Wednesday, 30 September 2015
Tuesday, 22 September 2015
new beginnings
The forces are getting stronger.
I want to blog.
I'm not sure where to start.
So much has happened in the meantime, reading back is like time-travel. Where's the person I had been then?
Should I try to find her? Should I just go with the reality that my life has so fundamentally changed that I cannot really relate to her?
My life and my mind is filled with practial problems and mean little worries. There's so little room for the grand, for the analytical, for the shocking.
Who cares what my feelings are when I see homelesses, what I hate the most about air-travel, what I think about death penalty? I don't.
Is that a bad thing? Or is it just the next step in our lives, the realization that I am not going to solve humanity's big problems, I am a speck of dust - busy trying not to clog the wheels too badly.
So here's a relevant read: Margaret Atwood: The Blind Assassin
She is so good! She is also Canada's most treasured writer and I had the strong urge to be on the OTHER team, you know, if that's what people like, it sure won't not resonate with me! Wrong.
This one really did. I enjoy reading her, almost as much as Vonnegut, (imagine!) but this book gave me even more. It really speaks to the "good wife forgives everything" concept, how it is building up and how there's a line that shouldn't have been crossed. How your threshold can be pushed, little by little until you look back one day and don't recognize yourself.
Sorry for the dreary post, I had to get this out of my system before I move onto death penalty and pear preserving.
I want to blog.
I'm not sure where to start.
So much has happened in the meantime, reading back is like time-travel. Where's the person I had been then?
Should I try to find her? Should I just go with the reality that my life has so fundamentally changed that I cannot really relate to her?
My life and my mind is filled with practial problems and mean little worries. There's so little room for the grand, for the analytical, for the shocking.
Who cares what my feelings are when I see homelesses, what I hate the most about air-travel, what I think about death penalty? I don't.
Is that a bad thing? Or is it just the next step in our lives, the realization that I am not going to solve humanity's big problems, I am a speck of dust - busy trying not to clog the wheels too badly.
So here's a relevant read: Margaret Atwood: The Blind Assassin
She is so good! She is also Canada's most treasured writer and I had the strong urge to be on the OTHER team, you know, if that's what people like, it sure won't not resonate with me! Wrong.
This one really did. I enjoy reading her, almost as much as Vonnegut, (imagine!) but this book gave me even more. It really speaks to the "good wife forgives everything" concept, how it is building up and how there's a line that shouldn't have been crossed. How your threshold can be pushed, little by little until you look back one day and don't recognize yourself.
Sorry for the dreary post, I had to get this out of my system before I move onto death penalty and pear preserving.
Wednesday, 16 September 2015
Jedna dobra žena oprašta svega.- Egy jó asszony mindent megbocsát.
Maybe any of you react on something.
Monday, 7 September 2015
Very long restarting post
Here you are, don't say you have no time.
-- office yoga --
Balancing on on two chairlegs is not included, but is very useful too ;)
-- office yoga --
Balancing on on two chairlegs is not included, but is very useful too ;)
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