“It is easier to be wise for others than for ourselves”
Francois De La Rochefoucauld
February 9 2012
Beach66, Kuta, Bali
It has been a great night out with my friends in Bali. Over the last 2 months I met a number of unique people and can’t get enough of it. Around 3 AM I decided to see the sunrise on the beach. This is a huge advantage of online money making business model. You can choose where you want to see the sunrise. Mountains, beaches, slopes, desserts or in a comfort of an unknown place. I sat quietly listening to the sound of waves and feeling the drops of rain on my skin (god bless inventors of the plastic bag where I could hide my iPhone). Around 4 am I was interrupted by a young man passing by. “Boss, it’s raining! Go to shelter”. Local boy pointed in the dark. There was a small palm leaf house on the beach which is used by local vendors during the day and here we sat together talking. Here is his story.
February 4, 2012
Sanur, Bali, Indonesia
Bali opens up more and more in a very positive way every day. This Island also gave me an opportunity to meet Trevor. Young Canadian English teacher that spent his 2 last years in here. If you live in Asia, English teacher don’t have a good appeal to this profession. Usually you see them in Their 50s in a bar at 1PM pounding beers with young local girls, however there is a completely different breed. People that made this choice conciously and went to school to tech others. Not expats on full expat package but the ones that move to Asia and make things happen. He is the latter. He speks local language, surfs, blends with weather, ocean, earth and feels like he has found himself. Perfect balance of body and spirit. He left Canada to see what’s aroung and keeps absorbing and positively impacts everyone around him. Meet my new friend Trevor.
January 18,
Denpasar, Bali, Indonesia
I will give you just a couple of my thoughts on SOPA and PIPA. Well, first of all these 2 abbreviations put a smile on my face because they sound really funny in Russian. Пипа as Pipi (like kids genitals) and ЖОПА as “ASS”. Let me tell ya. I was born In Soviet Union, lived in China and always devastated about censorship, and lack of freedom in these countries. Since I was a kid, US was my dream. Real democracy. (more…)
There was a guy waiting in line at the Pearly Gates for his chance to enter heaven. The line was long and there was an offer to go for a tour of hell. Down in hell it was like one big party – beautiful people laughing, drinking, gambling. After returning from his tour he passed through the Pearly Gates but the quiet chanting and constant playing of the harps in heaven seemed incredibly dull compared to life in hell. The white clouds, wings and robes were beginning to get on his nerves. After a while he could stand it no longer and asked God for permission to transfer into hell permanently. Upon arrival into hell, he was immediately chained and thrown into a vat of boiling oil. He couldn’t understand what was happening. This was nothing like the hell he visited earlier. He called out to the Devil for an explanation. “Don’t confuse tourism with immigration!” replied the Devil.
A wise man can learn more from a foolish question than a fool can learn from a wise answer.
Bruce Lee
Inspired by post of blog of impossible things. “Than die”
Hong Kong, December 7 2011
When I was a kid most of my TV repertoire was Soviet News, Soviet patriotic movies and some documentaries about corn and wheat harvest. I remember I was about 9 years old when my father brought VCR and some video cassetes. one of them was “ENTER THE DRAGON”. Bruce Lee movie. Bruce Lee became my childhood hero. He was my idol and a real superhero. His nun chucks with a crazy face and incredibly fit body were icon for all us in the hood. We were cutting branches to make nun chucks and fought each other. Blood, dust, tears, angry parents. However Bruce was always our hero. We always wanted to look like him and fight like him. I remember one time I invited some friends to watch “Enter the Dragon”. About 40 kids all over my hood gathered around my TV in a tiny room of my apartment. Hong Kong Bay and Junk boat. Focused sight, kimono, ready to act. Action….
