Quotes and No Apology

I love quotations because it is a joy to find thoughts one might have, beautifully expressed with much authority by someone recognized wiser than oneself.
- Marlene Dietrich

Emo Forrest Gump:
When Forrest said life was like a box of chocolates, was he saying that life is a cheap and unoriginal present that's only truly enjoyable for a maximum of three days?
- John Brodish

All human beings should try to learn before they die what they are running from, and to, and why.
- James Thurber

One of the keys to happiness is a bad memory.
- Rita Mae Brown

My name is Alice and I remember everything.
- Alice (Resident Evil)

Humankind cannot gain anything without first giving something in return. To obtain, something of equal value must be lost. That is alchemy's First Law of Equivalent Exchange.
- Alphonse Elric (Full Metal Alchemist)

Man is a tragic animal. Not because of his smallness, but because he is too well endowed. Man has longings and spiritual demands that reality cannot fulfill. We have expectations of a just and moral world. Man requires meaning in a meaningless world.
- Peter Wessel Zapffe

It's hard to pretend like you don't care when you actually do.
It's hard to pretend like you care when you actually don't.




And yes, btw. I am alive.

Who's Back?

It's back.

Just in time for the holiday I hate the most.

For love is no part of the dream-world. Love belongs to desire, and desire is always cruel.

- SANDMAN #9: "Tales in the Sand"

Like Eggs Being Beaten

Yes, it's been a while, I know.

There have been a lot of things going on, but I just haven't got the energy to update. Well actually I do. If I didn't have any energy left I'd be lying in bed instead of sitting here boring the life out of me. It's just that… as my rambling would suggest, my thoughts haven't been in order lately. And I'm just not used to that.

Well… I am. My thoughts have never been in proper order anyway, but there used to be at least a certain logic/order to the usual chaos. But now… thoughts are meshed together. I can't even tell where one ends or where the other begins. I worry about my future – nitpicking details about events that still lie out of reach… I run from past ghosts which, for some reason, chose to unearth themselves right at this moment. I cling to the present - a feeble attempt to hold on to my sanity. (That may perhaps be a bit too extreme… But I am actively trying to focus only on the present. It's like balancing on the edge of a knife, either way I fall—where have I heard that line before? Was it Doctor Who?)

The point is, I want to stop thinking… about things that have yet to come, and about things that have already come to pass. I can't change the past, so why fret about it?

As Master Oogway said, "Yesterday is history, tomorrow is a mystery – but today is a gift. That is why they call it the present."

Gotta love Master Oogway.

PS: Because of excessive Torchwood, my mind's voice is now Welsh. So this entire blog post was read to me in that beautiful sing-song accent. It's just sad that whenever I try to speak with such an accent out loud, it sounds like the bastard child of Scottish and Irish (with a touch of Jamaican). Ah well. Whatever.

My thoughts seemed to have regained some kind of order now. That's good.

Posted from Word07

[EDIT: I checked, and the quote about the knife is actually from LoTR. Lady Galadriel said; "The quest stands upon the edge of a knife. Stray but a little and it will fail. But hope remains, if friends stay true."]

In Which The Authoress Experiments With Word07

One can supposedly blog from Word07, but let's see.

First things first – I am bored. Bored out of my fecking mind. And I have a cold!! So suffice to say, I cannot think properly right now.

Is it possible to die of boredom? Or at least be in a boredom-induced coma. I would be so bloody thankful if that were possible.

Anyway, I'm rambling on. I feel as though my thoughts have been chucked in to a blender to make a thought omelette. Nothing makes sense, but strangely enough everything does – if you find the right angle.

I should go…

Happiness is nothing more than good health and a bad memory.

• Albert Schweitzer
  

No Pictures, Just Travel

Oh dear.

I've been meaning to update earlier... but life has a way of, well... happening.

They say it's better to be a traveler and not a tourist, because tourists are too busy taking pictures/ videos to actually enjoy themselves. It's true. Dylan Moran said something to that effect - one isn't actually there, cause one becomes too busy taking pictures of everyone having a good time.

Anyway, the reason for that extremely convoluted and shallowly philosophical paragraph is that... As of now, I'm not taking pictures. I'm not filming anything. I'm just being a traveler; backpacking along the unexplored paths of my life. There are many trails, and I have absolutely no idea where any of them lead - signs can be misleading and everything is prone to change. But I wouldn't know for sure until I walk.

I won't use up all my time taking pictures. I'm just going to walk.

I've been walking the sci-fi path lately, and it is such a marvelous experience! I'm more of a geek now than when I first turned this route - I am now able to nod sagely and actually understand the complexities of that wibbly wobbly, timey wimey stuff. Well - some of it.

In between my last post and this one I watched the season finale of Doctor Who. The first part sent chills down my spine. The second part... well... I bawled my eyes out, as expected. It took a while to get over it, but I'm coming to terms with it now. Tennant is too talented to stay in one show, and at least now he can attend conventions... where fangirls can glomp him to within an inch of his life.

But it's fine now. I'm fine now. Torchwood has come to my aid. I seem to be developing a thing for Capt Jack Harkness, which isn't healthy... quite worrying, actually.

I listed in my new year's resolutions that I will stop reading YouTube comments. Sadly, I broke that rule not long after January 1st, thanks to John Barrowman and his partner Scott Gill. They were so ridiculously cute that I lost my mind and scrolled down to see what other people had to say about them. The good news is that a vast majority of people are normal, fully functioning human beings with actual emotions and common sense. The sad news is that trolls will always speak louder, and that no matter how hard you wish it is still impossible to manually reach out and strangle a person over the internet.

Someday, though... one beautiful day in the future...

Being is the great explainer.

- Henry David Thoreau