Better than any excuse ;-)

Of course, from time to time, even we can miss some appointments. Note: we’re never late, because that would be so bloody impolite of us.

But what on Naboo can make a Giant Lazy Panda do such thing? Why, of course, let’s hear the excuse. Let it rain … !

Here’s what happened some time ago. Early in the morning, Panda set off to where it had to go. Better arrive there earlier than be late, it’s what Panda thought. But little did it know what was in the store for it. The instant Panda set foot out of room it stumbled upon something that.. shouldn’t have been there. But what was that – Yoda knows! Or maybe not even him. But somehow, some sort of portal was opened and BAM! Panda fell right through it. I don’t know, dear reader, if you’ve ever travelled through a portal. It’s a marvellous experience. It’s warm but not too warm. It smells like jasmine tea. Waves of M&M swirl round and round. And you can hear Beethoven’s Fur Elise, over and over again. And everything is painted in the most magnificent colour of them all – rainbow. Well, at least this is how this portal was — no idea about the others. And just when it got accustomed to that fuzzy feeling from inside the portal, BAM! again, Panda fell on something rather cold, but somehow fluffy. It was freshly fallen snow, all glittery in that morning’s light. It was everywhere. You couldn’t see anything else except for.. snow. Panda sure loves snow an awful lot, but it can’t stand being late. That’s why it simply couldn’t enjoy the little adventure, nor care about sightseeing. Fretting about the unexpected it couldn’t change, it didn’t notice that the snow was moving. Then a bitter wind started howling, and all the little Panda could feel was cold getting to its bones. ‘Now, hurry up, mate. No point staying here!’ a funny high-pitched voice cried at it. But.. who spoke? Still awestruck by the nature’s power, Panda finally noticed the two little yellow pointy ears coming from snow. It stooped to take a closer look, but that’s when the wind decide to go full power. And it blew the little panda across the snowy fields, quite far away from where it was. But something like a balloon stopped its falling and it didn’t get hurt. It turned backwards just in time to see a broad smile on the face of quite a peculiar.. creature. It was round like a balloon, had little hands and huge green puppy eyes and two little ears. And it was some sort of pale pink. It gave the little panda a warm hug, and quickly jumped around. Funny feeling Panda had, probably that’s how kangaroos feel like when they’re hopping round and round all day. And then, the creature suddenly stopped and put Panda down. Underneath its feet wasn’t snow, but grass – green, healthy looking grass. ‘How peculiar’ thought the little Panda. It wasn’t difficult to notice that the sun was up and shining and the sky was cloudless – no trace of snow! Nor wind could it feel. It was warm, just like a day of spring. But how could that be possible? ‘Well, face the impossible, traveller!’ cried an owl sitting in a nearby tree. ‘And welcome, stranger!’ all kinds of voices yelled from all corners of the… what looked like a huge garden. Blossoms from a cherry tree were dancing in the rhythm set by the calm wind and it felt so peaceful, the little panda was taken aback by the view. Truly peaceful. ‘Why, let’s dig in!’ a Cheshire cat cried and pointed to something behind Panda. It was a long table, with a very colourful table cloth on it. Plates, teaspoons, cups and a couple of kettles were marching towards the table, each of them occupying a certain place as if they were told where to sit, and they were obediently following certain orders. Trees nearby started stretching their branches, creating what would resemble some swings, placing them where chairs should’ve been. They sure looked comfy. Panda was simply mesmerised. Left speechless by the wondrous things it was witnessing, it had no idea what to do, and simply forgot about being late for its appointment. Then a little dinosaur-like creature whispered to it: ‘C’mon, don’t sit there like a statue!’, and grabbed the little panda’s hand and went straight to the table. A single seat was still free, the rest being occupied by creatures Panda had never seen on Discovery Channel. When it spotted those two little yellow pointy ears, the little creature winked and smiled at Panda. They sure were a merry bunch. All of them were cheerfully chatting in all sorts of languages and it looked like they could go on and on forever. But silence suddenly engulfed the garden — tea was being served. A sweet, wonderfully scented jasmine tea. The best tea Panda had ever had in its life — and it sure drank lots of tea! Afterwards they all resumed their talking, but this time they were explaining to Panda where it was. It seems that that realm was the result of Narnia and Imaginationland’s crashing into each other, during an earthquake that happened long, long, time ago. They got there by accident and couldn’t return to their homeland because of a weird barrier surrounding the realm. But they didn’t mind that. Nope, not at all. After they got to know the surroundings, they started living in peace and harmony with nature and felt for the first time in long long time that they’ve found their home. That’s why they had decided to stay there and make sure that any traveller to those lands would be reminded what peace and harmony truly mean. The little panda was thinking to itself that they’re doing quite a great job. That’s when the Cheshire cat came floating on a little purple cloud and knotted to its tail was a moving table. On that table was a huge chocolate cake, decorated with colourful little stars. Everybody started cheering and the cat winked at Panda. Not too long after they’ve finished eating the cake and drinking the second cup of tea, something was slowly changing. ‘It’s time for you to go, little one’ said the owl, pointing to the little panda. Swirls of M&M were appearing from nowhere and faintly at first, you could hear Beethoven’s Fur Elise. After bidding farewell to everyone and being hugged by the balloon-like pink creature, Panda stepped into the portal that meanwhile opened right behind it. And that’s how it left that world. It came back near the door, outside of its room. Glanced at its watched and noticed it stayed exactly two hours in that world. It missed the appointment, but for the first time, it didn’t feel sorry.

I’ll leave it up to you…

Here you are, always trying to change the world.. Or to face the truth and admit that the world is changing you, petty earthling.

On a side note, we’re not trying to belittle the human race, although we are, from certain points of view, most definitely superior (that sounded so harsh, pardon us), because we are just random blips of imagination, thrown in this dark corner of the blogosphere (oh yes, here, spheres have corners — lots and lots of little corners).

But you know what they’ve always told you, remember the Sunwell. Also, from Shakugan no Shana, we do remember, more or less, that treating things as just things isn’t the right thing to do.  And yet, you might say that those are just anime, so why on Naboo heed them?

You, dear earthling, most certainly would have a point in thinking in such way. Unfortunately, we’re so bloody stubborn we simply don’t care. Because we are we, and that’s more than enough to turn one’s world upside-down.

Why, of course, the Giant Lazy Panda, the Ice-cream Monster, the Evil Clown and a bunch of Snowy gnomes and Alice the Undead from time to time won’t pluck up the courage to try and change the world. Neeeah, not in a hundred years.

But you surely agree that sometimes the tea simply tastes differently. Even though it’s the very same tea you’ve always drank, always with three teaspoons of sugar and one of milk. And yet, the taste is different. Why’s that so, earthling?

Could it be because you’re an earthling and you are restricted by that fact? Oww, is that so, little creature?

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Try defying gravitation. You’ll find it easier than trying to understand why the tea tastes differently from time to time.

Humans.. pff -_-’

Is the imagination ocean frozen?

Not as long as you keep on drinking tea. 

We vs. time

And here we are, folks, back on track, after quite a long absence.

Curious about the reason, might you be, little padawan? Probably not, but really.. what the Force, all we care about is tea.

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We’ve been in a dire battle all this time. We have fought tooth and nail for something that is ours. For something that is simply fading away for no particular reason. It’s a battle against time.

And he won it.

But remember, time, you won a battle (actually quite an impressive number of battles), but not the war!

Wait, a war? But we are so bloody peaceful that even the tea we drink thinks he’s immortal. And yet we are constantly fighting.

If you don’t eat yer biscuits, they will expire. If you don’t drink yer tea, it will get stale. If you don’t enjoy every day, time will pass you by. Wait, here’s the error in yer program! Time isn’t a variable declared by you. It’s one of the system’s! Thus you can’t really fiddle with it. And all it’s left it’s to battle it. And that’s how all started…

The sea will tell you the rest of the story, but we’ll tell you one little secret.

There’s one way to bypass time’s limitations. Time, after  a couple of cups of tea, gets… drunk because of happiness. That thing, time, enjoys tea so much that he gets high on life whenever he drinks more than three cups. Add some choco biscuits and you’re ready to go.. to a great party. Seems like a never-ending party, because time by himself is there, with you. But of course it isn’t, and after Mr. Time gets sober again, yer computer will show you the truth: you’re living now in a new year; you’ve been tricked once again by Times’ innocence and you danced the way the song was sung.

But it’s totally worth it, so stay chipper and keep an eye on lazy pandas: they make the best tea in the Universe!

 

 

Snowing…

Snowing.. so nicely, so peacefully..

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It’s as if all boats are slowly drifting to the shore, to the mother-ship.

And we all stay inside and enjoy a nice cup of tea. Everybody’s chipper and we’re looking forward to building a snow-man as soon as we get enough snow. And the Ice-cream-monster has baked biscuits and everybody is nom om nom nom-ing.

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My, my, my. So peaceful that it gets eerie.

Rain on the roof

Yes, it is raining.

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And that’s how everything began. Because, when it began, it wasn’t raining. Nope, not at all. And that was the problem — way too much of a sunny day for this time of year. The mad tea cup couldn’t stand this sudden change of plans but she simply caved in and went for a stroll down the park. But how come, cave in, the stubborn mad tea cup? Oh, that’s because she, after all, does enjoy some sunny times in the park, when leaves are falling from a tall tree and the wind carries them away as if they were levitating and so forth. Yes, the mad tea cup truly enjoys walking in the park. But, after all, is there in the world a mad tea cup which doesn’t? I highly doubt.

And yet, there still is the dark side of the moon. What the mad tea cup truly wanted was some snow. Or at least some rain. Something that wasn’t shiny, nor warm — something to mingle cold and colour while still having that special something. So here you get a mad tea cup which is drowning in a sea of thoughts.

But was that really a sea of thoughts? Really, really?

Why, of course not.

It was raining.

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It stopped raining. Who stole our dear tea clouds?

Maybe…

I think I’ll run away.

Mind if we talk later?

All about them.

And here we are, still fighting for our cup of tea.

Wait… fighting? Oh, my my. No, dearie, we never fight. We live in peace and enjoy our tea.

Then.. what’s all the fuss about?

It’s all about them. Them!

You are probably quite aware of the fact that we don’t actually live in the very same world as you do. I mean, it might be the same world, but a different… dimension. Or it might be the same dimension, but a different layer. And so forth. And it used to be all full of tea and joy and everything used to go smoothly. Until they got on stage. And they are those who try to drag us into their world, belittling our efforts to keep biscuit boxes in order.

Yes, they are some sort of creatures that might live in yer world as well. Be sure to check, although it’s a tad difficult, because they look just like humans. But not to fret, there is one way of telling them apart!

Of course there is: they don’t like tea.

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Suppose you’ve already guessed, that’s why we went missing for quite some time; it took us long to make them agree to sign a treaty , by which they let us be and we don’t question their unnatural love of chocolate.

 

Arrrghhh…

We …

We are… still alive!

So you say you’d like a life of yer own?

Oh really, little one?

And what can a life do for you? What can you do to keep the spark alive?

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Probably nothing, because you’re made of wood. You’re a pencil, little one, and life is something you have no need for. Leave that to those pesky humans roaming around and eating everything.

You know, little one. Good thing I’m an alien and not a human. I will never ever think of eating you. ;}