Who dat guy?
Journal Entry: Thu Sep 27, 2007, 6:55 PM
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Content - Listening to: crickets - cooled off so I opened the windows
- Reading: Xingyi Quan Xue - Sun Lutang
- Watching: vivicinema - the reels of life (reel life)
- Playing: geschmoort
- Eating: veggie/rice soup I made
- Drinking: really plain water... lots of it
hmmmm... as of this <edit>... I'm approaching having 1000 pageviews... thanks to all the eyes that have peeped at my humble offerings... "ears" to you...
So, I'm not demised... not likely to happen, but I did walk to a different corner and taped my yap, metaphorically speaking, in relation to a number of things, DA included among them.
If you read "Why can't I fail at Failing?", it was written, again with the metaphors, about feeling a depression right in the middle of it... I wrote what I was experiencing at the time... that storm has drifted back into my existential neighborhood, and has brought new and razor-sharp enlightenment with it... the old saying "you can do anything you put your mind to", while most verily true, should also be followed with the disclaimer: "but you can't do EVERYTHING you can think of". Particularly if one has a motivated and active imagination. Too many interests - who'd ever think they'd hear that?? (I know, almost everyone reading this probably has had moments like that... I'm being facetious)
So, sorry if I put anyone at any discomfort. I don't know how often I'll be in and out for the next while... work has a high demand for extra time to cover what is a high visibility project - and that fact that it is long-term and potentially a source of vocational stability, should be a dream in heaven for one rent-a-tester like myself, with no permanancy except by the graciousness of the contractor-relations folks (I work for one company who hires me out to another company). That I should actually be doing stuff, here at home, at night, and am instead pelting my friends and acquaintenances, and others who might peruse these tidbits, with a foreshortened explanation of why I stuck my head in the sand (at least I don't need a rectal encephalotomy, YET?!) - is symptomatic of what has been aeting at me.
That... and about a dozen other things at high level, each with myriad nuances and details below that level... and still I have the time to take two extension courses... Chinese Mandarin conversation, level 1, as well as Chinese characters, also level 1. Trying to formalize what I'd been teaching myself the last year or so. Tai Chi Secret was a benefit from that endeavor during that last year, but those characters are "relatively" easy compared to the more fluid and complex of stroke architecture of the later character types in Chinese.
I'm playing out a hand of cards... if I don't go back to Gurdjief's sleep again, I might even learn some distinct and powerful lessons out of this period.
BTW - that I was missed is a treasure in itself that I cannot begin to describe the gleam of. While that may sound like my life is dark and solitary... and it's not... it has a subtle contrast to the everyday that stands out like coffee over muddy water. And I LIKE coffee... thanks for the small niche in those hearts that was/has been/is/will continue to be offered. It is returned to all and others as can be ... when it can be and when it might be needed...
just for a moment today: see others around you as though they are wearing a costume, and ponder silently for a thought-click or two, whether their costume enhances their inner self, hides it, or even as the clown's makeup, helps others to toss off negativity for a bit... (what??!! this guy's giving us HOMEWORK??)
May your happiness increase and your troubles be surmountable.
"an armless magician might perform feets of magic.... "