The thing is that unlike many other animals, humans are able to imbue the observable or experiential processes with meanings. All our conscious being in the world is relative to our brain's capacity to form a narration, to remember. In the end what we are left with is narration of experiences, not the experiences themselves. This is a narration of living in a big city. This is the legacy of my mind and my thoughts, so shut up and behold.
niedziela, 31 marca 2013
promises unkept
Back then I virtually saw myself riding a bike again and almost heard the joyful chirps of birds basking in the sun. Today I spent fifteen minutes shovelling snow off my car. But screw you spring. I can have fun at home.
Much of it. Yes. I don't mind snow. Not at all. See? I'm fine.
niedziela, 17 marca 2013
sobota, 16 marca 2013
refresheth
Oh, it's been a while since my last post.
But things are changing. Like constantly.
And change is a good thing. Sometimes.
Keep yer eyes open.
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