Showing posts from February, 2009

The capacity to love

Those who read my other blogs will know that I was recently in Taiwan for almost 2 weeks to train with my martial arts shifu (teacher/father) Master Chen Yun-Ching. During that time I (amongst others) was adopted as a "bai shi" - an inner circle student or "martial son" of Master Chen. It is one of the highest honours I have ever received in my life, and also ranks with some of the most emotional experiences I've had. During the trip I not only experienced the joy of being adopted into Master Chen's extended family, but I also formed some very close bonds with other members of our group. These bonds transcend the normal/everyday friendships one might have at work or sports etc; I'm talking about friendships that go to the pit of your stomach. That I should have made such friendships is possibly not an accident; Master Chen and his adopted brother James Sumarac had clearly hand-picked people from around the world who are of a like mind, character and

Come raining down on me

Come raining down on me: I'm dressed for overkill. A book with pages glued floats in my living room, the wallpaper is peeling back the years. My portrait underfoot is already just a blur; the colours have bled to grey. Let it pour down on me, my stained fingers need the rain. Let it pour down on me and wash all my memories again. I'll be standing here, watching the picture fade away. The mp3 of the song can be downloaded here . Copyright © 2003 Dejan Djurdjevic


You're such a great Jedi knight, teaching others how to fight; you make them practise day and night to defeat the empire. They say that you're a workaholic; though you're not a chocaholic you may become an alchoholic if you work on weekends. Yoda, you've gotta take it easy. I know that you can fight and maim and kill, but Yoda, take a major chill pill. Check your cholesterol, your BP and, most of all, your liver function for the toll of your stressful lifestyle. Someone's got to pay the rent, but if all your life is spent not taking off a moment, you'll get sick and cranky. When all is said and done, a war on evil can't be won. You won't be wishing for your gun at your retirement village. Yoda, you've gotta take it easy. I know that you can fight and maim and kill, but Yoda, take a major chill pill. Try watching Kill Bill, buy a new wardrobe, try shave an earlobe, call up the Fab Five, go on a long drive, take a vacation with a relation, go to Niagar