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Yada git. . .

Kids, you gotta love em..

Having these two wonderful kids is something really special, they are the lights of my exsistance, just having the seconds of eye contact with them each day is like another moment in time burned into the memory of this life forever. I could never live without my kids, like Mrs Doubtfire I guess, I'd do anything to be with them. My wife and I have been lucky and blessed with two wonderful kids that have given us and each other so much joy and happiness that it's impossible to describe in words. It's like seeing yourself in the mirror of time, I often wonder, 'is there a piece of me really living within the soul of my children?'I wish I could know for sure, it's one of the great mystries in life for me, wondering if I'll see my sister again, my grandparents, friends that have passed way to soon and friends and family we live our daily lives with of course.... I know one thing for sure, I'd go to the end of time for my family, search the universe for them and somehow enter the next life a better soul, a more pure energy, reaching a collective understanding of root of all things.... Babbling on here..  - Natta world ,-)

#3 for Lille Gutt!!

Happy Birthday Leon!! I'm so glad we got to spend the day together, you, mamma, amanda, bestemor, bestefar and me. You got some cool gifts from Bestemor and ate Jello for desert. I am hoping you grow out of your milk, egg and nutt alergy, then we'll have lots of cake too.. We had a great day and it was because of you, just being yourself, smiling and making everyone smile back. I love you so much Leon, and maybe one day you'll be able to read this 2 ,-)

Spent the day Painting the deck!!

Amanda and I have taken advantage of the good weather and started with the deck today and it's looking good. She's a super painter, I enjoyed the time talking and laughing. Nothing really happening here golf wise, I have not been out to the club in a week or so, and Leon is wanting to go, poor guy, he just loves it there and Pappa won't take him. Boo Hoo...  Nah, it's not that I won't or don't want to of course, my car is in the shop and we really have a lot of things to get done during our three weeks off. The picture is of the area I live in during the winter time, if you fell in the water, it's freezing and you'd be dead in minutes..... nice bed time thoughts, herregud...no boating that time of year anyway. Hoping the weather people are right and the great weather holds until Sat, that would be so great and we'd get so much done... Looking forward to seeing some friends on Friday !!  Gotta go... rest up to another day of painting again ,-)

Sleep

Getting or not getting sleep, good rest or not and how that effects one. I know how it affects me and mine. No one likes not sleeping, and if you can't sleep, it's like torture. I normally don't have a big problem sleeping, but like every other adult I know, sometimes our minds are so powerful that the body does not know how to shut down. I'm sure there are medical/biological reasons for this, but I'm thinking more about how the mind works in the ways not understood and which I would assume is most of it, ie, the brain and the wonders it holds. We humans, in my opinion, or at least this human feels like we don't have a clue as to the true meaning or power of our brain. Jaja, I slept good last night, awoke really early this morning, I am looking forward to the day and all it's splendor. Looking forward to being part of the moments in time, moments that will only survive in the depth of my soul, only to be relived by myself and my memory. Feeling a bit mystical this morning. Hoping everyone has a good day/night. Gotta go...

Truth...

There is truth. One truth, even though it gets murky in it's reality. My truth, your truth, his truth, her truth, their truth. Is truth something that you can change? Or for that matter, is history being changed? Can people realize the history of the truth and whether or not it is real? I have no idea really, just questions filling my feeble brain, making me wonder and ask myself questions. Was cool to watch truth being made, as well as history, seeing Looie Ooosterhoosen winning the British Open was super cool and he made history, a little peice of truth. Nothing really happening here otherwise, we are enjoying the Norweician summer, we are just staying home this summer vacation, Saltnes, where we live, is a popular destination for people from Oslo who spend their summers in their cabins. We have the beach, golf courses, biking and of course all kinds of boating. Gotta go folks, the wife is looking at me, it's the look of, 'get the hell of the pc' or else, hahahaha..... later gators...

Facebook...

Have been arm twisted into using Facebook ,-)

Nah, but seriously it was great to see and hear from some good friends that I have lost contact with thru the years. Always fun to see what's up in other people's corners of the world. I have some bball players that use it and it might be a way for us to keep in contact, but that said, they do have their own website and they know that if I have anything to say to them, it will be there. But it was super to see and read about some of my oldest and best friends from another lifetime, long ago, in a galaxy far, far away... ,-)

Trying to get the blog and the facebook thing to work together better, to no good though, no big thang, I'm sure I'll figure it out 5 years from now... Well, gotta run... Take care.

Playing in da rain!

Players putting in some good work. We met up at Chichigon School and played for almost 3 hours in the on again off again rainy weather. Was fun to watch the kids play, see the looks of pure joy, smiles and laughs for shots made and missed. Without saying to much, these kids mean a lot to me and I'm proud of them all. Nothing really happening here in Norway golf wise, Leon and I were out at the club yesterday, hit a bucket of balls, putted and had a blast. I hit two balls and that was enough for the knee, still waiting in the 'q' for an operation. Not a huge deal, but it would be nice to be a littel more active and maybe play some golf. Maybe next season da. British Open is this week. Rory McLroy shot a 63 yesterday. Pretty amazing stuff, -9, one shot off the all time major record, 62, no one has ever shot a 62 in a major championship. I didn't get to see his round, maybe I'll be able to see it on some re-run someplace. Gotta go.. Later folks...

Brave New World - Aldous Huxley

Aldous Huxley got his book published in 1932. This poster is from the movie made some 30+ years later. He was a humanist and pacifist, and he was latterly interested in spiritual subjects such as parapsychology and philosophical mysticism. He is also well known for advocating and taking psychedelics. I have both read the book and seen this movie. The book was a lot better for those wanting to feel the ideas of the book in the way the author intended. I do not agree in his idea's or defense of paradise-engineering. It's way to much like human-engineering/eugenics.

Here's a little of a book review I like:

"Thus BNW doesn't, and isn't intended by its author to, evoke just how wonderful our lives could be if the human genome were intelligently rewritten. In the era of post-genomic medicine, our DNA is likely to be spliced and edited so we can all enjoy life-long bliss, awesome peak experiences, and a spectrum of outrageously good designer-drugs. Nor does Huxley's comparatively sympathetic account of the life of the Savage on the Reservation convey just how nasty the old regime of pain, disease and unhappiness can be. If you think it does, then you enjoy an enviably sheltered life and an enviably cosy imagination. For it's all sugar-coated pseudo-realism.


In Brave New World, Huxley contrives to exploit the anxieties of his bourgeois audience about both Soviet Communism and Fordist American capitalism. He taps into, and then feeds, our revulsion at Pavlovian-style behavioural conditioning and eugenics. Worse, it is suggested that the price of universal happiness will be the sacrifice of the most hallowed shibboleths of our culture: "motherhood", "home", "family", "freedom", even "love". The exchange yields an insipid happiness that's unworthy of the name. Its evocation arouses our unease and distaste."

I know this might seem like, "What the heck... is Kevin taking about now...?" Read the book with today's world in thought, see what is happening around the world, who and what are being changed into a modern "Brave New World?". There are many different things happening around the world and not all of them hugs and kisses.

Read the book by clicking on this link:  http://huxley.net/bnw/one.html

Sol ned gang...

The end of the day. Always a mystical time. Catching the beauty of the day's simple wonders, a smile from your wife, daughter and son. Seeing him and her grow into people, trying to build them into confident, caring, honest, good individuals. Sharing the pure joy of him/her when they run to you, arms open wide, seeing that joy and love in their faces, warmth of their faces against mine, feeling the trust of just being Pappa, knowing that I'd do anything in the universe to protect and love them, forever... until the end of time. Standing and watching the sun set over the water, feeling good about life, her hand in mine, feeling the softness of her palm, feeling the breeze through our hands as we held each other lightly. How does one appreciate such a moment and not take it for granted? Finding a sort of peace in the end of the busy day, with the setting of the star and the hopes for the upcoming day. Gotta Run... Kevin

Dreams...

Had a dream 'tonight', meaning it was during the day today, I worked a night shift last might and while sleeping durin the day today I had dreams. Good dreams, bad dreams and what to make of them. Is there something to be said about them? Can they be dechiphered? Can you find 'the truth' through them? Is is God talking to you somehow? Or the Devil? What is making the dreams so real? Why do the feelings stay with you when you wake up? Do they comfort or lead to dispair? Can you believe what is in them? I have always had questions about dreams, sometimes upon waking I'll feel like wanting to go back into them, escape into the dream reality and be there. That has been the case when the dream is 'good'. When the dream is 'bad' I might awake scared, sad, mad, confused, frustrated, you name it. And why is that so? Shouldn't I be moved by 'happy' or 'good' dreams as much as the bad? Is there more to 'read into' the bad dreams than the good?

Our mind is an incredible thnig and I am fastinated by it da... Gotta run... See ya'll in the dreamworld ,-)

Summer....

We've had some nice weather as of late, the last couple weeks or so have been fairly warm but not terrible at all and down by the water it's about perfect. I got to get my hoop up asap, maybe tomorrow I can make a few stops and see about just getting it done. I have a steel backboard and a rim, but the backboard is so heavy that I'm not sure what'll hold it up, anywho.... Have been trying to get some contact with the basketball players, feeling like I'm going to have to just inform them when and where I'll be and if they want to come, then super, if not, no biggie. I just hope that we are able to hit the ground running this year and can make some progress in regards to our man to man d. Good group of kids, I just hope we get all of them back to next season and that some of them have put in some hard work on their own. For me I'm just working, getting ready to paint the deck on my first week off, looking forward to getting the knee operated and maybe being able to be a little more active, jogging would be fun maybe, at least biking and sea kyaking are real fun. We are looking at some boats, might get one for next season, wait until this fall and see if we can get a good deal. Golf wise?, Leon and I were out at the course two days in a row, he hit balls on the driving range the first day and we putted the second. He's was still talking about the driving range today.... He was hitting it maybe 35 meters on average. Funny to watch, little guy. I hit maybe 5 balls, weird enough all with a little draw, actually hit 3 of the 5 ok, almost in the sweetspot. Leon hit 3 buckets and wanted to hit more. Gotta go...Take care da ;-)

Why, what and where?

Is it here? Is this the place we find it? Someplace within the deep fjords of our minds? What is it that controls it? Where does one get the control of it? Can it be unlocked? Is the soul it? Is the soul there in our mind ?Or is the soul a realm of the heart? Maybe a combo of both? Something tells me that we are not using the vast potential of it. I know of all the so called studies about how many % this, and how many % that... science, brain science, the study of the brain, I wonder what a brain surgon would say. I don't know any, plus, if I can live out the remainder of my life and atually never have to meet one, well, I'll be very, very blessed and in some ways lucky. Can someone's amount of 'bad luck' result somehow, someway, into that person at some point giving in to the idea of it all, good and bad luck, the whole idea of luck, package it all up and throw it out, all of it, toghether? Throw it out and start to think of the why are we here? What are we doing? Where are we going? Maybe forgetting for a moment this idea of fate, planned futures reached and unreached, people, ideas, things loved and lost, to life, to life itself, is this something we can do a humans? Surrender to the facts? The fact that must be, and that is the truth of it all, we do only have one life, if it ends here on this planet, never to see the light of the sun, moon and stars again, my life, her life, his life, their life, everones life... people who have died and come back ALL pretty much the same things, from all different places and cultures around the world, they ALL talk about the light. What ever that is, that must be the next step, maybe that's where we'll find the answers, all of them, at the same time. Or, maybe it will be the start of something new, something that will give more questions than answers? God only knows, a typical and often used phrase for people that believe the bible god and those who don't, or those of us who just don't know. The common use of the phrase might tell us something about the common knowledge that we really don't know, we think we know, and some people are willing to die for thinking they know, I know that we are all going to die someday, and when we do, we'll find out then and that's fine with me, I'm in no rush or need to know actually and I know for sure, I like not knowing. Imagne if we did know for certain, and we knew for certain that the after life was really heaven, heaven for everyone, my question I guess is, why would this exsistance be nessassary at all?? If anyone out there can anwser this, or give suggestions or comments, please do so! Whew, that was a lot... Sometimes that happens ,-)