Tuesday, August 4. 2009
Looking Ahead
I happened to visit a cemetery today. Together with a young and ever so good friend of mine I was visiting an old friend that died last year. I don't do that very often as cemeteries are not my idea of cosy places.
For instance, I could not imagine my old friend lying down there deep in the ground. Not him, and definitely not me. I'd prefer cremation, I said to both, the dead and the living friend. The living friend nodded vigorously, and began to describe what could happen to her body if it was down there, even though I pointed out that I didn't wish to picture it too much in detail. Alright, she said, but since she had given it a lot of thought already, she was prepared to buy an urn soon.
"You want to buy your own urn?"
"Of course. I'm not having anyone buy a jumper for me, let alone my urn."
"But now? You're 27!"
"28. And you never know when it could be too late."
I had a lot to think about on the way back. I then told my folks at home. But I'm not gonna tell my young friend what the folks said: "Well, whatever. She's probably gonna be struck by lightening on an ocean freighter, and then the beautiful urn will be standing on her shelf for nothing."
For instance, I could not imagine my old friend lying down there deep in the ground. Not him, and definitely not me. I'd prefer cremation, I said to both, the dead and the living friend. The living friend nodded vigorously, and began to describe what could happen to her body if it was down there, even though I pointed out that I didn't wish to picture it too much in detail. Alright, she said, but since she had given it a lot of thought already, she was prepared to buy an urn soon.
"You want to buy your own urn?"
"Of course. I'm not having anyone buy a jumper for me, let alone my urn."
"But now? You're 27!"
"28. And you never know when it could be too late."
I had a lot to think about on the way back. I then told my folks at home. But I'm not gonna tell my young friend what the folks said: "Well, whatever. She's probably gonna be struck by lightening on an ocean freighter, and then the beautiful urn will be standing on her shelf for nothing."
Monday, August 3. 2009
Monday, Monday
Monday is day number two, believe it or not, and despite any ISO, so it's got not really anything special. Still, some of us seem to have a problem with this day. Not me, I have a personal disaccord with Thursdays, just like Douglas Adams, and I have never been able to find out why.
Now, Monday refers to the moon, of course, it's the moon's day. And therefore I could never despise this day. I have loved the moon since childhood days.
Most of us also know a lot about the moon, f.e. that it is about a quarter of the earth's diameter, 400, 000 km away from us, and every 28 days and a few hours less it starts its new cycle. Its gravity is about six times lower then earth's. And its shine is not its own light, it's reflected sunlight.
The moon, I believe is infact one of the most reliable phenomenons we experience. Therefore until today it has become subject of many works of art and fiction, and it still keeps inspiring us.
And is it not comforting to know that we all share the same moon? To know that something is to a large extent out of human control? I mean, everything else can be tampered with, earth, air, water, and of course fire, even death. On the other hand it's a fact that the moons's influence affects our seas as much as our fertility.
The moon will continue waxing and waning. It started before us and will probably still be doing so when we are long gone, as a whole species, that is. By the way, daring to hate Thursdays, let alone Mondays, why again are we humans taking us so seriously?
>>The Moon Phases
>>Astronomy Picture of the Day Archive: The Moon
(This website offers a fascinating collection of space altogether!)
Now, Monday refers to the moon, of course, it's the moon's day. And therefore I could never despise this day. I have loved the moon since childhood days.
Most of us also know a lot about the moon, f.e. that it is about a quarter of the earth's diameter, 400, 000 km away from us, and every 28 days and a few hours less it starts its new cycle. Its gravity is about six times lower then earth's. And its shine is not its own light, it's reflected sunlight.
The moon, I believe is infact one of the most reliable phenomenons we experience. Therefore until today it has become subject of many works of art and fiction, and it still keeps inspiring us.
And is it not comforting to know that we all share the same moon? To know that something is to a large extent out of human control? I mean, everything else can be tampered with, earth, air, water, and of course fire, even death. On the other hand it's a fact that the moons's influence affects our seas as much as our fertility.
The moon will continue waxing and waning. It started before us and will probably still be doing so when we are long gone, as a whole species, that is. By the way, daring to hate Thursdays, let alone Mondays, why again are we humans taking us so seriously?
>>The Moon Phases
>>Astronomy Picture of the Day Archive: The Moon
(This website offers a fascinating collection of space altogether!)
Saturday, August 1. 2009
What a shame
Sometimes you realize you have totally been screwed. And this is not a sexist metaphor, it's a heartbreaking experience.
Most of the time when this happened to me - and it did happen far too often for my taste - I felt very much embarrassed. I couldn't even tell my trusted friends about it right away. But why is that, that we feel embarrassed if we have been deceived, cheated on, duped, betrayed, framed, set up, fooled? That's it! We feel like fools having been mucked so completely. Only a fool can be treated as such.
Well I don't think that is true anymore. Aren't the ones that cheat the true fools? What is their actual achievement? In the end, they just haven't treated us with the respect even an enemy deserves. Therefore we need a wider definition of weakness. For not to show respect is a fool's weakness indeed.
Most of the time when this happened to me - and it did happen far too often for my taste - I felt very much embarrassed. I couldn't even tell my trusted friends about it right away. But why is that, that we feel embarrassed if we have been deceived, cheated on, duped, betrayed, framed, set up, fooled? That's it! We feel like fools having been mucked so completely. Only a fool can be treated as such.
Well I don't think that is true anymore. Aren't the ones that cheat the true fools? What is their actual achievement? In the end, they just haven't treated us with the respect even an enemy deserves. Therefore we need a wider definition of weakness. For not to show respect is a fool's weakness indeed.
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