Welcome, world!: July 2007

If you don't understand my silence you won't understand my words. I have a profound adoration for coconuts. My favourite drinks are red wine and milk. If heaven is filled with the kind of people you find in churches I don't think heaven's the place for me. I love films by Wong Kar-Wai and Tim Burton and the art of Salvador Dalì. People call them surrealists but to me their works show reality the way I see it. I believe in love at first sight, as I believe in friendship at first sight. The basis of optimism is sheer terror- that's why I am a devoted optimist. In my room there are two big maps of the world on my walls and a globe to remind me to see things from a relative perspective. I am just as materialistic as everyone else but really I hate depending on pleasures. When I was little I wanted to be an astronaut. Somehow I still do. As a child I could never fall asleep very well. Hasn't changed much. My birthday's on 6th of May. Secretly I'm always looking for someone with the same date of birth. I like swearing in English. I probably have a serious lack of discipline. It's 3 in the morning while I'm writing this and I don't feel like going to bed at all anymore tonight. I believe the reason why we are so attracted by candles is that each of us hopes to find our missing flame in the fire. I love looking at the stars. I believe plants have what people would call souls. I love surfing because I can feel the wind controlling the sail and if I don't pay attention to the slightest change then nature will always be stronger than me. It's true that you regret things you didn't do more than things you did do. I wonder why the heart and the brain contradict each other that often. I can't cope with being ignored. But that doesn't make me an attention seeker. I think patriotism is an illusion and there's no such thing as a national identity. I don't believe in borders. I don't understand how their life-style can change people and make them forget how to laugh. The only reason the Mona Lisa really is a good picture is because nobody understands her. I don't like phoning, there are only very few people I feel comfortable with on the phone. I hate using bookmarks but I can never remember the page..written some years ago.

TARANTELLA. Sad as he sits on the white sea-stone And the suave sea chuckles, and turns to the moon, And the moon significant smiles at the cliffs and the boulders. He sits like a shade by the flood alone While I dance a tarantella on the rocks, and the croon Of my mockery mocks at him over the wavesâ bright shoulders. What can I do but dance alone, Dance to the sliding sea and the moon, For the moon on my breast and the air on my limbs and the foam on my feet? For surely this earnest man has none Of the night in his soul, and none of the tune Of the waters within him; only the worldâs old wisdom to bleat. I wish a wild sea-fellow would come down the glittering shingle, A soulless neckar, with winking seas in his eyes And falling waves in his arms, and the lost soulâs kiss On his lips: I long to be soulless, I tingle To touch the sea in the last surprise Of fiery coldness, to be gone in a lost soul's bliss. D.H.LAWRENCE

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Wednesday, July 18, 2007

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