"oh, that's so..."

Sometimes I think that, at some level, we're all snobs.

Confucious say:

If you don't know where you're going, any road will do.

Small

The haze lifts, the petty intensity wanes, the viscious silence starts to let go.

Flip

Have you ever thought about how insanity is so attractive to the insane?

Parallel

"His only wish was escape, his only reality chains."

Same

It's nice to keep seeing different colours; but what if you notice that they are, after all, all just colours?


- Posted from le iPhone

Arts

If I didn't like the name of this blog so much, it would have been also apt to change it to The Art of Indiscipline.


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Warmth

Seeing the love around you for that which you love is wonderful.

the sieve

Many thoughts, many ideas, much flitting, no action.

symphony 92.4

For the last two weeks, when I get in to bed, I have been listening to classical music on the radio as I read, and then drop off to sleep.

Back

I’m back here now; but my mind is somewhere in transit, my heart is sloshing in memories that were the present just a few days ago, my body is sleepwalking in the present; this life is lost in time and space.

resistance

In the long watches of the day, his body tensed with lethargy.

distance

Where their bodies once lay, were now just the stains of disuse, and coldness, and memory.

this and only this, is it

Some people just believe that all they know and all they understand and all the world they live in, is the centre of the universe.

this or that

Would you prefer some utterly rude and surly efficiency or polite and amiable service that is lacking?

zzz

Its terrible to realise you are sitting and waiting for cyber space to refresh, with no particular purpose.

self

Sometimes I think that inside, one me is an asocial, judgemental, self absorbed, shallow little git.

waiting for you

I just heard a grown (about 35 years old) man's mobile phone ring with the piano from "Right Here Waiting" by Richard Marx.

dotted

I'm glad Nadal has lost his penchant for sleeveless tops and is wearing regular t-shirts now, but I just wish he didn't have shorts with dots on them

onefullstop

This is just to say that I have integrated here an idea I had initiated elsewhere- of convincing/coercing myself to write at least one sentence a day on my blog (hence ‘one full stop’) ; those few posts are now here in their original earlier dates, and there will be more as we go on, I should think.