Forbidden Fruit

Some african tribes have developed a smart way to capture monkeys… they carve a coconut making a hole small enough to fit the hand but not the fist of the creature, and then they put a fruit in there and tie the coconut to a tree. The monky will put its hand in, grab the fruit but he can’t get it out! The hunters quickly storm in and capture the greedy being and instead of letting go of the fruit to free its hand and save itself, it still tries to hold on.

I worked hard for what I’ve achieved and it did not come easy as much as I try to convince myself for the sake of humbleness. But still despite the best conditions that I’m currently living I always keep wondering about my own fruit. Strange feeling to a man who just, a couple months ago, was suffering to make ends meet.

Getting too comfortable was the exact thing I was trying to dodge through out my life. I was always a backpacker who was getting ready to abandon ship if it goes down… I’m settling in, and I’m not completely comfortable with it.

I’m dull and my brain isn’t functioning as it used to, I finally made it Ma! I’ve joined the herd.

The monkey wasn’t greedy. He had no other alternatives.

May Allah Bless Abdi Hassan
My Somali brother Who died in Mogadishu trying to help his people and himself… may you reach the Gardens and have everlasting peace, amen.


Brown Stallions & Small Cubes

To bring the idea striaght home, I am a predictable feller

Depth is relative and how deep or shallow you manifest your thoughts is only defined by the precipitation of the parties involved.

But what drives us to be so?
Why are we seeking it?
and how important is to be recognized by other?
Which types of individuals do we want them to recognize it?
Is it a true alteration or is it pure freudism?
How important is the role of approval in being deep?

And sarcastically speaking what is the role of caffeine and nicotine?
How vital is it to our existence?

And honestly does anyone really give a ****?
Where do looks fit in all of this?
What criteria is there to judge and rate?

I chose a small glass cube, a steel ladder, a brown wild stallion and pretty yellow flowers that the storm that’s on it’s way is going to spoil… and it had nothing to do with my precipction of things, although I did love the illustration!

And on another unrelated but not so far note: Global Warming is real!