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    dotsJournal: Beam me up S...dots
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    Mood: Crazy

    Was in the Capital city this weekend. Windhoek, my birth place. It's changing quite rapidly. Just more buildings and more buildings. Freakin' hot though.

    I saw my Precious too. She was a skeletal surprise!!!!!!! Geez. I was shocked when I saw her. I also realised that I don't feel anything for her no more. Way to go Kritz. LOL. No and it's not because she looks like a scarecrow, but her personality, which I really found attractive, was "missing". Her voluptuousness too, ofcourse.

    Any way, that's me for now. My study leave has been approved. Leaving friday next week for Cape Town, South Africa!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

    ...Created 2007-01-08 04:41:55

    dotsJournal: Happy 2007!!!!dots
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    Mood: Yeay!!

    My new year started with me in Mass. I couldn't believe it. It was my first New Years in church!!!!! No alcohol no nothing. I didn't even feel the need to be anywhere or with anyone. I was a bit depressed before I went to mass, but that was because my car cd player has some sort of problem with the audio circuitry!!!!! cd player works and u can see it move from one song to the next but no sound. And I can't live without my music and it's only in my car that I can listen to MY music. so I was really depressed. but that all went away right after we confessed for all our sins. it's usually a great feeling. the sermon was moving too.

    So my year started out great!!!!!! When I think of it, had I gone out, I would have gotten either stinking drunk and would have made a fool of my'self, or I would be sitting there drinking and not become drunk and constantly feel this deep depressing sense of loniless. this with lots of friends and people around.
    I did miss my cuz and Jeanette. They are really all I have.

    But this year will be different.

    I am working on some new things. I will submit them soon. I hope all of you are safe and you are still with your loved ones. In December alone, the road to the coast (Windhoek to Swakopmund(where I stay)) have claimed more than 60 lives - car accidents.

    Well, here's to another year of letting the world see US...

    Happy 2007!!!!!! *pop*

    ...Created 2007-01-02 05:16:06

    dotsJournal: sighdots
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    Mood: Crazy

    Oops... I did it again. LOL Hahahahaha!!!!! No, seriously, I just had to.
    Well, here I am. AGAIN. Back to square one. Swallowed by the snake of misfortune. Ravished in the wind of death and despair. Oh, well. That's that. Time to move on and find some(one)thing new.

    Looking forward to my new adventure. May it be as fulfilling as the last.

    Hopefully I will be writing new poetry soon. Gonna do a 180 and hopefully that will reflect in the work. Before I do that though, I must first finish and submit "Chalice of Malice", "The Silent Grave", and "My Seven". All relating to issues close to my being. I want to start writing apart from my'self', if that makes sense.

    i have had the opportunity to read some really awesome work this year. I wish everyone a happy and joyous new year. Here's to a blessed 2007!!!!!!!!

    Maybe I should phone Heksie... Nah. Find someone new.

    ...Created 2006-12-28 08:07:20

    dotsJournal: Hmmmmdots
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    Mood: Thinking...

    It's been boring being back at work. I miss home. even though there's just stress there. miss my privacy more than anything now that I am back in Swakop.

    Only thing keeping me going lately at work are the emails with this girl at work.

    new poems soon.

    Perhaps even a few pages from my book "Manchild".

    lata

    ...Created 2006-12-18 04:55:53

    dotsJournal: Yeah!!!!!!!!dots
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    Mood: Hyper

    This is my last week at work!!!! Yeah!!!!!!!!!!!
    I'll stay in touch while I am in Cape Town. Thanks to you all for your encouragement and back to reality snaps!!!

    I'll submit the revised Pretzels, etc soon!!!!!!

    Yip. Excited!!!!!

    ...Created 2006-07-04 02:09:24

    dotsJournal: Hmmmmmdots
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    Mood: Hyper

    It's Tuesday!!!! Yeah, that means I'm only at work for another 9 days!!!! Yeah!!!!!!!! This before I leave for SA - Cape Town - to further my studies in Engineering. Excited and nervous and all that sh!T!!! It's been almost 4 years since I have last opened a text book. Hahahaha!!!!

    I have not been able to write anyting new. too much on my mind. Perhaps I should write about the motions I'm going through - giving up my flat, getting rid of the furniture, saying good bye to the place I have called home forthe past two and a half years, my friends, going home to my parents and siblings. Going back to the place I love and hate the most in the whole wide world. Where my torment began. Hahahaha!!!

    Now have to attend another meeting!!! Boring!!! Yawn.

    ...Created 2006-06-27 02:28:45

    dotsJournal: Mondaydots
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    Mood: Sigh...

    Another busy Monday here at the Uranium pit!!!!! Maybe the USA will bomb us since we were selling Uranium to IRAN!!!! F@ck!!! Better get a new job somewhere far away. Hahaha!!! As can be seen I am still alive. I had a great holiday in Cape Town - South Africa. Was good to see my folks and siblings. The 1500 kms apart does get lonely sometimes.

    Namibia and more specifically the city and the two coastal towns are still intact. There was a prophert that predicted an earthquake (city) and a tidal wave (Coast). He stioll insists that we are now in the 40 GOOD days. The 40 bad days will follow soon.

    any way. I'm working on something new in my head. It's called "Birds fly free". Hope to capture the essence of my feelings in this one. I also still stuck on "the silent grave". Somehow I can't seem to get it like I know it should be. Powerful and filled with despair!!! Hahahaha!!!

    Ok. Back to work. Only 1&1/2 still to go.

    ...Created 2006-05-15 08:52:49

    dotsJournal: hmmmdots
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    Mood: Thinking...

    Working on some new stuff... Gonna try and do something different. Hopefully it works.

    The titles are a bit weird but for some reason it works for me and what I want to say...

    I'm now involved with an older woman. Wooooo hoooo!!! Less fussy than girls my own age and i've never been the typical hunter. hehehe!!! LOL!!!!

    My hands are bleeding..

    ...Created 2006-03-16 00:23:25

    dotsJournal: Hmmmmdots
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    Mood: Lazy

    Saartjie Baartman's story is most probably one of the saddest stories, occurring in the most troubled times in the history of South Africa's indigenous people. A young woman, about 20 years of age, she was enticed to London by William Dunlop with promises of fame and wealth in 1810.

    The fame and wealth came but at a terrible cost: she was displayed in a raised cage, exhibited as the most primitive form of human life, more animal than human, chained and led by her keeper, and obliged to walk sit or stand as he ordered. It was not, however, her animal-like qualities that had made her somewhat of a celebrity: it was her steatopygous behind, which she showed, and her elongated labia, or curtain of shame, as it was called, which she did not.

    In 1814, she was moved to Paris, where she was exhibited in a show of wild animals, reportedly by this time, drinking heavily to cope with the pressures of this peculiar occupation. It would appear the degradation of her onstage activities did not signal the end of her working day. Several prominent scientists, many of them demanding to see her genitals, examined her. She refused. Baron Georges Cuvier, who was Surgeon General to Napoleon Bonaparte, was one of those who were curious about what was called a Hottentot apron. He did not have long to wait. She died on the 29th of December1815 at the age of 26, her humiliation, however, incomplete.

    Cuvier went on to make a cast of her body, extracted her brain and dissected her genitalia. For Cuvier, the heart of the matter was the animal lust her sexual organs denoted. He wished to assert that because her sexual organs were bigger, she was driven by her appetites, and therefore, was more akin to an animal than a human being. Confident in this spurious pseudo-scientific demonstration, he duly bottled up her brain and genitalia. Her remains have been in the Musee de l'Homme in Paris ever since, though it was taken off display in 1975.

    Nelson Mandela, as well as many South African Khoisan organisations, including the Khoi-Khoi Indigenous First Nations of South Africa, have at some stage over the past couple of years put in requests for Baartman's remains. Calls for repatriation of her remains, have been coming since 1985. The problem was with a French succession statute, which lays claim to all museum artefacts, which must be how the French government views Baartman, as state property. Problems of this nature, point to the fact that it may be a good idea for South African legal experts to turn their attentions to possible legal frameworks for repatriation of remains. This is a relevant issue in South Africa, as well as other post-colonial countries, given the amount of specimens of indigenous skeletal remains, which made its way to Europe during the 1800s. Not only were many of these of these remains attained in dubious fashion, they were collected in order to further the idea of race as a biological construct, a fallacy exposed, many times, by studies in genetics.

    The practice of exhibiting human remains has permeated human thought for more than just the last two or three centuries. Even so, the idea behind not burying the dead has long had to do with dishonouring them. It is therefore a violation of one's dignity to have one's ancestors' remains in a museum and with greater reason if the museum is situated in a different country. In a report by the commission of cultural affairs at the end of January, Senator Richert had allegedly given the French authorities two months to return Saartjie's remains. Diana Ferrus's poem has been incorporated into the new legislation, which has made her return possible.

    The question of Saartjie Baartman's sexuality is probably the most talked about issue surrounding her story. She was not merely exploited as an indigenous African person, she was exploited as a woman, made to fulfill the requirements of a fetish consisting of bestiality, inferiority, a primitive sex drive and overdeveloped sex organs. Accounts that she was a prostitute and died of syphilis bears this out. "These scientists were sex mad," says Ferrus.

    It is in this light that Saartjie's homecoming may be of weighty significance in South Africa. In a time when the women and children of this nation are proven to be increasingly unsafe from sexual objectification, perhaps in knowing of Saartjie's return, and in hearing the words that brought her home, she may become an icon symbolising love, respect and dignity for the women of South Africa and the world.

    Come home, sister Saartjie. We have been waiting for you for so long.


    ...Created 2006-03-15 07:04:59

    dotsJournal: Fridaydots
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    Mood: Relaxing

    Chatting up a storm with thsi girl at work. she's engaged but yet I can't seem to just leave her alone... Pathetic that I'm drooling like that over someone else's better half.

    Nothing much happening on the poetry front. Stuck in a rut.

    Oh I bought a car - the 2006 Polo Hatch back!!!! Cost me a bundle!!!! F@ck!!! Still can't believe I did that. Went to the Von Bach Dam the weekend past. It's located just outside the city... The rain has been fierce. Quite a few places have been flooded and people left homeless!!!! But only because the bloody municipality opened the wall gates when the dams were already too full... F@ckers. Now it has become a racist issue. When will we move past the racism and stand unite?? F@ck!!!!

    I've been really impressed by the poetry I have read so far (2006)... Hopefully it will rub off!!!!

    My hat goes off to Angelo & Jason!!!!

    Lata

    ...Created 2006-03-10 07:40:00

    Be kind, take a few minutes to review the hard work of others <3
    It means a lot to them, as it does to you.


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