It is difficult not to have plans, not to organize people around an urgent cause, and not to feel that you are working directly for social progress. But I wonder more and more if the first thing shouldn’t be to know people by name, to eat and drink with them, to listen to their stories and tell your own, and to let them know with words, handshakes, and hugs that you do not simply like them, but truly love them.
Monday, April 13, 2009
careful...fragile
On the way to the carpark, i chanced upon a dead bird.
That in itself wouldnt be very surprising since I am sure at one point or the other, we have seen roadkill before.
But this wasn't roadkill. It was the way the state of the body was in - no visible wounds or blood. It was just as if it was frozen.
Why is the body like that?
Maybe it committed sucide
How?
Maybe it just decided to stop flapping its wings
That struck me as one of the saddest things in life. Imagine the despair and hopelessness felt to make it decide to just stop doing what was so instinctive in its nature.
The fragility of life jolts me sometimes. All the time.
That in itself wouldnt be very surprising since I am sure at one point or the other, we have seen roadkill before.
But this wasn't roadkill. It was the way the state of the body was in - no visible wounds or blood. It was just as if it was frozen.
Why is the body like that?
Maybe it committed sucide
How?
Maybe it just decided to stop flapping its wings
That struck me as one of the saddest things in life. Imagine the despair and hopelessness felt to make it decide to just stop doing what was so instinctive in its nature.
The fragility of life jolts me sometimes. All the time.
Friday, April 10, 2009
shhh...listen
Jeremy Monteiro said on composing - music exists in nature, it is in the air. One just has to be still, silent and listen hard for it.If I shut out the cacophony of sounds surrounding us everyday, what will I hear and feel? Does every single element, when stripped down to its core, naked self, emit a harmonious tune?
Are we instinctively complicating things that are actually very simple?
Feel but not touch. See but with eyes closed. Listen but not with your ears.
What do you hear?
Wednesday, April 08, 2009
costumes
You wear happiness like a pretty dress or a smart shirt.
You smile, you laugh and you shine in it.
But how long is it before you have to change, you grow out it, it doesn’t fit anymore? You take it out once in while from the back of your closet - to look at it, to smell it, to feel it slide over your skin - all in a fruitless effort to remember what has long gone.
But grief - it stains your skin indelibly.
You try to hide it; you wear a pretty dress or a smart shirt. You wash, you scrub and you bleach. It will fade but take a closer look and you will see that despite all your attempts, there are faint streaks that never go away.
You smile, you laugh and you shine in it.
But how long is it before you have to change, you grow out it, it doesn’t fit anymore? You take it out once in while from the back of your closet - to look at it, to smell it, to feel it slide over your skin - all in a fruitless effort to remember what has long gone.
But grief - it stains your skin indelibly.
You try to hide it; you wear a pretty dress or a smart shirt. You wash, you scrub and you bleach. It will fade but take a closer look and you will see that despite all your attempts, there are faint streaks that never go away.
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