Saturday 12 May 2012

It is better to practice a little than talk a lot

When I heard this statement, I was a little confused. I then the obvious dawned on me. This phrase could be conveyed in a different way – don’t let your mouth write cheques that your butt can’t cash. Most people tend to talk a lot in order to mask or disguise the fact that they lack practice.  I didn’t just want to end it there, so I started thinking a little deeper about the phrase.
Why is it better to practice? I know they say that practice make perfect. But if there is no such thing as perfection, then why are we practicing? Doing all that effort to obtain the unobtainable seems a little crazy to me. I get that one can hone their skills and become better with repetition, but come on.

                     (Source: www.markstivers.com/wordpress/comics/2006-05-13%20Practice.gif)

Talking is greatly underestimated. Besides it being a great way to exchange ideas and to read people’s perceptions on life, talking plays a role. For example, a bully at school taking everyone’s lunch money and you decide to stand up to them.  You start bragging about how you know martial arts and describe to them how you beat up your last fight. If he is intimidated they will run away, never questioning your skills. However if he stays for a demonstration, your practicing will pay off.
My two cents on the matter: practicing is important when you have to demonstrate your talents. Talking should be used as the first initiative before we show what we can do because it allows us to understand each other on an intellectual level instead of just rushing towards brute force. That’s my two cents. Keep the change.

A wedding cake in the middle of the road

I know what you are thinking; a wedding cake in the middle of the road would be messy and confusing. Why would a cake be in the middle of the road and who did this? Some of us would rush over and help ourselves to a slice and leftovers. I thought about it and I could not believe my thought.
When I think of a wedding cake I immediately think of weddings and the sanctity of marriage; two lives coming together as one while people pig out on your buffet and doing the funky chicken or the electric slide. To me a marriage is an uphill climb with plateaus, edges, great decoration, with two people at the top enjoying the view that they strived their whole lives to see. The view is their elderly selves with a love stronger than the one when they first met. Not to forget that when one open up a piece of that cake and takes a bite, they can taste the labour of love that went into it. Yummy.
(Source: wedinator.icanhascheezburger.com)


The facts that the cake is in the middle of the road brings another interesting aspect. The road can symbolize the path that the married couple has chosen and situated themselves, in such a position that everyone must recognize it and acknowledge it. It will shock and frustrate most in the beginning, but the longer they take to understand it, they come around to a more observatory stance and accreditation.
My two cents on the matter: Marriage is a delicious and beautiful thing but it needs work and commitment, just like a cake. Once you are satisfied in your eternal union of love and reach the top; we should go out and show the world that in order to obtain love we should demonstrate what love is to all not matter what roads they travel, piece of cake. That’s my two cents, keep the change.