fake turkey and branston pickle sandwich on the fly for lunch, I opted for call of duty rather than meditation, a big mistake. two cups of coffee, dirty jeans, dirty white tshirt. hair needs a wash crumbs everywhere...surely indigestion. straight up the studio...wait phones ringing..it's my Dad, missed the call typing this out..it's cool I'll call him back. What was i saying? oh yeah, studio..doing gang vocals today, so close to finishing, Ian's been on form of late, good lad. maybe 7 days away from finishing tracking completely, then the mix then the master then the set up and the interviews then the tours...aahh good times I hope. wonder if anyone will ever hear what we didn't put out? wonder if anyone would care. What's gonna become of the 35 songs we didn't put on the album? Got a couple of paintings into a Gallery in Hollywood, private view tomorrow opening show on Friday..La Luz de Jesus, probably won't be able to attend because of recording. Priorities I know. here's a quote;
"Zen has no goal; it is a travelling without point, with nowhere to go. To travel is to be alive, but to get somewhere is to be dead, for as our own proverb says, "To travel well is better than to arrive".
A world which increasingly consists of destinations without journeys between them, a world which values only"getting somewhere" as fast as possible, becomes a world without substance. One can get anywhere and everywhere, and yet the more this is possible, the less is anywhere and everywhere worth getting to. For points of arrival are too abstract, too Euclidean to be enjoyed, and it is very much like eating the precise ends of a banana without getting what lies in between. The point, therefore, of these arts is the doing of them rather than the accomplishments. But, more than this, the real joy of them lies in what turns up unintentionally in the course of practice, just as the joy of travel is not nearly so much in getting where one wants to go as in the unsought surprises which occur on the journey."