Posts tagged ‘fly’
Adapt and flow
Life is full of latency. Some huge parts of our lifetime we only wait for things to happen. We wait for trains to arrive, for food to be cooked, for friends to join, for meetings to begin, for airplanes to start, for partners to peak out. Alright, in some cases it doesn’t really matter to pause for a bit. Nevertheless, quite often we even add our own vulnerability to procrastination to enrich our own variety of idle times.
What we need to understand is how important it is to adapt ourselves to new situations and to make the best out of everything.
Well, if you don’t want to accomplish anything special it’s not really necessary to do something special – I’ll give you that. But as soon as it comes to self-satisfaction, it’s pretty obvious that you’ll have to do something for it.
One needs to realise that dogs can’t be blamed for eating good essays. A scratch on your toe shouldn’t be an excuse for not going for a run. There are even people who stay at home because they feel lonely. I think that’s a good point to question yourself: hey, am I maybe a bit overreacting on my own laziness?
Think about it! Most headaches go away when you concentrate on something else. There is no need to fly yourself if a flight gets delayed, but you can at least make a small concept on a napkin, have a nice talk with a stranger or create a small airport security zone dance.
Links:
“I have come here to chew bubblegum and kick ass… and I’m all out of bubblegum.” ~ They Live (1988) – at IMDB
The Large Hadron Collider Rap ~ at YouTube
Black holes? – Where would all the airplanes land? ~ LHC safety on Wikipedia
How to solve problem-free situations
As you may have realised about 50 postings later, these texts are not about real problems. Most of these statements are meant to help to concentrate on our own greatest fault: the imaginary creation of problems where there are none. They are thought to show, quite plainly and maybe in an a bit exaggerated way, the simplicity of most things without our complex thinking overhead. Some might call that satiric. Well, to be honest, I’d like to go a bit with Oscar Wilde who said “If you want to tell people the truth, make them laugh, otherwise they’ll kill you”.
Alright, this is the 49th post; the last of the 7th series with seven texts per series, each from 200 to 300 words. So much for the statistics. Now, I could ask if it’s fun to read for anyone else besides myself. Or maybe, if another mind can understand or even enjoy such sentences like the one where I compare courage to a blind fly in the previous post How to run on caffeine.
Are the hours of sweating brain waves, producing more firing neurons than rockets in New York city – on New Year’s Eve – for such punchlines like used in In the dark shadows die appreciated or even noticed? Don’t worry, I won’t ask. Nevertheless, I really value every comment – except those about cheap Viagra and other tasty pills, those bastards never deliver. Anyway, if you got something to say, say it, or else stop making noise.
Once the crisis got out of your hands, you can stop worrying!
How to run on caffeine
Every movement freezes in your mind. Actions become series of pictures. You feel widely awake and at the same time completely numb to direct influences on yourself. The drugs produced by your body are floating your blood circulation. When you think, time stops. Your heart pumps like it tries to drown out your breaths. All muscles and tendons are tense. Your thoughts focus at the current place and time. Everything is under your control. One blink to crush the city; one thought to destroy the world.
At this state, unexpected events are often the stinging pain of reality. Nothing happens without reason. But what if we can’t find the reasons? Does reality jab you in your back? One thing is for sure: you could process a thousand pictures a second; if the flapper comes when unexpected, it won’t help at all.
The question is not: to drink or not to drink. Rather, you should ask yourself: are you fly enough to open your wings even if the light at the end of the tunnel could meet up with you halfway with a hundred miles per hour? Regret only exists in life. What drives you when you bear that in mind? Is it yesterday’s memory, the thought of tomorrow, or the possibility of none?
Sugar makes your heartbeat sweeter!