OK, here is the good news: we’ve through with the holiday that “rubs it in your face”. Do I have to explain why it’s a good thing? Think not…I celebrated St Valentine by screwing and avoiding being shocked the same time. Turned out to be not as hard as it might sound. Few mains sockets in my house had to be replaced and this Saturday was no more and no less appropriate day for this then any other day really. So armed with the screwdrivers and instructions manual I initiated my glorious self into the knighthood of electric power. Surprisingly, it worked! And I didn’t even get short circuited…which I suppose is a good thing…perhaps…or the other way…depends on who’s judging, right?…anyway, I’m expanding my qualifications – not only I can replace the washes in the water taps, but if anyone needs their new electric sockets to be screwed professionally…well, you know who to call now…
Deep thought about logic. So deep that I think I’ve lost the logic of it somewhere. It is usually a good thing to have a logical mind. From the other hand it may act as a boundary, a sort of cut off line: here is what I can believe it for my logic can explain it to me and here is what I cannot as much as I would want to… this could be very limiting as it prevents from getting over the edge of unexplainable (yet) things…Now how does one overcome such a barrier…I mean – I can of course say it million times that “I believe” and even it could be my sincere wish to believe…yet I still won’t make that one step over because my logic has no proves there will be known “things” behind that door…my logic feeds my fear…when logically of course how can one have fear of not having a name for what they might come across…logically illogical, is it not? Just because I cannot imagine what it might be like – on the other side, I’m unable to move forward to find out…but is it the fear of unknown or is it the fear of me not being able to recognise it when I meet it?...sometimes I think it is more of the latter…what if when I step over I will see nothing knew…how would I know if I’m on the other side…
Another overweekend's thought…you know when the trees grow through the seasons…they thrive and live to the fullest over springs and summers then they loose all they have in the fall and take a chance with winter to survive and bloom again next season…and some of the trees won’t make it for the frost will get them to the deepest roots…so these trees will stay there still, in the very beginning of a spring time, outwardly looking just like any other tree, because of course the frozen roots won’t break them down to the ground…but they won’t have life left in them and so when the forest once again will be filled with a merry rustling of green leaves, these lonely trees would stand among the others, naked and quiet, still part of a live forest, yet frozen to death up to the very roots… this is life, I guess...perhaps, I feel related...
Deep thought about logic. So deep that I think I’ve lost the logic of it somewhere. It is usually a good thing to have a logical mind. From the other hand it may act as a boundary, a sort of cut off line: here is what I can believe it for my logic can explain it to me and here is what I cannot as much as I would want to… this could be very limiting as it prevents from getting over the edge of unexplainable (yet) things…Now how does one overcome such a barrier…I mean – I can of course say it million times that “I believe” and even it could be my sincere wish to believe…yet I still won’t make that one step over because my logic has no proves there will be known “things” behind that door…my logic feeds my fear…when logically of course how can one have fear of not having a name for what they might come across…logically illogical, is it not? Just because I cannot imagine what it might be like – on the other side, I’m unable to move forward to find out…but is it the fear of unknown or is it the fear of me not being able to recognise it when I meet it?...sometimes I think it is more of the latter…what if when I step over I will see nothing knew…how would I know if I’m on the other side…
Another overweekend's thought…you know when the trees grow through the seasons…they thrive and live to the fullest over springs and summers then they loose all they have in the fall and take a chance with winter to survive and bloom again next season…and some of the trees won’t make it for the frost will get them to the deepest roots…so these trees will stay there still, in the very beginning of a spring time, outwardly looking just like any other tree, because of course the frozen roots won’t break them down to the ground…but they won’t have life left in them and so when the forest once again will be filled with a merry rustling of green leaves, these lonely trees would stand among the others, naked and quiet, still part of a live forest, yet frozen to death up to the very roots… this is life, I guess...perhaps, I feel related...