Through my time on set I was able to observe a vast variance of personalities and psyches. They either work together or they don’t. The ego either gets in the way or it doesn’t. Unfortunately, this happens far more often than not and in our unique position as an ever evolving species I have this to offer up:
We are so high on our own evolution that we have forgotten to take note of our true human nature - of where we come from. We think that our brains intrinsically grasp on to logic; that is simply not true. While we may strive for the straight and narrow it most certainly isn’t our home base. Pardon the contradiction but homo sapiens as an advanced species (evolutionally) are not that old and not that advanced. We do just as much damage to ourselves and situations as we do good. We have some exceptions and while some may show significant moments of clarity the sooner we can understand where we are now the sooner we will be able to advance from that point.
Where are we now? We are still at the starting point. We’re ambitious in our maturing on the whole but with time on our side who knows where we will go as a species and whether or not we will ultimately utilize our intelligence for a greater universal collective of understanding.
So while it is highly understandable to get mad at our fellow human for monumental blunders of the mind and body we must release that anger in order to have a better and more objective grasp on the whole as to why such things happen: nature is still selecting.
Am I going to write about how i’ve been working more than I ever have in my life? Wrong. WRONG! I’m going to post pictures from my time during and at work and let that explain what i’ve been “doing”.
Last day of work with Brett and Melody.
Hot ass WATER or hot ASS water?
In the heroin capital of the country.
Played airplane in a helicopter.
On a ghost ranch.
And gained a shitload of wait. I mean, weight.
Best be brushing that ass.
This little tike calls my mom Jude.
While I sit on a private creek and sip tomato bisque I cannot help but think two vastly differing things:
1) How lucky I am.
2) How shitty a great majority of the world has it.
To enhance my mental juxtaposition I should mention i’m getting paid a decent wage while enjoying this bisque. People around the world die of hunger; yet here I am, enjoying something most never will- and if they do they pay far out the ass for it. So I cannot hep but feel like a schmuck royale.
I even ask my coworkers if I can help them - but in this cinematic reality most of them don’t want it. So here I sit, enjoying the high life while hundreds of millions of people hold their stomachs in pain because they haven’t eaten properly in years, if ever.
I feel lucky/I feel like shit.
So this little shit that I use to live with turned into a shady coke dealer. He not only backed out on paying my roommate and I the rest of the rent he owed but then decided to jack grands worth of shit from my other friends house. He’s pretty fucking stupid - but this shit just solidified the holy hell out of it. Per our conversation via facebook…
Oh ya, he and his cohorts listen to dubstep and gangster rap - must be a winning combination.
Photo courtesy of Flickr.
Usually people use parking structures for parking, skateboarding, and dealing drugs but yesterday an Albuquerque woman took it to the next level and jumped off a four-story parking structure - only to live.
The woman, whose name has not been disclosed, survived by landing in a rose garden at the bottom of the structure. She was immediately taken to UNMH, the hospital right across the street, where she was then alert and conscious almost immediately.
Perhaps we can all agree that life isn’t roses, but having your ass saved by one is another story.*
Speaking of another story, when the story first broke another news organization reported that the woman had died from the hall - boy were they wrong.
See later Cliff!
Deertick. Not Deerdick.