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 15, 2011
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?
Sunday, February 27, 2011
lost in the day
even after all this time, the sun never says to the earth "you owe me." look at what happens with a love like that...it lights the whole sky.
-Hafiz
Saturday, February 26, 2011
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
crocus
I could be making a huge mistake right now.
"In the midst of the discussion, a peasant who by banking standards was completely ignorant said: 'Now I see that without man there is no world.' When the educator responded: 'Let's say, for the sake of argument, that all the men on earth were to die, but that the earth itself remained, together with trees, birds, animals, rivers, seas, the stars...wouldn't all this be a world?' 'Oh no,' the peasant replied emphatically. 'There would be no one to say: 'This is a world.' ' "
I want action. Your words have been empty for so long. I need to feel it again, I need to know you're there, I need to know that I can move forward, and that you want to help me do that. Employ praxis. Remind me what a flower is.
Realization: the world is full of dreamers when it comes to love.
Monday, February 14, 2011
pros/cons - take 2
- 3,097 miles
+"there is nothing like a dream to create the future"
- promises (specifically when they aren't fulfilled)
+ "I don't want to go...I don't want to leave again."
- "from a distance you look like my friend, even though we are at war. from a distance, I can't comprehend..."
+ the past (not recent)
- the fact that the future used to be a pro.
+ the pictures from my wall.
- the pictures in my head
+ the song
- "hate is easy. love takes courage."
Sunday, February 13, 2011
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