Tuesday, March 29, 2011

brain drain 3/29


TO DO:
1. let go of this fear that has been holding onto me for months.
2. smile more.
3. stop procrastinating. I love what I'm doing, I need to do it.
4. keep in touch
5. thank the people around me for what they do for me every day
6. allow confidence to return
7. immerse myself in anything and everything that interests me.

Tuesday, March 15, 2011

viewpoints (part II)

Q: If life is so purposeless, do you feel that it's worth living?

Kubrick: Yes, for those of us who manage somehow to cope with our mortality. The very meaninglessness of life forces man to create his own meaning. Children, of course, begin life with an untarnished sense of wonder, a capacity to experience total joy at something as simple as the greenness of a leaf; by as they grow older, the awareness of death and decay begins to impinge on their consciousness and subtly erode their joie de vivre, their idealism -- and their assumption of immortality. As a child matures, he sees death and pain everywhere about him, and begins to lose faith in the ultimate goodness of man, But if he's reasonably strong -- and lucky -- he can emerge from this twilight of the soul into a rebirth of life's élan. Both because of and in spite of his awareness of the meaninglessness of life, he can forge a fresh sense of purpose and affirmation. He may not recapture the same pure sense of wonder he was born with, but he can shape something far more enduring and sustaining. The most terrifying face about the universe is not that it is hostile but that it is indifferent; but if we can come to terms with this indifference and accept the challenges of life within the boundaries of death -- however mutable man may be able to make them -- our existence as a species can have genuine meaning and fulfillment. However vast the darkness, we must supply our own light.

Tuesday, March 8, 2011

only the ocean

"Bat your eyes girl, be other worldly.
Count your blessings, seduce a stranger.
What's so wrong with being happy?
Kudos to those who see through the sickness..."


I think this has turned into a place to leave myself inspiring notes.

I've always wondered what "this" really is. Who am I touching? What does this mean to others? What does this mean to me? How am I shaping myself? What have I created? What have I left out? Have I grown over the years, or actually walked backwards?
Life's for livin' child, can't you see?