Happy Apocalypse Year!

Happy Apocalypse Year or as I like to call it - HAY! Isn't it catchy? :P

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Souvenirs of private journeys.....

One might wonder at the title. After all, each journey means something else
to each person. What truths do we cling to as we wind along the mortal coil?

The way of life has changed.
The canvas for action has changed.
The consequences of our actions have changed.

Kant claims that virtuous intent is sufficient. The deed does not matter. Nietzsche states that it is not only intent that matters, skill in executing the task is also required. Sometimes I wonder if even both are sufficient. Space and time seem so much more important on occasion. Take the location of Arthur Wellesley on 18th June,1815 for instance. In the real world, things never seem to happen in the right place, at the right time. Before you sink into apathy and hopelessness, think on the following:

Let mortals beware of words

For with words we lie

Can speak peace

When we mean war

But song is true

Let music for peace

Be the paradigm

For peace means change

At the right time.

Forget to Learn!

Have you ever read something that you really liked? Im sure you have. Have you then put that precious book away safely tucked away in some corner? Again, i'm pretty sure the answer is yes. Have you accidentally stumbled on it years later, experienced a surge of excitement and dropped everything to reach back into that moment in time? Nod twice for yes. The feeling i'm trying to describe here goes so much more beyond nostalgia. It's those forgotten pieces of yourself that you hid away in time. The great escape to foreign lands, adventures across space and time. That little sigh when you put down the book, contented at a couple of hours well-wasted. When you didn't even know what an annual report was. :). Why am i writing about this you ask? Well, it really is very simple. When you're staring down at your lunch of chinese pasta chole bhature(Yes, that really was the menu), you suddenly realise that there are more important things in life. But when asked what precisely those things are, you generally go 'I dont know man...........'. Well, here's your answer. Dig up that book and inject a healthy dose of productive procrastination in your day.

MARVIN SPEAKS!

"I may not have gone where I intended to go, but I think I’ve ended up where I needed to be."

"Time you enjoy wasting, was not wasted"

Thats all folks!

:D

SUM by David Eagleman

You spend two months driving the street in front of your house, seven months having sex. You sleep for thirty years without opening your eyes. For five months straight you flip through magazines while sitting on a toilet.

You take all your pain at once, all twenty-seven intense hours of it. Bones break, cars crash, skin is cut, babies are born. Once you make it through, it’s agony-free for the rest of your afterlife.

But that doesn’t mean it’s always pleasant. You spend six days clipping your nails. Fifteen months looking for lost items. Eighteen months waiting in line. Two years of boredom: staring out a bus window, sitting in an airport terminal. One year reading books. Your eyes hurt, and you itch, because you can’t take a shower until it’s your time to take your marathon two-hundred-day shower. Two weeks wondering what happens when you die. One minute realizing your body is falling. Seventy-seven hours of confusion. One hour realizing you’ve forgotten someone’s name. Three weeks realizing you are wrong. Two days lying. Six weeks waiting for a green light. Seven hours vomiting. Fourteen minutes experiencing pure joy. Three months doing laundry. Fifteen hours writing your signature. Two days tying shoelaces. Sixty-seven days of heartbreak. Five weeks driving lost. Three days calculating restaurant tips. Fifty-one days deciding what to wear. Nine days pretending you know what is being talked about. Two weeks counting money. Eighteen days staring into the refrigerator. Thirty-four days longing. Six months watching commercials. Four weeks sitting in thought, wondering if there is something better you could be doing with your time. Three years swallowing food. Five days working buttons and zippers. Four minutes wondering what your life would be like if you reshuffled the order of events. In this part of the afterlife, you imagine something analogous to your Earthly life, and the thought is blissful: a life where episodes are split into tiny swallowable pieces, where moments do not endure, where one experiences the joy of jumping from one event to the next like a child hopping from spot to spot on the burning sand.

Life, the Universe & Everything - Achieving Mastery

1. Start
2. Keep going.
3. You think you’re starting to get the hang of it.
4. You see someone else’s work and feel undeniable misery.
5. Keep going.
6. Keep going.
7. You feel like maybe, possibly, you kinda got it now.
8. You don’t.
9. Keep going.
10. You ask for someone else’s opinion — their response is standoffish, though polite.
11. Depression.
12. Keep going.
13. Keep going.
14. You ask someone else’s opinion — their response is favorable.
15. They have no idea what they’re talking about.
16. Keep going.
17. You feel semi-kinda favorable and maybe even a little proud of what you can do now.
18. Self-loathing chastisement.
19. Depression
20. Keep going.
21. You ask someone else’s opinion — they respond quite favorably.
22. They’re still wrong.
23. Depression.
24. Keep going though you can’t possibly imagine why.
25. Become restless.
26. Receive some measure of praise from a trustworthy opinion.
27. They’re still fucking wrong (Right?)
28. Keep going just because there’s nothing else to do.
29. Mastery arrives, you mistake it for a gust of wind.
30. Keep. Fucking. Going.