Wednesday, April 18, 2007
Sorry...really
Sadly, we don't know when, we do what we feel like doing and then endure the consequences.
Sometimes I think that my brain goes on vacation exactly when I need it the most. Stupidity (yet again this subject comes into focus) is a real threat for the human race...some of the smartest people I know, tend to do the stupidest of things...why is that? Why do we tend to ignore simple points in a meeting that drive it onto a slippery slope, but, still, continue on that path...afterwards we want to bang our head on the wall on the "In the mood for love" soundtrack (for those who know ;) ).
So...
I regret making you mad,
I'm sorry if I made you sad,
I know you had a sucky day
and didn't need me anyway.
Still knowing that...I made you worry,
about some things your brain
really needn't carry...
All I can say...I'm truly sorry.
Monday, April 16, 2007
Dead Poets Society
What is this life if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.
No time to stand beneath the boughs
And stare as long as sheep or cows.
No time to see, when woods we pass,
Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass.
No time to see, in broad daylight,
Streams full of stars, like skies at night.
No time to turn at Beauty's glance,
And watch her feet, how they can dance.
No time to wait till her mouth can
Enrich that smile her eyes began.
A poor life this if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.
(William Henry Davies - "Leisure")
Like Dexter said...I feel my mind slowly slipping away. A hurricane of thoughts is stirring in my brain and the pain is physically experienced...no sleep, no food, no peace...I need a break...Rebreanu was right...time has no more patience. It's a fact that the Earth day is shrinking, we literally have less and less time. Is the Universe trying to tell us something, or is this an irrevocable sentence?...Maybe I shouldn't worry about how much time I have left and enjoy what the present time is offering me, but...well, I rarely act under the auspices of carpe diem and usually think about what has been and what is to come.
Who is the carpe diem type? Are you? Is the one next to you?
No...don't tell me, I don't need anyone's answer but my own :), you don't need anyone's answer, you don't need my answer, so I won't tell it...but I will give you the fortunate privilege of knowing that Dead Poets Society is a must...See it! Enjoy it!...and if you have seen it, see it again!
Wednesday, April 11, 2007
Fight for an answer
We get born, we eat, we shit, we fuck, we fall in love (if we're lucky), we think (if those around us are lucky) and we die...somewhere in between you got to ask yourself...Why? and What makes me as different as I pretend to be? Our ego is in a tight alliance with our mind...sad, because, the more we grasp intellectually the less we gain spiritually, the more we know the farther from the so-called happiness we run...sad, sad, sad.
The only people that are able to be happy in this life are the children, the idiots and the mad. Mircea Eliade said that only a mad man can survive mediocrity...I agree, because in the opinion of the almost-every-time-wrong majority geniuses, heroes and saints (the ones that really do something and the ones that really differ from the rest) were/are/and will be considered mad.
So...Why are we here?...Just pick and answer, if it satisfies you, than it's the right answer...
What makes me as different as I pretend to be?...Well, I guess my answer does...if I don't here one exactly the same...and if I do...well...I'll make a club...a Fight Club.
Tuesday, April 10, 2007
Oasis
Sometimes, for no clear reason, just out of the blue, you get angry...this wasn't the case, because I knew exactly why I was so angry (surely, if you got to this part, you think that I probably had some philosophical/existential/psychological issues to be angry for...far from the truth)...I was angry with myself for being stupid for several days in a row, in the two weeks prior to Easter.
Stupidity, oh cruel and many times unavoidable stupidity... Beware! We can all fall into the allurement, of the almighty goddess of stupidity, but you're better of laughing about the fool's moment than tormenting yourself about it.
After the anger, after the regret, after a few sleepless nights, I finally found my mind's oasis and it only took me one trip to the library and a few bucks. The miraculous peace bringer was the late Petre Tutea, a man that spent 13 years in prison because he committed one crime: he said what he thought during the Security period, during Communism.
Reading his 322 words of wisdom I realised that anything can be accepted and reasonably dealt with if you assume what you are and analyse it without judgement...after all, being judgemental is just a privilege of the intelligent, because they have the necessary wit-weapons to defend their prejudice in front of any crowd...
...but the fact is: we are many times too cocky to handle, even for us.
Sunday, April 8, 2007
Maybe tomorrow...
...wait and see, you never know how people and places can surprise you and maybe you'll learn something that will change your life forever or at least for enough time to make you realise the wrongs in it :)
Saturday, April 7, 2007
Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind
Love is patient, Love is kind,
It does not envy, It does not boast,
It is not proud, It is not rude...
Love...don't you love it?!
Love is patient, Love is kind,
It does not envy, It does not boast,
It is not proud, It is not rude,
It is not self-seeking,It is not easily angered,
It keeps no record of wrongs.
Love does not delight in evil,but rejoices with the truth.
Love always protects, always trusts,always hopes, always perseveres.
Love bears all things, believes all things,hopes all things, endures all things.
Love never ends.
L o v e N e v e r F a i l s.
Corinthians 13 : 4 - 8
Biologically, love is defined as a mammalian drive, much like hunger or thirst.
Love is essentially an abstract concept, easier to experience than to explain, but everybody can define love as they please and feel; your definition doesn't have to ring a bell in general, it has to strike a fine cord in your cortex and your "heart". Actually you don't have to have a philosophical, psychological or scientific definition, you don't even have to be able to verbalize it, you just need to feel it and that's all that will matter to you. When you love you know it "balls to brains"...nobody else needs to know (probably except the one you explicitly and truthfully love), it suffices that you do.
For those of you who are lucky enough to be in love or were lucky to love or aspire to love one day, delight your eyes and love-bone and intrigue your thoughts with Eternal Sunshine of The Spotless Mind.