Rejected Food.

In my Anthropology course we study different cultures. We spoke about food and eating-behavior from other people, who are not living in our society. Some meals are really "different" and will never be my favourite food. In other cultures they are "normal" and I am sure that not every foreign would like our flavours. I told some friends what other cultures food is and was shocked, how they judged and execrate the people from the cultures.
Imagine that you are living in another culture and have to eat some of the following food.
Do you have experience? What would you do? What are you think about it? How do you feel? ... Do not forget, you are really hungry after a few days!!!

eel, kangaroo tail, dog, guinea pig, raw squid, sea slugs, ants, monkey brains, grubs, possum, rattlesnake, iguana, horse, dolphin, pickled pig's feet, haggis, cow brains, blood sausage, raw steak, rotten meat, armadillo...

endless strong.

A bumble bee's wing area is 0.7 cm2
with a body weight about 1.2 grams

According to the known laws of
Aerodynamics, it is impossible for
it to fly under these circumstances.

But a bumble bee does not know human laws, and
flies!

Attention: Quote!

"Don't worry - we humans are just temporary."

Stupid white boy.

I am reading the questions.
Seven in number.
No one of them is activating my memories.
The teacher is observing the students who are writing.
"Does everyone understand the questions?"
I am smiling, not more than not.
I am standing up and giving my quiz back to the teacher.
All of them are looking at me and seeing a white boy with a blank white paper in his hand.
Walk of shame.
When I am looking in your faces I am feeling antipathy against your judgment and superficiality, not more.
I am looking out of a window.
And I am seeing two squirrels who are running around a tree.

I am smiling, because I know...
...that no one can study dreams.
...that evil defeats love.
...that it is not important, if a glass of water is half full or half empty; we should enjoy each sip regardless.
...that humans gain confidence in themselves when they look at the stars.
...that it is fun to jump into puddles.
...that I love, because I am keeping myself with labour.
...that life crucifies and crowns us.
...that flowers only grow with the change of sun and rain.

Human, I do not need your damn education, because I know that the sky is blue, it was blue yesterday, and it will be blue tomorrow.

Hunger growth in Africa.

I read about a new trend:
Gasoline made of wheat and corn,
because normal Gasoline is too rare and expensive.
Should I tell this to my children during our next road trip:
That two people starve to death, because of our filled up tank?

Gameday

Autumn again. Saturday again. The wake up taste in my mouth again.
Showering. Bebe Lotion. Kissing the cross.
Soy chocolate milk. Peanutbutter. And Jam.
Homework. Studying. I will do it tomorrow.
Skyping. Writing a letter. I will do it tomorrow.
Pumping up the beats. Nodding my head to it. Clenching the fist.
Pushups. Sinking in a Dream. Escape.
Popping the collar. Cap. Nikes.
Pumping up the beats. Spitting on the street. Looking into the sky.
No chilling. No Flirting. No touching
No small-talk. Not funny. Just a feeling in the stomach.
2 ½ hours. Toward South. Derbytime.

Some guys don’t understand why. Some guys use the weekend. Some guys like to chill at a warm house. Some guys love a girl in a cinema at the weekend. Some guys say that I take it too serious. Some guys mean that is not a reason for mentality…

I see cars that speed by me, also the thermometer plummets. 288 Miles. The Toilettes at the rest stops smell like as always. And the sandwhich tastes too empty.

But it is Autumn. It is Saturday. It is Derbytime. Virginia Teach against The Virginia Cavaliers. I see the floodlights. Hells Bells is sounding. The Team will come out soon. I freeze my ass off. But for the next 90 minutes I am fucking sure:
Here I am at the right place. I should be here, because it is Saturday; Gameday.

Don't fear death - Fear that you'll never start to live.

Give me a rope.
Go with me to a tree.
And I will show you how beautiful life is...