In the absence of movies to review or books to write about, although 'Hopscotch' and 'The Hunt For Red October' are still in my queue, I think it is time to wax philosophical once more. Time indeed to swing the tortured wrecking ball of thought toward the leaning tower of preconception and take off a few turrets and garrets. Preconception are dangerous things. I had thought the paper I was writing to be easy, an editing down job, but instead it's a building up from ground piece. C'est la vie and c'est la guerre.
Writing something from a blank page is hard and always a worthy endeavour even if the result is only slightly more interesting than pumpkin pie. Oh what tangents can be flown off onto like passing flocks of starling or duck! Ducks are really quite interesting though, when you think about them: Flighted birds designed to exist equally on water as well as land, and even even dive for food. Ducks are amazing! It's amazing how many things are amazing if you stop to look at them. Look out the window and consider just how incredible it is that anything of what you see exists!
Thinking about some words generated randomly:
- cyclical: cyclical events happen again and again in the same order or at the same times
- lacrimal: of or relating to tears
- internalise: incorporate within oneself; make subjective or personal
we have a surprisingly connected sequence of ideas. What emotion becomes more ingrained or incorporated than grief and regret, and which is harder get rid of? It's fascinating sometimes. In fact, the grieving pattern is one of the most cyclical while the next most prominent anger pattern is exponential and explosive. I'm really talking complete nonsense, aren't I?
Oh, looking for jobs is one of the most interesting and heartbreaking activities, a constant exposure to work that could be vital and interesting and yet could well be held from you. Still, all of these jobs can yield fascinating ideas for future research.
Oh, will this Thursday ever end?!
O.
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