire without disturbing her separation agreement and family relationships. 

The movie suggests that women who feel sexually insecure or unfulfilled should seek out one-night stands for personal growth and fulfillment.  

She was emotionally unavailable. She wanted to keep it light, have fun for a night and not attach any label to what she is doing. In the morning she felt like a shit, so disgusted, her needs were not met.

It is a perfect twist.... and audience is left wondering: ... Why or Why not?

The trailer made you wish to watch the movie with open eyes and you're not the only one. Its YouTube page shows that in the audiences there are lot of single mums with wet pussies desiring the one-night stands. It is not just propaganda, 1400 thumbs up compared to only 12 thumbs down. 

The movie makes this hot summer even hotter. 

Monday, August 22, 2016

The FACTS vs IMAGINATION


At the end of the day, let there be no excuses, no explanations, no regrets. 

Excuses, explanations and regrets are for the uninteresting, apologetic people, for those afraid to laugh or cry, for those afraid to live and die.

This morning I woke up at 5 A.M. The morning was cold and unusually quiet as the world was still sleeping. I had some quiet time - focus, introspection, orientation. No kids yelling, no babies crying, no woman complaining, no television or music noise. Sitting in my pajamas I was drinking a coffee, smoking and shivering on the cold air, enjoying how the day slowly gets brighter; how the dark sky turned out to the light blue. What a glorious sunrise!  

Life? This bland little life I am dozing through. 

What am I really doing? Nothing. 

I'm just watching events roll out in front of my eyes. What else can I do? Something more important going? Like what? My plans? My career? My self-image fantasies?

The truth is I have nothing to do. I am alive, but I don't really have anything to do while alive. I have no ambition, nowhere to go, no one to be or become. I don't need to distract myself from anything or convince myself of anything. There is nothing that I think isn't as it should be, and I have no interest in how others see me. I have nothing to guide me. 

I don't seem to be too bored or unhappy about it, so I guess it sounds weird.

Whatever life we lead it is just diversion we occupy ourself with, thinking that it leads somewhere, moves us toward some desired goal, that there is meaning in it, but meaning is just our imagination and for us everything is real, but in fact nothing is true.

So...  have an affair! Cheat on your spouse until you're still desirable.. be wicked, be brave, be drunk, be reckless, be dissolute, be despotic, be an anarchist, be anything you like... 

Love yourself, accept yourself, forgive yourself, do anything you want but don't fuck yourself.

Live fully, live passionately...

Sunday, August 21, 2016

Such egomania! So horrendous. But fascinating!


I'm going to Mexico in less than two weeks and until then I will do yoga practice every single day... Nothing else to do. Yesterday I finished the second and today is the third practice. I do all poses of half primary ashtanga yoga. 

It is Sunday, last night I went to bed at 3 A.M. I went to Dirty Martini club with my friends. 

I’m a divorced, 51-year-old man, living alone. My marriage ended three years ago and I found out quickly how much the dating world has changed. I do like it. I welcome the changes. Nowadays, dating has its own language, rules, and people. 

My daily schedule mostly revolved around yoga, work at the office and meeting with my friends. I go out regularly... Dirty Martini at Oakville and downtown Pravda and Reservoir Lounge are the clubs I like to visit.

I'm also more or less active on match.com. In the last three years I have met a lot of women. Dinners, glass of wine and usual stories about divorce, kids, relationship wishes, love for travel, online dating experiences etc.. 

And since April all that stopped. Now, I have ... nothing. Nada! 



The best part about being alone is that you really don't have to answer to anybody. If you're reading this so far, you're probably really bored and, at the moment, have no one to be with. 

Being alone is a not so bad place to be, besides the sense of boredom, or the feelings of isolation, you are being forced to confront your own thoughts. It's said... there is difference between being alone and feeling lonely. Huhh, don't even try to figure out such phrases. 

Being alone is what you make of it.

BUT... we're businessmen, investors, used to cutting our losses - in a consumer's world we live. Everything is an "investment," and the guarantees. We fall in love but only if we're loved back. When we don't love anymore, we hate. Our "love" is merely hysteria. We are far from affectionate beings, we are heartless.
Don Juan asked me: "Could you love forever, beyond death? Without the slightest reinforcement - nothing in return? Could you love without investment, for the piss of it? You'll never know what it's like to love like that, relentlessly. Do you really want to die without knowing?"
"Before I die, I have to know what it's like to love" I replied.
He said, "You mean there are still so many women you want to fuck." 
- Carlos Castaneda
Living in the world and seeing the falseness of everything is a great courage.  

Laziness, pride and cowardice are the main characteristics of mankind. Everybody wants to be loved, people want fame, people want to be liked.
People want to be loved; failing that admired; failing that feared; failing that hated and despised. They want to evoke some sort of sentiment. The soul shudders before oblivion and seeks connection at any price.
- Hjalmar Söderberg
SO, people worry, oooh, how they worry, twenty-six hours a day! And what do you think they worry about?... About me! What about me? What's in this shit for me? What's gonna happen to me? 

Horrendous. But fascinating!

Saturday, August 20, 2016

That bittersweet longing for the past

My niece, my princess :-)

When I'm listening my favorite artist a sense of sadness overcomes me, evoking fond memories of the past. The feeling is bittersweet, though ultimately pleasant. Yes, I'm experiencing nostalgia.

It is seven days since I returned from vacation. It was the best vacation ever. Now, here’s a little bit of a sense of loss, the time has happened, it's gone.

Nostalgia typically entail cherished, personal moments, such as those spent with loved ones. Those memories, in turn, inspire positive feelings of joy, high self-regard, belonging, and meaningfulness in life says Clay Routledge, a social psychologist.

I don't like to be a nostalgic guy. Why to hold onto past? It was nice, beautiful, wonderful. Let it go. New excitement awaiting me. It is strange how we hold on to the past while we wait for the future.

Fuck it!

Just.... let me hear this song again.


Friday, August 19, 2016

Something uplifting and positive


I had a small problem starting today's post. My friend told me to write something uplifting and positive. Oh well.

For the last 15 years, I've enjoyed spiritual books. But over the past few years, I slowed down on reading them. They simply stopped to motivate me the way they once had. 

What's more, since my divorce, I have begun to believe that spiritual ideas and practices are a big joke and after 14 years of reading only spiritual books and doing daily meditation I have concluded - it is all bullshit, it comes to nothing.  

All spiritual teachings say... be what you are!!! Just be Awareness.

How long could you consciously be aware of your own awareness?

Try and see... You'd turn into a drooling idiot before lunch.

What will you do while being aware of your true nature? 

Being just awareness is the same as looking the water flowing, grass growing, planet spinning. How about looking the wind shaping the rocks and the mountains? How about looking at ocean and waves for days to come?

It is all bullshit. 

Boredom is the big problem. 

So, out of boredom, I'm writing this blog about stupidity of New Age spirituality. But nobody wants to read about that. So slowly I changed the format and I started writing about yoga and daily life. The personal posts have the largest number of views. Last year I introduced dating series and it was a big success too.

Nothing really matters dear readers. 

Is this enough uplifting and positive? At the beginning, when I really got that nothing matters at all, it was very depressing. 

No matter what I might accomplish, who I'm with and what I do... it all disappears like smoke in the air. Whatever I do and feel it's all insignificant in the end. If not today, then tomorrow. If not tomorrow then in a year, if not in a year then in a thousand years. The universe doesn't even notice me.

All the fucking meaning is supplied by my imagination. I say this is good, that's bad, this should happen, that shouldn't happen. In fact, my existence is empty, my life is emptiness, completely empty. I'm like a character in a video game, or like a robot in a machine factory pondering what my meaning is.

And this very thing, this all-pervading emptiness, lack of meaning and insignificance, is actually a source of my joy. I'm laughing at all this. I'm nobody. I exists in a short, insignificant period of time... 

Why should I worry for anything?