Monday, November 7, 2011

Majestic


And soon I came to realize
That the days have grown short
And there is little food to eat
The wind swept by
And left snow at my feet

An old man is limping along
Struggling through arthritis pain
Looking and searching in a big trash can

We are the wanderers of the north
The catchers of seal, narrators of legend
The Greenland Inuit
Living in the majestic kingdom of Denmark



(Read Smilla's Sense of Snow by Peter Hoeg. Apparently, there is also a movie about it but I haven't watched it.)

hehe ~_~ (a past future)

Read the past and write the past. Isn't it nice that the past has passed? or maybe had passed. Nothing thoughtful is in the past just impressions of thought. Not that thought of thought of past is nothing, but in reality thought exists now. We can believe in past thoughts, although that doesn't change the fact that they have evaporated into the atmosphere. Part of the universe's increasing entropy.

Why talk about thought when it isn't the issue? haha. Yeah, worrying thoughts can be funny at times. For example, we might tell ourselves, "how could I have been so upset over this? and jeez, I was stupid?" Don't worry, though, thoughts evaporate and you soon won't have them anymore. Oh, I just realized that I was worrying about being originally worried. The vicious cyclone pulled me in at the end, so past is also present.

Maybe if I will use only future tense, I could avoid the present and will skip to the future. I will use will before my verbs. That'll be the solution!

Laugh at me all you want, I will laugh at myself until the future arrives and believe me it will be here sooner than later.