rambling
i haven't been thinking for a while.
since the beginning of the summer holiday i have unfastened myself from the manacle of fleeting abstraction and futile philosophization, to stay away from searching for truth and reason in this puzzling world, and to face the reality and to (attempt to) live as an ordinary layman.
instead, i have been occupying my mind with simple and worldly concerns such as work, TV, facebook, football manager, and a few trips. I resisted from reading, but out of impulse (again) i bought Tuesday with Morries. Been trying to read the book on the bus back home but always ended up falling asleep.
every weekday is work, every weekend is filled with activities.
all these while i let the knots inside my mind to untie itself, as the saying goes: do not cut what can be untied. and i extrapolate this thinking to: do not untie what can be untied itself.
so activities and activities whirl past me yet i continue to feel detached, like an unnoticed observer, looking at life in black and white and shades of grey. imagine opening up your arms wide, standing firm on your feet, while the breeze streams past you, under your sleeves, beside your neck.
a fact undeniable is, i enjoy every moment of it concretely.
attached to one, detached from all;
attached to none, the world is yours
My state of mind can be plotted as a graph of crests and troughs; and often I find I have higher crests and lower troughs than most: with the temperament of a poet but none of the talent.
i think that now i don't feel attached to anyone or anything, this is probably the most balanced state of mind i have ever had.
since the beginning of the summer holiday i have unfastened myself from the manacle of fleeting abstraction and futile philosophization, to stay away from searching for truth and reason in this puzzling world, and to face the reality and to (attempt to) live as an ordinary layman.
instead, i have been occupying my mind with simple and worldly concerns such as work, TV, facebook, football manager, and a few trips. I resisted from reading, but out of impulse (again) i bought Tuesday with Morries. Been trying to read the book on the bus back home but always ended up falling asleep.
every weekday is work, every weekend is filled with activities.
all these while i let the knots inside my mind to untie itself, as the saying goes: do not cut what can be untied. and i extrapolate this thinking to: do not untie what can be untied itself.
so activities and activities whirl past me yet i continue to feel detached, like an unnoticed observer, looking at life in black and white and shades of grey. imagine opening up your arms wide, standing firm on your feet, while the breeze streams past you, under your sleeves, beside your neck.
a fact undeniable is, i enjoy every moment of it concretely.
attached to one, detached from all;
attached to none, the world is yours
My state of mind can be plotted as a graph of crests and troughs; and often I find I have higher crests and lower troughs than most: with the temperament of a poet but none of the talent.
i think that now i don't feel attached to anyone or anything, this is probably the most balanced state of mind i have ever had.
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