Oct. 4th, 2014

Camus

Oct. 4th, 2014 08:15 am
monk111: (Default)
“The absurd is born of this confrontation between the human need [for happiness and reason] and the unreasonable silence of the world.”

-- Albert Camus
monk111: (Cats)
We are in one of those sweet spots of the calendar as far as the cats are concerned. It is neither too hot in the day nor too cold at night, and it is not rainy. I am going to have to get in a few mowings in the upcoming weeks, though. It is never perfect. We must leave something to heaven.
monk111: (Bonobo Thinking)
"This fame thing? Fucked me up for a really long time. I didn't know how to do it; I didn't know how to engage with it; it stressed me out. And people would say, 'You just have to be yourself,' and I was like, 'But I don't know who that is yet!'"

-- Anne Hathaway
monk111: (Effulgent Days)
Rules are meant to be broken, right? That’s certainly what happened to my ‘80 words’ rule anent my hardcover journals. It started with poetry. I was thinking that there were some poems that I would absolutely love to capture in their entirety, even though they fall outside my rule. So, what is a rule without an exception, right?

Then, I came across a wonderful dialogue with Sugar. I really did not want to break it up and get only two or three blocks of eighty words. The problem with breaking rules is that it becomes a habit. I got the whole dialogue, but it really runs foul of my rule, by about 700 words. And now there really is no rule.

Yet, I do want to limit these lengthy entries. I believe that one of the keys to the reading experience I have been enjoying is that the entries have been very brief - both brief and very meaningful. It is easy and pleasant to read. It takes more time and a lot more concentration to read a thousand words, even if is delightful and means the world to me.

While I am in confession mode, I have also let in “1984” and “Hamlet” into the mix. I wasn’t going to do that, but I find so much power and beauty in those works, so that I was swept away with the idea of reading and rereading such immortal passages day after day.

With these changes, I only hope that I will not have weighed down the material so heavily that I will now find myself growing tired of my constant rereadings, finding a new aversion to taking a hardcover journal from my shelves, deciding that I must hunger to do something else instead, and leaving these journals to collect dust and cobwebs, like all the other projects of my restless and unaccomplished life.
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