Friday, March 21, 2014

a ship...

An honorable human relationship - that is, one in which two people have the right to use the word "love" - is a process, delicate, violent, often terrifying to both persons involved, a process of refining the truths they can tell each other.

It is important to do this because it breaks down human self-delusion and isolation.

It is important to do this because in doing so, we do justice to our own complexity.

It is important to do this because we can count on so few people to go that hard way with us.

~ Adrienne Rich

also,
- I don't think we can separate Art from overall human dignity and hope.

Wednesday, March 19, 2014

joys...

Ahh the simple joys in life.
Needing them.
Treasuring them.
They've been there all the time.
Do not be blinded.

Tuesday, March 18, 2014

bored...

I wish I had the time to feel bored.
To just do nothing.
Because then the next moments are magical.
They can be anything, anything at all.
It's been a long long while since I had the luxury of feeling bored.

Wednesday, March 05, 2014

Why do you like science fiction? or of being alive...

Because in the telling of stories that are far removed from the earth, or the human race, or the present time, or the cultures and histories that we know of, or all of the above, I get reminded of how beautiful this earth is, how precious the human race is, how wondrous the time we have is and how amazing the cultures and histories that we all share. And most of all, I am reminded of how much important it is, to share our fellow human-ness, the humane-ness, the kind-ness. And how important love and dreams are.

Reading my favourite author once again today, this thought came to my mind. She is really a huge enormous spark of the divine. And my whole being trembles with excitement each time her writings fires up my imagination to the edge of the universe and beyond.

And being alive is not about living a comfortable life, or a stress-free life, or having nice things, or having enough money to not to have to worry about the daily grind of life. Yes, all these are nice, but they do not make me alive. Because being alive is the constant reminder of the divine. The feeling of that passion, of the excitement of learning a new thing, of understanding a new concept, of having a new idea, the tingle of a new journey, the anticipation of strive for a belief. These are the joys of living. These for me, are why I am alive.

of beauty and ugliness...

I don't understand meanness to animals, to beings who are unable to understand the weird workings of the human race - the trickery, the fakery, the evilness, the desire to instill pain onto others.

Meanness to other members of the human race I can fully understand and identify with.
When someone does something bad to you, it is only natural you wish to impart the same or at least similar amount of pain back. That is our own form of fair-play, of taking judgment into our own hands. After all, we are not saints, and no matter how much someone aspires to be godly, there are still stirrings within us to want this kind of judgement to someone who has hurt us. That is not godly, but that is merely us as an imperfect human.

But meanness to an innocent, meanness to a being who has no ability to understand, that is not a mere imperfection in us as a human race, that is ugly cruelty. And I cannot understand this. Because what pleasure does it derive in being mean to one that is unable to comprehend? What pleasure is it to be mean to one who is innocent? There is no pleasure in feeling a sense of repayment of hurts done. There is no pleasure in feeling that you have achieved something. What pleasure is there? There is only ugliness.

So I cannot understand this kind of ugliness.

We of the human race are privileged to have the ability to comprehend beauty.
Innocent beings and animals are the embodiment of beauty, but we and only we are able to comprehend how beautiful things are.
And so I cannot, I really cannot understand ugliness.

Tuesday, February 04, 2014

words...

Words are the most powerful things in the world.
They can make or break people.
And with words, you wield a great power.
Choose them wisely.
And kindly.