My favorite hip-hop artist is Aesop Rock, he has amazing imagery and a unique style of story telling in his music. He chose is artist name after Aesop's Fables and now everything is oh so clear. I knew it would be amazing before, but now I really know. This just gets me even more excited about this children's book that's full of simple life lessons with simple imagery. I wish my parents read this to me when I was a kid.
Back to my bonsai, yes I got a Juniper bonsai tree. It's cute and I have always wanted one. I was going to look for seeds online some place because I couldn't find any for sale here in Austin until just the other day I saw this little lady on the side of the street, so I pulled over and picked one out. Now I would have really enjoyed growing mine from a seed but this will do just fine so I don't kill it before he has a chance to live. Label me as the "typical" american if you will, buying an old chinese/japanese art tradition off the side of the road, but I do enjoy the meaning behind bonsai art and the time and patients it comes with. Maybe this will help me slow down and not get so mad when I don't get somewhere right when I want to. As an american I've noticed how we all like instant gratification, but it just doesn't happen all the time or at least on its own. I have learned, but not practiced, that if I want something done in a certain time or a certain way, I have to do it all the way myself. This is something I am currently working on with myself. This means not only thinking and day dreaming about it, but actually doing it all the way There are a lot of things I want that when I think about them it feels like it's going to take me a million years to get there, or I'll never get there at all. I think through discipline, ambition, focus, patients, and time, anything can be achieved.
(probably as predicted...)
The Milkmaid and Her Pail
A milkmaid was on her way to market, carrying a pail of milk on the top of her head. As she walked along the road in the early morning she began to turn over in her mind what she would do with the money she would receive for the milk.
"I shall buy some hens from a neighbor," she said to herself, "and they will lay eggs every day which I shall sell to the pastor's wife. And with the egg money I'll buy myself a new frock and ribbon. Green they should be, for green becomes my complexion best. And in this lovely green gown I will go to the fair. All the young men will strive to have me for a partner. I shall pretend that I do not see them. When they become too insistent I shall disdainfully toss my head-like this."
As the milkmaid spoke she tossed her head back, and down came the pail of milk, spilling all over the ground. And so all her imaginary happiness vanished, and nothing was left but am empty pail and the promise of a scolding when she returned home.
Application: Do not count your chickens before they are hatched.
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