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There will be an answer

Greatest love song

I'm really glad you, rachel "pootard" tan liying, got me to climb those barriers. "But I'm wearing a skirt!" "Even better!"

Indeed, the very hairs of your head are all numbered. Don't be afraid; you are worth more than many sparrows. --- Luke 12:7

To keep from drifting apart, sea otters may sleep holding paws.

Life lessons from Russell Brand, My Booky Wook 2:


The nerdy set that would be providing my backdrop made me more nervous. Staring at it with impending dread, I reflected. Life is not a postcard of life, life is essential and about detail, minutiae and trivia. Tiny anxious pangs, heartburn and stubbed toes. "There's something in my eye. My mouth tastes funny. Have i chipped my tooth?" Titchy, Prufrock facts. Not a broad sweep of a Rothko brush, but pop art dots, like Liechtensteins...It was necessary then as now to ensconce myself in familiarity, estuary accents, working-class values, because after all, it's all just a bit of f-in' laugh, all this, innit> You don't wanna take life too seriously. If you don't laugh you'll f-in cry. I need that kind of attitude around me as I approach the stage, because within it's all Mozart's Requiem for Death and livid Francis Bacon pinks. I lay charred birds at Tiresias's feet as I stare down at the beast. I need ritual. Theatre was born of ritual, religion was born of ritual. If I should die think only this of me, "I thought it would be funny." The yips, the condition that afflicts darts players and golfers, is the inability to let go of the dart or to take the final putt. Darts players before throwing the dart see a line leading form the tip of their arrow to the treble twenty or the bullseye...The perfect visualisation of that line sometimes makes it difficult for them to relinquish the dart and I understand that. It's acknowledging the point at which you interface with reality. Most sports are reactive, interactive, a giddy blur of controlled chaos like football or boxing, you against a swirl of oppositional energy. But the dartboard is never going to come hurtling towards you and slap you round the chops, so unless you seduce it, unless you part the thighs of the oche and make that move, nothing's going to happen. Ritual is necessary to cope with that obligation.

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From then on in I tried to focus on the fact that I was on the island to work, it wasn't about my neurosis. I struggle in these situations not to let my madness govern me and to let the positive aspects of my character define my life.

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When you, or your mate, drive across the geometrically impossible expanse that is North America you become hypnotised, as the first pioneers must've been, by its endless possibilities. I met a cowboy near Dodge City who said, "There's only so much horizon people can take," meaning I suppose that some people find opportunity daunting, that limitless sky is frightening with all its scope for change and hope.

I don't know, I don't know

Sometimes I think about huixian and remember how she put up with me in so many ways during lab classes. I was especially difficult during physics (not least because I felt that physics was being most difficult with me) when I would proclaim that I didn't know how to connect the ammeters and that I will never learn how to, despite her protests that it was simply (and here because of my stubbornness in blocking it out I cannot remember what exactly it was, but let's just say) red to black to red. My true blue asininity was displayed during bio as well, when on one occasion I insisted on using the marbles not for the experiment but instead for juggling into the ceiling fan whereupon they would ricochet back towards us at a v high enough I think to crack our skulls.

And all I can remember of her is that throughout all this childish bullshit, she was looking at me with mild amusement.

Robert Herrick

To the Virgins, to make much of Time

GATHER ye rosebuds while ye may,
Old Time is still a-flying:
And this same flower that smiles to-day
To-morrow will be dying.
The glorious lamp of heaven, the sun,
The higher he 's a-getting,
The sooner will his race be run,
And nearer he 's to setting.
That age is best which is the first,
When youth and blood are warmer;
But being spent, the worse, and worst
Times still succeed the former.
Then be not coy, but use your time,
And while ye may, go marry:
For having lost but once your prime,
You may for ever tarry.

Oldie Goodie

Metric with Shingz <3

Bless

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LIES!

What I found while spring cleaning: a joke in 25 years' time!

Zhi Xuan on CS Lewis on Christian Charity:

But though natural likings should normally be encouraged, it would be quite wrong to think that the way to become charitable is to sit trying to manufacture affectionate feelings. Some people are 'cold' by temperament; that may be a misfortune for them, but it is no more a sin than having a bad digestion is a sin; and it does not cut them out from the chance, or excuse them from the duty, of learning charity. The rule for all of us is perfectly simple. Do not waste time bothering whether you 'love' your neighbor; act as if you did. As soon as we do this we find one of the great secrets. When you are behaving as if you loved someone, you will presently come to love him. If you injure someone you dislike, you will find yourself disliking him more. If you do him a good turn, you will find yourself disliking him less. There is, indeed, one exception. If you do him a good turn, not to please God and obey the law of charity, but to show him what a fine forgiving chap you are, and to put him in your debt, and then sit down to wait for his 'gratitude', you will probably be disappointed. (People are not fools: they have a very quick eye for anything like showing off, or patronage.) But whenever we do good to another self, just because it is a self, made (like us) by God, and desiring its own happiness as we desire ours, we shall have learned to love it a little more or, at least, to dislike it less.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hY4IBVolt2w&feature=youtube_gdata_player

Things I love

I. Wj

II. Elephants in general and Quincey, so Good he is bullied, in particular.

III. Jonathan Franzen

“Depression presents itself as a realism regarding the rottenness of the world in general and the rottenness of your life in particular. But the realism is merely a mask for depression's actual essence, which is an overwhelming estrangement from humanity. The more persuaded you are of your unique access to the rottenness, the more afraid you become of engaging with the world; and the less you engage with the world, the more perfidiously happy-faced the rest of humanity seems for continuing to engage with it.”

“This wasn't the person he'd thought he was, or would have chosen to be if he'd been free to choose, but there was something comforting and liberating about being an actual definite someone, rather than a collection of contradictory potential someones.”

“I find it a huge strain to be responsible for my tastes and be known and defined by them.”

And on that note...

IV. The Click Five :p