Echo and Narciss.

...And Echo pursued Narciss to the edge of the two lands where there had once been an
enchanted lake.  Enchanted by nature, the lake would appear every now and then when of two beings of the
same heart are joined at the borders of the two lands.  Echo and Narciss had always skirted along the edges of the lands but were never
graced by the presence of it.  But this once, a pond had appeared, enchanted nonetheless.
However, it paled in comparison to the lakes that had appeared before others. Not only was it small,
it kept changing as if unsure it was meant to be.

Narciss was instantly captivated by his image in the pond for he had
never seen anything as beautiful. To him, it was love at first sight. To Echo, it marked the time when the world became cold
and dark to him. 
Echo had noticed that everytime Narciss would search the eyes of his 'beloved' in the water, it
would start to disappear once more,  re-appearing only when Narciss went to Echo for solace.
To Echo, the pond also represented all that was evil in love.  Echo had tried for many times to warn
Narciss of it's evil but like all men besotted with 'himself', nothing was ever heeded.

Feeling ignored and hurt, Echo left. When he left, Narciss had blinked and the pond had disappeared by the time he had reopen his eyes.
Echo could hear the wails of Narciss but had to resist with all his might not to run back. He ran as far as he could into the heart of
his land and tended flowers to mend his wounded heart. 

One day, as Echo had been tending his flowers, he heard music in the forest.  It was then that he met Pan.
They had befriended and Pan had love growing in his heart for Echo. Little did Echo know that to Pan, Echo was behaving to him exactly how
Narciss had been.  Everytime Pan would bring flowers for Echo, it only reminded him of Narciss.
And it made him miss being with Narciss.
The time that Echo had spent apart from Narciss only made things worse.  For Narciss, wanting
only to see his 'beloved', knew that that was only possible in the presence of Echo. 

Narciss was always the hedonist between them and Echo the altruist, except that he longed to have someting in return - Narciss' love.
So then it began, the endless and heartless stringing that Narciss had used to ensnare Echo just so that
the enchanted lake might appear once more.  Narciss would often call out to Echo, and Echo would often
mimic his call and then their words would bring them together.  Echo did this willingly as he would give anything to be with Narciss.
Whilst Echo willingly fell prey to Narciss, Pan kept bringing flowers to Echo, in hopes that he would open his eyes to the beauty of Pan.
Over time, the flowers of Echo had taken root before him as a plant yet it went unnoticed for Echo had been
ensnared by the hopes of a shared heart with Narciss.

Pan, feeling sad and ignored, sat down and began to serenade Echo with his magical flute.  He blew a note and it
brought Echo back to reason.  It took awhile for Echo to let reality sink in but it only did for a brief moment.
Caught between the two lands, Echo begged Narciss to open his eyes to everything else and above all him. 

'Of all the things you could have brightened up with your love, you choose to love the one thing that loves you not...
Nothing can, as much I do for you.' cried Echo.  But it was only to deaf ears for Narciss only chose to keep to 'himself'.
In desperation, Echo had tried to steal a kiss from Narciss but only to be denied, harshly.
Narciss sealed his lips so hard, the world became silent. 

It was then that the grieving tears of Echo had begun to flow down and caused the plant to burst into full bloom. 
Narciss, in desperation for 'himself' as Echo was for him,
lunged towards his 'beloved' to hug 'him' and the lake had taken him into it's bosom.  As
that happened, Echo cried out, 'Narciss!!!' and raced forward to catch him but he stumbled over the plant and was
lost in the beauty of it forever and was never found again.  Till this day, the shouts of Echo could always be
heard in a multitude of places, for all that was left was his voice, in search of his Narciss.
Pan grieved the loss of Echo by playing his magical flute wherever an echo was heard, in hopes to find Echo again
and be regaled in the image that he had seen in him.  The plant was eventually named Narcissus as the shouts of Echo
would often be heard around it.

And ultimately, Narciss was drowned.

Not by water but by the overzealous pursuit of 'himself',

 like the best of us tend to do.

Great! Australia beat Japan and now they're gonna be SO noisy outside my street! Ah, I hear them now "Oi, Oi, Oi, Socceroos something, something, something"...Just great!  One more thing for them to be boastful about.  Was kinda hoping that Japan could be this year's underdogs but then I'm sure if that happened, that's another thing that they will be boastful about....Hmm hate Catch 22s.

Did I mention that I feel very passionate all of a sudden to go backpacking through Morocco? I really don't know why...First the vegetarianism and then now this.  What in the world is happening?  Kinda reminds me of that movie 'The Human Fly" or something like that, first he starts getting all this weird things happening to him, then he starts running up the wall, losses his hair, his teeth and then goes through a chrysalis (I think) and then emerges as the fly.  Gross.  Hmmm ok, that's so not happening to me. So NOT.  I'm a butterfly...hehe now that reminds me of an episode of Sponge Bob Square Pants instead.  Did u know that he lives the alternative lifestyle?

My mind is really elsewhere right now.  Thanks to the wonders of todays technology, you can see it too.  http://david-iris.axiscam.net:8080/view/index.shtml?videos=one 

Oi, Oi, Oi Socceroos.....I hear them again.  God, I'm really hoping that they don't get into the finals just so that some of us here can get some decent sleep.  I'm so evil.  Like the Human Fly...muaHaHaHa. Ok all these assignments have definitely made me CoOcOo!

'What's on the menu?' Pictures of some of the food that I've produced so far.

Grilled emu rump with sweet potato puree and beetroot compote with anis jus.

Pan-fried Tasmanian salmon on sundried tomato and oregano cous cous with citrus butter.

Pan-seared King George whiting and scallops with sweet corn and vine ripened tomato salad with tomato coulis.

Sauteed coconut and chilli prawns with cucumber and rice vermicelli salad with coriander infused oil.

Grilled pork loin cutlet with poached apple and potato puree, french beans in a apple beurre blanc.

What would you like to order?

Alas the heavens poured and boy, is it hard to get up!

For 2 days now, the sky hasn't stopped pissing down! Which is great but bad at the
same time! It makes it 10 times harder to get out of bed!
I've been reading and re-reading a few books lately. I'm not one to leave a book
unfinished no matter how BORING it can be. It might just take me awhile to finish it.
So anyway, I re-read 'The Little Prince' by Antoine de Saint Exupery and absolutely
love that book. I first read that book in french in Switzerland and I was totally
unaware that such a book existed! I can't really say that I've read much books as
a kid (though I wish I had now!) but everyone I met there that come from elsewhere
were like, 'what?!? u haven't read the little prince?'. It's such a good book of
double entendres. I find that it relates to you differently each time you read that
book in a different stage in life.

I also just read a book on ancient runes and it was just ok...
Hmmm....Oh, yeah! I've been reading this great self-help book on how to find
REAL love (for gay men of course)...hehe Really informative and it provides a small
insight into the various relationship problems out there for deviant individuals
like me in society. It also explains reasons as to why such problems occur and
how to take small steps to help your self of course.  It's a great book but it's
taking me quite awhile to finish because at the moment, I'm just not quite
interested to read about relationship problems when I'm not even in one!Lol,
seriously, big hysterical ones as well.

Gonna start reading a book on ancient mythology soon, so should be more fun I
hope! Perhaps I should start on it now, hmmm all i need now is a window, a cup of
hot tisane and a quilt!

Btw, being a vegetarian is SO not easy! I just wanna eat a big fat juicy steak with grilled chicken and bacon on the side! hehe I decided to give vegetarianism a go this month to ease my conscience but I seem to be getting more and more hungry all the time!

 Yumm....could so eat u right now. So right now.

Drugged up prossies and the gloominess in between.

I don't know why I'm so gloomy and glum these past few days.
Maybe it's the weather, maybe it's the food, maybe it's the boys (probably the
lack thereof) or even the routine life I live.
It's odd how when you first move to somewhere new, the first thing you try to
establish is a routine to fit in and feel secure.
But then after you've assimilated with your surroundings,
the very routine that got you there starts to drive you insane with it's monotony.
Perhaps that's it. Am I becoming a victim to the monotony of my routine?
If that were to be it, it's not like I can really do anything about it.

I can't really leave my job bcoz I get my financial security from there for the
time being. Although I'm being paid cash, at least it pays the rent and gives
me some money to lavish on my indulgences. That being said, it's not like a
proper job that's on the books would be able to guarantee a fix wad for rent,
etc. for I'd only be able to work for 20 hours a week and that's not enough
to pay the rent (esp. if you live in a studio by yourself-some of us need
our own headspace aka privacy) even more so when the tax gets deducted off it.

I'm in between houses right now, just because I had to avoid paying 3 weeks
of empty rent in January when I went to Malaysia. Still stuck here, at
Kings Cross above an adult store, living with some hairdresser I barely even know.
I have to say, rent's cheap but this ain't no way to live. I'm glad that I'm
moving out to house-sit for my stepcousin, Lyn in mid July. Till then, I'll
have to bare with all the drugged up prostitutes sprawled out on the roadside
and the main doorways. It's definitely interesting to witness, as I don't think
any of them actually shower but they're still selling themselves...eeks.
Hopefully, I'll find a studio just before Lyn gets back from Europe.

I've got my everything crossed for it to happen. Or even better still,
meet someone, get together with him, move into his place! Hahahaha
how economical! ;p