Wednesday, September 26, 2012

A few poems by ghg

dandelion
imbedded in the web
stuck for eternity


blue rope
tethered around pole
humanity cries



iron face screaming hospitality
and moving minds


geometric designs
screaming in the sun

I reply


jawline stubble
sighed from beside
please occupy my time


pushing air
between concrete lips
his impatient hands fidget



tongue out
"i don't have nothing
mister mister"




eye contact
tilted genuine smile
worldly collision




secondhand store
secondhand smoke
secondhand love



mortality

why do you care when your flesh rots?
why wonder
why ponder over naked lifeless raw bodies decaying
today
tomorrow
or years from now
this strange animalistic world will turn to stone
without the warm life of our souls
one smile connecting opposite ears
in never overrated
death is never death if life springs from inside
smell the earth while we are here
peel off the socks, peel off the clothes
death is only the end of an organism's existence

-grace H gutekanst

Thursday, September 13, 2012

Dublin

Dublin was grand!  Hustle & bustle and live music AND Guinness!  Also side note: the tea in Ireland is  Amazing.  Also the fish and chips are out of this world!  Also in one meal you can be served over four different types of potatoes.  It's quite funny.  People in Dublin walk extremely fast.  To the south (in uhmerricka) it would be considered as fast as a car.  Maybe I'm just used to slow walkers and slow talkers in Georgia.  Even older people book it.... maybe that's how they stay so skinny with all them starches.

But one part of Dublin was not all smiles.  It was actually super tragic and affected me a lot.  Well first let me explain that pedestrians don't always have the right of way and if they are walking and it's not time to cross on the sign then the cars will keep going no matter what.  Cars don't care about pedestrians and pedestrians don't car about cars and everyone is moving fast.

So...While walking to go to dinner in the middle of Dublin City centre, a lady started walking a second before the sign said she could and a taxi hit her straight on.  She fell on the pavement in the middle of the road flat on her face.  It made a huge crunch and everyone around was in shock.  She didn't move, her whole body face down and legs bent on the ground.  The guy with her devastated and reacted by starting a fight with the taxi driver and screaming.  People in the street were crying and covering their mouths.  No one picked her up.  No one moved her.  She didn't move.  The impact was so hard and from where I was standing with my friends, I couldn't tell if she was alright.  It seemed as though she died on impact but she could've just been unconscious.  It took a while for the police to come and the traffic just kept piling up with rows upon rows of cars behind the scene.  It was probably the most horrific thing I have ever seen.  I started thinking about her family and her friends, her husband?, the taxi driver who will now feel guilt for the rest of his life.   I almost couldn't believe what I just witnessed.  Huddles of people kept staring while her vulnerable body was laying on the cement.
I was worried to walk across crosswalks for the rest of the time in Dublin.  But accidents happen.

Other that horrifying experience.... my stay was wonderful.  At one of the pubs at night, O'Neils, it had live Irish music and the pub was so full with people.  There were people doing irish dancing, everyone was singing, and of course drinking.  It was great fun.

Thursday, September 6, 2012

Charlotte to Toronto: The start of my journey to Ireland

Charlotte Airport bloggin' it out.  My mom, dad, and sister followed me as far as they could while making faces, laughing, then crying, trying to embarrass me, and multiple hugs.  
I made it through the security line. phew.
A1 was where I was headed to go from Charlotte to Toronto!  You can't get a better flight than a flight full of Canadians. Fact.  
While waiting, there was only one seat left next to an Indian guy in his mid 20s.  I watched because I've been a creeper for most of my adolescence.  The Indian guy, with a dot not a feather, proceeded to pull out cologne out of a tiny box with a delicate ribbon.  Then... he sprays himself   BUT... not once, not twice, but six! Yes six times!  I like to think he was trying to impress me because he turned at me with a slightly creepy smile, but that might just be me trying to feed my ego, but let's go with it.  
(I like how I write as if I'm talking to an audience of readers...when let's be honest it's just a sane way of talking to myself)
Anywhoo... Also while I was waiting till boarding, I was highly entertained by two little twin arab kids.  They were too freakin cute!  They were two years old and had fuzzy backpacks and were eating cheetos.  I was extremely jealous.  I held it against them when I glared. They knew.
(I am so strange what am I writing.  Oh crap I'm talking to myself again)


I had a plane seat next to the window with an empty seat beside me and a hot British guy in front of me. Winning.  

I love Toronto, Canada!  Everyone smiles.  Also the hot British guy talked to me and asked me where I was going.  I told him Ireland and he said too bad because he's going to London.  (I quickly changed my flight to London.  Kidding. You guys are so gullible.  And by you guys I mean the other voices in my head).

I'll never see him again.
(because he died in a plane crash)
(I'm lying again... I just most likely will never see him again)

I had to wait an hour until boarding my flight from Toronto to Dublin.  But...there were huge TVs everywhere in the Toronto airport.  I might decide to live here.  In the airport that is.  I was watching a mastercard commercial that was all in french but the news is in english=Best of both worlds.  I think Canada took the best of it's favorite countries and then tried to go unnoticed so it would stay a special secret.  

And then on the news was a ripped sexy Canadian black guy with his shirt off and dreds breakdancing in the streets of Toronto.  I'm in love with Canada.  If American news was like this, I would watch the news more often.  

A guy next to me is reading his kindle and the whole thing is in chinese symbols!
CRazY awesome!