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Merry Very Very Merry Magic Christmas

Merry Christmas, My Dears!

Be MERRY, HAPPY, HEALTHY, WEALTHY, JOYFUL, LOVED and BLESSED! Always remember to SHARE and tell that you LOVE! Always keep in mind and remind to others: always have and follow FAITH, PEACE, WISDOM! And know: MIRACLES DO HAPPEN! ;)

My ultimate favorite Christmas song of 2012 Winter holidays by Fun On AFROgliuck’sNoizeWave:

Let the Magic Begin!

Cheers, My Dears,

AFROgliuck

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Adopt a couple of wings & fly!

This is how I feel tonight - let’s adopt a couple of wings and get even closer to our awesome dreams! ;)

Nightmares on wax 70’s 80’s “Mind Elevation” on AFROgliuck’sNoizeWave:

Follow Your Dreams, My Dears!

A.

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Past-me catches up with present-me to confirm future-me

It’s been thousands of times I faced this phrase “even if something wrong happens today, it always leads to better tomorrow“. I was almost about to call this phrase “so yesterday”, since it has seriously been used for too many times, BUT..

Sooo… Even though I stock my info on PC, 2 hard discs and Mac, there’s never enough space. When I decided to get a new movie downloaded it was just too obvious that it won’t be happening unless I erase some serious amount of stuff from my Mac. That’s the point where the wrong (too fully packed Mac) brought me to pretty amazing point of my life. Of course to delete things with closed eyes is just too cruel procedure for me, so I have to check every single thing before it goes to trash. I just opened one document and found  4 lines written down there. I had no clue what any of them meant, but the use of hyphen was a hint that there is a huge possibility it leads to music. (Since the early days I have a habit to write down the song the moment I hear it and like it. Even if it’s in the middle of the desert - i still do that! I mean it!) So I checked the last written line in that document on youtube (the line was “The Go! Team - Get it together”) BTW, the original date of the document brought be back to 2008 September 28. That time I was working as an on-air presenter of the radio show at the most popular “MTV”-type national radio station in Lithuania..

On AFROgliuck’sNoizeWave:

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If someone asked me about my present now, especially to describe it, I’d run out of words immediately. The only things I could say, would be “Transition“. This year (as in my 23 year) was pretty crazy - radical and life changing. It just suddenly dawned on me to switch to completely different career path. So in short, I’d say that somehow during this year I managed to loose my passion for the things I had been doing for ages (which always had made me feel so confident about my self and secure), to come up with an idea to leave everything behind and dive into the very beginning of everything. I flew half of the world for my potentially new career studies (till then I had no clue about diamonds or what so ever..), I quit my job (in music industry) and I decided to become an expert in diamonds & fine jewelry & generally to focus on niche luxury lifestyle industries. (…and actually, to my surprise, not so long after I came back home with my new diploma, it already got claimed publicly: photo of me and my friend from “Fashion Night 2012″ main event got published in lifestyle magazine with the title “media communication expert (my friend) and diamond grading expert (me)”) I spent big part of the year talking to people, how to understand who I am, how to rediscover my passions, how to find the inner peace, how to start hearing my intuition again, I reevaluated pretty much everything from the core in my life, I made a strong bond with couple of very important people in my life, I found oceans of spirituality in myself (who could have ever thought it’s possible with me at all?!!!), I re-believed (if that’s an existing word in English, but you get what I mean :D ) in the world, in people, in the new concept of my potential future life and most importantly in my self.

Basically, somehow in only one year I managed to bury my self to the core and to raise like a phoenix from the ashes. The phrase sounds pretty iconic but trust me the whole process wasn’t that iconic, actually there were some seriously bloody moments at some points. STILL the phoenix has risen! (I still haven’t got rid of all my fears or inside demons, whatever you prefer, and one of them is the fear to jinx the future, so I still can’t reveal what’s exactly is happening at the moment in my life, yet it makes me feel really weird and grateful at the same time, so stay tuned, haha).

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Back to the point. I checked the phrase on youtube and apparently it was a song. Moreover, it was a song that apparently I really liked at that point of my life (in 2008 september 28). Because of pretty huge role the music has always played in my life, in the lives of my closest friends and especially because of my strong believe the idea that music is one of the most accurate mirrors of personality, suddenly the past-me just popped out right in front of me again. It brought back all memories of that period life, of me, of my hopes and fears, struggles and joys. Only now I realize how young by all means I was then, yet I still relate to that past-me soooo much. I still like the song I liked then. I like what I see in the reflection of the mirror of that song. And the mostly I like the distance how far I’ve gone from then till now.

Yesterday I faced a strong reality check. The positive one, but it was definitely a reality check, when to be honest, for the very first time in my life I fully understood and embraced the idea of pulling my self together and getting it together in my life. Today all day long while running the errands I kept going through that fact again and again and again. For the very first time in my life everything seems so serious, responsible and real. So clear and so REAL. (Maybe after all, I wasn’t fully right saying that big part of me will never grow up..) During this year, there were many people sharing their wisdom of the life and one of the most often told ideas was to read signs & to listen to people and my self because the answers are always out there (some people said the god gives directions through signs and speaks through lips of people). I remember my self for couple of months spending at least an hour every evening sitting in the terrace of my New Delhi apartment, staring at the blank wall and constantly asking same questions over and over again in hope to finally get the answers.

Today it’s about two weeks till my 24th birthday. Some philosophies claim that people are reborn every 12 year. Personally I always had a thing for 23 - this magic number that I never knew the reason for, so there always was this silent movement in my head going on, that 23 year of my life will be the breaking point, where major changes will happen. Great intensity, signs lined up in the perfect sequence all together and this last call from the past (even though some of you may say - such a minor) coincidence (I know that in reality coincidences do not exist) gave me the final closure and confirmed that even though I’m going through some serious transitional period I’m on the right track and that’s the reason I must remain the faith in all that, no matter how unbelievable it might seem. I always wanted to write a book, but for that I always thought my life should be significant, magic and inspiring. Now I see that my life has started writing that book for me and You know what - I’m crazily excited about the upcoming chapter.

It was pretty awesome and outstanding feeling to catch up with my-past-self at least for as long as the found song was on. I’m grateful for closure and confirmation to be proud, calm, confident, faithful, positive, peaceful and most importantly determined to move on closer towards my Great Empire (as I partially in joke manner and partially in dead serious manner call the package of it all together in my future).

Cheers, My Dears, and till the next catch up already in the future!

Always Yours,

A.

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Boring-whaaaat?

Have you ever heard of boring life? Have you ever lived one? If the answer is yes, in that case, will you please tell me what it means? Weird favor to ask? Let me tell you something then.

(Moving pictures of my breakfast terrace view. pretty awesome right?)

9:30 am: Beautiful and delicious breakfast in the terrace of the very south of Red sea coast. Temperature: 32 °C….

…at some moments you can hardly see the line between the sky and the horizon of the sea, how baby blue it all is. Amazing staff doesn’t let me stop smiling and is cheering me up with local stories and last heads-up of last moments together before the flight.

(I know.. I know.. it’s kinda really lame to take a photo of even the plate you’re having your food from, but, seriously, even the breakfast plate shouts amazing tropical vacation and the sun even in the morning coffee cup makes the final claim!!!)

PAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUSSSSSSEEEEE

7:30 pm: my plane just landed. OMG!!!! It’s crazily windy. Dark of course. It’s the first time I see snow this year.. And it’s 3°C!!!

8:30 pm: I’m running up the stairs, already thinking what I’ll have for the proper dinner after tiring endless hours oldschool plain trip and also thinking what to wear, since in an hour I must be at one of my most beloved friends birthday celebration.

9:30 pm: I’m freaking out. Seriously freaking out. Even though I’ve had food and got dressed, the sparkling ice frozen street I see through the window is driving me crazy.. and the worst part is that I gonna have to drive that street my self… Have I mentioned that I’ve never ever ever driven the car with nobody else by my side? So at this moment I’m thinking that I’m getting out of my mind and getting late too.

9:49 pm: Relationship status from ‘LOVE’ converted to ‘LOVE-HATE’. I used to love Vilnius old-town unconditionally. Now there is one condition why instead of just loving it I also hate - the inside yards are just too tiny and narrow, especially when I have to park the car twice bigger than I’ve ever parked any other cars before… and I’m even more late.

10:11 pm: I’m about to enter the building but these weird people are blocking the main entrance while standing these, discussing something really loudly and painting on some industrial piece which is even bigger in size than the regular human beingWeird night.. I mean it..

10:19 pm: I enter the apartment. I surprise my dear beloved b-day boy, since by the primary plan my plain was supposed to land only day after his b-day, so my show-up was unexpected, say to the very least. Woohoo!

10:22 pm: Door bell rings. “SURPRISE!!!”. Guess who? - weirdos! The same weirdos with weird industrial piece. Apparently it’s a part of the gift to b-day boy :DDD WHAT’S NEXT?..

00:00 (or something like that, since the time just extincted): THIS IS WHAT HAPPENED NEXT (see above)!!! and continued for god knows how long (translation: the b-day boy suddenly appears in the kitchen in the costume of the tin man and the new version of “Dorothy and the Wizard of Oz” started.) We sang and danced to the weirdest and lamest songs and also to the most sentimental ones. The weirdos were the ones I didn’t know before, but eventually everyone became one. A.k.a. The only way to survive and have tons of proper fun and blend in was to literally do weird stuff or just crazy or whatever you call and not to worry about how it looks from the outside.

..YES I WAS ALSO CAUGHT RED HANDED WHILE WEIRD-DOING. AND IT WAS THE BEST 2 HOURS AFTER LANDING I’VE EVER HAD IN MY LIFE! I can’t wait to repeat it all!

p.s. I love crazy people (they are damn smart in a day time and damn silly at night), because they are awesome!

p.p.s. Happy Birthday, my dear beloved Riccio, once again! :)***

From the oceans of fabulous life,

Yours

AFROgliuck

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Emerald Coral Coast and Sahara reminder
(view through the window: emerald colored coral coast during the sunrise after too early wake up)
2012 10 14: ‘Results of throwing myself out of my comfort zone: Too long day, too much sun, too long 16 hours road through the Sahara alone with complete strangers, too early wake up before sunrise, the drive during the sunrise on the liveliest emerald coral coast along the very south of the Red Sea and midnight desert traffic jam because of sand storm made me realize - my life’s damn awesome.. And I can’t be thankful enough for how my life turns up every single second of it.’
Cheers, My Dears,
AFROgliuck

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B.E.

Grasp&Embrace.

Always Yours,

AFROgliuck

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My first experience of tasting Sparkling blood

*You know what they say - judgy wudgy was a bear”

Here’s a piece to the ones that would read a word “diamond” and right after that would go crazy, how “bloody” business it is and how some one would dare to even think of getting into these kid of things, supposingly becoming one of the horrible supporters of wars in poor tortured Africa..

CALM DOWN AND CONTINUE READING

My Dear folks, please, get your selves introduced  to Kimberley Process (here) .

For the record, I point this out not as not the solution to the problem but as the beginning of your own personal critical thinking which would hopefully lead you to bigger picture a.k.a. without Leonardo diCaprio in it anymore, yet much closer to the reality.

Be open-minded, be critical thinking lead, do question as much as it’s possible, because even though diamonds are fully packed into this mystic cover it really is very interesting niche to think of time to time and to get more knowledge about that as one more thing which is so small but plays so important role somehow.

NAKED TO CONFESS

I remember my first thoughts in the very beginning of getting to know diamond world from closer. It sounded kinda like that:

“I live in this world for 23 years. I travel, I meet people. I’m curious about anything and everything. I read a lot. I’m in constant research of new conspiracy theories. I practically live in the Internet and get thousands of news feeds from all over the world every single day. BUT I never imagined that in this world there is the other world, which always has been there next to me. From the first sight it may seem small, very closed which make is seem as almost in the parallel dimension at the same present as we live. It’s like a big elephant in the room, except I never noticed it! How blind was I? How many more things are happening right next to me and don’t even register them happening? “.

So I’m pretty sure that now you get what I mean by “just get into the first contact with the thing. It may seem and be as nothing huge, but the function of this ‘irrelevant’ first contact may transform, reincarnate, if you like, into the gate to much bigger picture and your new approach to so many great things in the life.

p.s. If the right amount of attention is payed while reading the Kimberley Process brief, your next come back to read yet another blog post of mine will be absolutely different. You’ll perceive ideas with a completely different approach and from the different angle.

P.P.S. You know what, that’s pretty amazing or even incredible and ethereal, how powerful our mind is!

Wish you good luck in the new experiences from the bottom of my heart!

Always Yours,

AFROgliuck

Rodyk draugams




Down the rabbit hole: Saturday night with ALROSA & Cyrillic

Just realized and heard it in my my head out loud which made it unarguably official:

“I feel like Alice going down the rabbit hole, except that my rabbit is much more bling-bling, well at least his watch fob is definitely fully diamond encrusted”

What brought me to this kinda weird realization? - I spend my Saturday analyzing ALROSA’s website and additional info on that. And before that I was getting myself introduced to many more names, I’ve never heard of before. Shame on me for that, but most probably that’s exactly the reason which stopped me from the trippy road down the rabbit whole of diamond world for a couple of minutes was this blog post, which got finally inspired by Cyrillic. To be more exact, by trying to solve the puzzle called “Try to read Russian Cyrillic to understand the main idea of the text”.

Yet on the other hand I also am so happy that there was this moment 15 years ago or so, when I was ill so skipping school lessons and having my daddy staying at home to take care of me. THAT WAS THE LIFE-CHANGING moment. Completely for no reason, he sat me down and started asking me to read all city names written in Russian Cyrillic Script. That was the first time I was getting introduced to Russian Cyrillic in my life. And the last. (You know what? - I might be the worst reader of Cyrillic today, but if, hypothetically speaking, by any chance I got lost in the middle of Siberia - that’s the thing that would save my a*s from dying in the middle of nowhere! For sure!).

If getting back from ‘hypothetically speaking’ more to the reality, I can be honest here, it’s really annoying when I still can’t read properly, yet there is so much text I’m so curious to understand and there’s no translation in English what so ever, and cherry on the top - my Russian got so lost in translation during the last five years, that It basically reached the crisis level. Now it takes quite some time for me to fully cover the paragraph written in Russian. I can’t understand it without reading, so at first there goes struggle with the reading Cyrillic part and then tons of effort based try to understand the context by knowing only in the best case every other word. (sometimes I think I’m crazy just because the only one who’s challenging myself with the most unnecessary tasks is ME!).  Too many functions and too many converts of crazy Russian language brought me to the point where I felt like I just had my magic Alice drink where my head started turning into hot air balloon and the only way to stop that process was to stop Russian Cyrillic puzzle solving process immediately. At least for couple of minutes.

(Piaget square shaped Antiplano fob)

Yes, I do understand, that this blog post might be 99,99% any value free, but for the courtesy of 0.01% of possibility of some value, that would be cleared only in the future, let it be here as a reminder of when one day I’d open it and claim it as the proof of where it all started.

Cheers, My Dears,

Yours Alice from another Wonderland, where the rabbits keep diamond encrusted Piaget-square-shaped-Altiplano-like watch fobs and everything sparkles and reflects flashes of colors as if there are at least 11 suns in the sky instead of 1.

Rodyk draugams




Barcode: edgy & luxurious

This is how my state of mind & perception looks like visually:

They say that sometimes it takes even longer than the life lasts to finally figure it out - who you are, what you like and love, what you stand for and most importantly who&what is ‘yours’ from the bottom of the heart, when no social cliches are applied and you’re absolutely honest with your self no matter what.

…At other times it just clicks, downs on you when you meet someone or see something and you just know - it’s yours. After that you may start the denial part, but I guess that is just too little too late, since subconscious mind just spoke louder than what so ever else could.

Here’s my subconscious mind out loud - I saw and just knew that that’s exactly what I always had in my mind while mentioning “the most edgy in commercial state of mind environment and the most commercial in edgy state of mind environment”.

behind the scenes:

this is the original photo (see above), which caught my attention (while by the very first glance it got completely sold by mix of YSL & tattoo on hand in one pic). Though, after the mere moment, when I noticed the face, I realized - this part is already a bit over the top even for me. Still must admit - generally it looks really kinda cool, ah? ;)

..And some people say that there are no coincidences in life, but let’s leave this part to discuss the other time. I’ll just mention that couple of days back I shared this video on my facebook wall with the comment “worth watching”, now after almost finishing this blog post I noticed - it’s the same guy.

Last thing to say? - undoubtedly - LIFE’S BEAUTIFUL & FULL OF SURPRISES!

p.s. What’s your barcode?

AFROgliuck

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Holy trinity of boutique lifestyle

If someone asked me to continue the title of this post it would sound “Holy trinity of boutique lifestyle or holy trinity of my personal boutique lifestyle approach”. The best thing about boutique lifestyle and one of the biggest reasons I prefer boutique luxury over standardised luxury is the factor of personalization, exclusivity and by all means as fewer “mass - what so ever” as possible. So after having those three photos on my desktop ready to be uploaded to my blog (separately in different posts), I realized that they all have something in common after all. Now I know - it perfectly highlights one of the options of how I’d have my day while leading my boutique (unique, PERSONALIZED, not compromised) lifestyle.

1. Holy trinity of boutique lifestyle: breakfast in your personal pool.

2. Holy trinity of boutique lifestyle: lunch on the top of the world or pre-war building in the heart of New York.

3. Holy trinity of boutique lifestyle: mussels according to french recipe dinner under the chandeliers on the coast.

p.s. Because the biggest luxury is time, the option to choose and getting one and only. Asking of mass - customization? - this time I agree with the idea that sometimes the answer is in the question it self! Being more clear - mass is never exclusive. So if exclusivity defines the quality and luxury, then boutique defines the ultimate luxury.

Cheers, My Dears,

Always Yours,

Posh Yang

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