Big City Kid
10/5/2008 at 7:27 PM
...Moving downtown Chicago today...if anyone wants to meet up for coffee or knows of any cool events, please contact me.
Vessels
10/5/2008 at 1:54 PM
I think everyone and every thing is a vessel for something. We carry around our words, and our wits, and our hearts. But to what avail if it's not meant for something? To what end do we wander this Earth? What's the point of all our learning and striving and work? I realize the importance of passing on our knowledge to the younger generations, but is that the end of it? Do we just accept that we're just here and that's it?
Buddhism and Nostradamus
10/4/2008 at 10:51 PM
I wonder what Nostradamus would say about my life and my future. Have I lived up to what he would have prophesied? Does my future make sense for what I want in my life? I spend a lot of time dreaming about the ideology that I wish my life had become. There are all of these things that I wish I had done. And all of these moments that I wish that I had had. I think I'm starting to realize that I focus too much on the past and rarely look toward the future. I always complain about these bad situations that I find myself in, but I've never really stepped up and done anything about any of them. Sure, I do the minimum in the clutch situation just to get by, not even unscathed all of the time. But I see now that I need to plan for these things. Not necessarily HAVE a plan, but ready myself for things to come. Instead of some, dare-to-be-great moment that will change my life, maybe this is a dare-to-be-great life that will change all of my moments. Many people that I know and grew up with, always had a plan. They excelled, or maybe even just got by, in high school. They're doing, or did, fairly well in college. Some are married. Some are not. But it seems as though they have worked at life and are at least mildly content with the results so far. Good for them. Really. But the path I've been walking has been a bit different. I've always done the minimum to get by and have always lived in the moment. For the moment. Which, in itself, is pretty OK I think. But, when you lose sight of what's gong on around you, I think you lose where it is that you're going. My Buddhism is the practice of not-doing. Activity should be my Buddhism. I've concentrated on being one with things, focusing on the bond I share with the Earth and its inhabitants. I think I can find Zen and peace whilst doing things more productive than nothing. I am too young to focus on the past. What past? I haven't even begun to live yet! There are so many places and things yet to be seen and experienced. So many people to meet and so many things to learn. I think I get hung up because I don't realize this. I've been so secluded in the bubble that I've concluded to myself that this must be it. But it's not. Not in the slightest. I must be crazy!
Telephone Poles and Power Lines
10/4/2008 at 10:10 PM
Telephone poles and power lines are the sorts of things that you don't remember to notice about a neighborhood. You expect that they're there, but you never really stop to think about their placement or arrangement. For example, one might assume that the wires and transistors are all in neat arrangement and are assembled nicely among the looming wooden logs stuck into the ground. You might however notice one day that the lines that bring you communication and power are the greatest eyesore in your area. They are ugly and strewn about like points of desperate necessity.
