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A little bit of Tuesday spirituality for you.


Try to keep it in mind.
10 perks of being a sick flower

In no particular order.
10. Reflection. Thinking about where I’ve been, where I am now and where I want to go.

9. Water. I’m drinking so much hot tea and honeywater that my lips are going all Jolie on me.

8. Eat awesome things. I can’t eat lame things because I don’t have the energy for it.

7. Diving into my crazy hobbies. I have so much time to just memorize everything in the world now.

6. Eat, again. I bought lots of junk food from ÖoB. T’was awesome.

5. Hanging out with grandma. We’re just very good at laughing together.

4. Music. I can’t sing with this sore throat, but I’ve been compensating by playing piano.

3. Ideas for passing time. Like drawing on planes.

2. Lots of time for practising quasi-necessary things. Like transforming hoodies into a laptop carrier.

1. More time to watch Barcelona games.

Laundry day…
I’m still recovering from the flu. I’ve stopped working and started painting, doing laundry and packing for next weeks longer trip…

[Image courtesy of Bootike]
Queen of Routine
We are creatures of habit and I’m figuring out how to automatically do things I would otherwise never do by just making them routine. After breakfast, I got on the sub with Filip who was going to work and got off at Skanstull. There I swam 2 km, had a 20 min bikramyoga session and then went back to Filip’s. I did some sketch-art, played Mario Kart until the controller’s battery ran out and listened to some podcasts. Life can’t just be consumed by one single thing (such as the restaurant). I need to have other things to do, to fall back on and to be passionate about so I don’t procrastinate life by being on reddit. Reddit is fine and has its place sometimes, but everything in moderation except kissing.
Speaking of kissing (oh my segway into Valentine’s Day is sooo smooth) Filip and I spent it at home eating chocolate, candy, chips, chocolate pudding, triple burgers and the sorts. I had a small crisis that Filip helped me from by just holding my hands. Herro Firip if you read a dis, I love you and now I’m going to continue watching House of Cards. Then I’ll get back to work for real.

Tarantino Dreams
The universe is sneakily very mystical and there is shiz out there that we have no idea of how they work. Like the coincidence of last nights dream with Tarantino. So I go outside a bank and Quentin is outside waiting for me. We take a walk and start talking about stuff and he’s kind of making himself smaller as my confidence grows in the conversation and then I just blurt out while he’s mumbling to himself things he needs to remember to write down “You know, you’re brilliant. But you’re sort of tardy/weird”. I just remember him acting VERY differently towards different people. And then before he had to go we took some awful pictures of us together that he was nice enough to let me re-take lots of times more.

So after having that dream I hop on the train to the city and start listening to the new episode of Joe Rogan’s podcast with none other than… Mr. T. Ferriss. So as they are talking I zone out from time to time and listen whenever it hits a topic I’m interested in. And then I start going back to that dream with Tarantino and go over it in my head… And just at that moment they start talking about him! And almost word for word, they say that he is a brilliant but weird guy. And then they start talking about how he changes his whole persona based on the social situation and who he’s talking to…

A quick word about why dreaming matters so much to me. Although I have very little scientific evidence to prove this, I believe that when I dream at the most detailed and highest moments – I experience something beyond life. I tried writing this sentence a couple of times without sounding hippie, but it is impossible to describe it without sounding like a com-effing-plete nutjob. So… Ayahuasca is this psychedelic drug that is illegal everywhere. It contains high concentrations of DMT/dimethyltryptamine and that life-altering psychedelic compound is also created biosynthetically in mammals. Particularly in humans, our highest levels of DMT occur during deep REM-sleep a.k.a. when we are dreaming hardcore mode. And as you should know by now, hardcore dream mode is my only way of dreaming.
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Dimethyltryptamine
Hoodie
Morning! Today’s my first day off the restaurant! I’m going shopping for important shizniz and then to the island of Jo!



Genesis + Art
I’ll be better at coming up with titles. Now I just picked the song I was listening to when I began this post. Since I have nothing super cool to talk about I’ll just jam this with lots of art I want to have at my place. Or Filip’s and my place or whatever happens first… you know. I’m cool with both.






Restaurant business time
Hey babes, I’m sipping on a Choco Banana Shake at Sture Library, reading and studying business. For those of you out-of-the-loop, I’m now running a restaurant called Kin-Maru. The latest collaboration and campaign I worked on has now ended up in a whopping 800+ dinner guests up until Mid-April. I feel like I have a nack for business. I wanted to write more, but I just got a call and they need me at the restaurant. Maybe I’ll write more tonight. Thank you for reading… and stuff.



