My Favourite Poem at the moment

Silent friend of many distances, feel how your breath enlarges all of space. Let your presence ring out like a bell into the night. What feeds upon your face grows mighty from the nourishment thus offered. Move through transformation, out and in. What is the deepest loss that you have suffered? If drinking is bitter, change yourself to wine. In this immeasurable darkness, be the power that rounds your senses in their magic ring, the sense of their mysterious encounter. And if the earthly no longer knows your name, whisper to the silent earth: I'm flowing. To the flashing water say: I am.

domingo, octubre 22, 2006

Procrastination and a random Marxist philosopher

I knew this blog would be a bad idea… Right now I’m writing this post instead of doing my music assignment because the music assignment is sooooo boring. What is up with boring assignments? Why can’t they make them more interesting… Let it be a form of creative incubation….

Anyway I’m feeling sick today… Not a nice feeling… Sore back, sore shoulders, sore head… feeling kind of dizzy… But that’s life, you have to get on with it especially when you’re supposed to be doing work… O well…

It’s raining again… I like it when it rains… It’s cosy… If only Laurence was here… A cute little poem always makes things better… such as this one by Robert Louis Stevenson…

"The rain is raining all around,
it falls on field and tree.
It rains on the umbrellas here,
And on the ships at sea."

I think I have procrastinated enough and now I really must get back to it... Well at least try...

Forget-me-not

Ciao xxx

P.S. I forgot to write something insightful... Did you know that a philosopher that believed heavily in Marxism came up with the idea is that things only exist as they as to us because we made them that way? Take a horse for example, he believed that we made the horse, because we named it so... Then the question arises if we did not name the four legged, long nosed, neighing animal, a horse, what would it be?
To quote Shakespeare: "A rose with any other name would smell as sweet." To us, a horse is a horse because it is named that way... In essence a horse would still be the same thing but because it would not be named 'a horse' it would not be a horse... Get it?

2 comentarios:

Anónimo dijo...

i love rain...it was going to rain today. and i was happy. but the rain doesn't like me and peter, and when i woke up thismorning it was gone :(

Ali-Belly dijo...

it's raining in newtown... you could come over here!