I've had a weird day. I suppose I'm just feeling some level of homesickness, but its hard to put a finger on. I tried to write today but I just wasn't feeling prose, and my composition of poetry felt like I was trying to learn how to drive stick all over again. I managed to get one good line out of about 3 hours of work.
"I have seen the sadness of one thousand bursting suns"
Not sure what will come of it, but hopefully something better than the consipated thoughts that came of of my brain tonight.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J_sEtNrYlC4
I went for a walk and I heard this song coming out of a car as it turned the corner in front of me. It struck me because I hadn't heard it in about a year, but it brought back a weird mixture of memories and thoughts of the future to my mind. It meant so much to me in that moment that I had to go home and listen to it a few times. It was less of a cognitive realization and more of a physical connection with my emotive state. If that makes any sense to anyone.
Isn't it weird how all those chaotic little things that happen in your life just seem to make some awkward form of sense and logic sometimes? Some people call it God, some label it as chance or coincidence. Some psychologists might argue that the reason that fortuitous or deeply meaningful occurrences happen to us "randomly" is because we are emotionally predisposed to read into the meaning of things.
I'm not really sure. Probably the last one for me. I wonder if there are any heavily religious statisticians?
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Dude,
ReplyDeleteThere are a lot of statisticians who are also "religious"; I'm one of them. I don't go to church every Sunday, but I belive in God because I feel her presence. There is a reason why there are Bibles, Qur'ans, and Vedas, and movies that talk about The Force and Eywa.
Love, Dad