The people you hold dearest are those who can hurt you the most and that’s why if someone treats your friends badly you must speak up, cause your silence hurts more than any mean words from any antagonist can ever do.
That’s what I remember growing up: not the mean words or actions from my bullies, but the silence of those I thought were my friends.
k so keep it real we can’t always live up to our own expectations, but never should we stop trying.
From time to time you stumble across fantastic gems, it cold be music, it could be something you read or a bright idea popping up in your head, some funny scene you saw or even some TV show or a film or suchlike.
These things if you tell someone else about it they might scoff or only slightly enjoy it and that’s cause it’s like I think they run a different operating system in their brains (that’s how I think about it), and the stuff doesn’t run as good/the same way in their brains as they do in yours.
I think that’s especially true in books who are just written instructions to be parsed by and projected in the brain. I like to think that half of the book is brought by its author as written instructions and the other half is the interpretation your brain translates those instructions to and the feelings and thoughts that evokes in you.
I think that’s why there are so many heated discussions on goodreads; some people get very offended (and rightly so maybe) about some of the bad reviews of the books they love (like Moby Dick), and in a sense I think it’s cause they are only reading the same book to 50%.
Also another observation is you can’t find none of the classics which hasn’t got a bunch of one star reviews over there in goodreads.
There’s no special point I wanted to make here I guess, just that if I like something then it’s good and that’s all there is to it. Others have no obligation to feel the way I do.
Yep back from vacation. Middle of the winter. it’s cold and dark and with the very cold snow it looks like someone poured glitter all over it outside and it’s beautiful but dangerous.
It’s deadly.
It’s very dangerous to drive the car (in general this is true, especially true on these ice roads), it’s very dangerous to be stuck outside and some animals have it scarce cause unless you eat snow, there ain’t nothing edible in sight. I think death is closer to us now during the cold dark winter.
A good survival strategy for many is to hibernate during winter.
But summer could be dangerous too. Heat waves or otherwise potent weather for some disease riddled and/or poisonous animals and so forth.
Everything is very dangerous, and for someone who loves life as much as I do, it’s very exhausting when you see and feel all these dangerous things. It’s also very gratifying the knowledge that none of these things’ve killed me yet.
Anyhow we made it one more year and if that ain’t worth celebrating, then nothing is.
I really love Placebo and it’s one of my absolute favourite music bands in the world and I do listen to A LOT of music.
Of all of the singers singing through the nose, by far Brian Moloko is my favourite one!! It’s my favourite kind of pop. The music is awesome! Some of the lyrics is great too, like, his computer thinks he’s gay and one million pieces and beautiful James is both of great song and I appreciate there’s some sort of humour in there: go to Sweden in the back of a cab. I really like this music, it speaks to me in ways I can’t quite put into words. It’s like something that just feels 100% right and makes me want to cry and/or smile.
I check every twice a week to see if that MTV unplugged album is back on Spotify or not, cause it’s one of my favourite albums, but it’s never back (in Europe at least), but there’s other stuff in there which is indeed great!!
Speaking of happy memories; one time when I was at my mums place with the family and I’ve must’ve had some bubble wine or something cause I was having a really great day surrounded by the people I love most in the world and the sun was shining outside like gold. When I went into the bathroom, just as I thought to myself that life couldn’t get no sweeter, before turning on the light I realised that my Amorphis hoodie which I’d bought at a concert some years prior (such a great band I’ve seen maybe four or five times), I realised that the print on the front was glowing in the dark! How cool is that?
For new year’s we’ll be drinking allot of bubble wine we just bought from systembolaget earlier today, and maybe we’ll do some moose steak or else reindeer, tbd, and that’s all I shall say in the matter.
I’m not one for making New Year’s resolutions because I’m sort of a rebel. In fact I rock my socks every day; that everybody should rock their socks the same one particular day to “show that different is good”, I find that ironic.
That said, I ain’t got no problems with Down’s syndrome ((I rock my socks every day like I said), I even rock my crocs, man), but like I said whenever I want to cause I support downs every day; I support all good stuff every day and oppose all bad stuff everyday and therefore I wear whatever I find in my socks drawer.
I sometimes wear black socks cause I’m low key goth.
Anyhow, hope that next year gonna be better than these past years coloured by war disease and death and stuff (all of which I oppose strongly), especially death; man I love this life and death freaks me out like hell.
Anyhow, so garlic butter and some sort of meat and bubble wine is what I am for for new years.
Dear diary today I’vent done much but I’ll prepare some dinner for a lifelong friend it’s gonna be Bolognese or something. We used to hang out a lot when we were young and we’d do a bunch of fun stuff like building computers and playing RPGs also he got me into Linux and it felt so cool listening to Eternal Tears Of Sorrow on xmms on Linux but I never got the Ethernet adapter to work so I had to circle back and give Linux another try again when I had more experience. The feeling I remember strongly still. Also a fun anecdote is his computer case and insides were a bit wobbly cause the parts in there were fastened with max 1 screw and the side of it was missing.
But anyway anyhow he’s a philosopher too and we used to talk about something I don’t remember, something about the Matrix; it was a pretty mind blowing movie and it had some deep lessons in there like when agent Smith said to Neo that humanity was a cancer and stuff like that and something with the red pill and the blue pill.
One thing which does not make sense to me in the Matrix is that when they unplug they have to eat gruel but why they make life so miserable for themselves?, they could simulate a steak dinner and a bubble Bath using their computer but presumably they ain’t got battery enough or something so they do not wanna waste electricity or something, don’t know I am not convinced.
The brain contains a multitude of memories, some of them are glad and happy, strong enough to fuel the Patronus charm, and others are so sad and dark that you can’t even remember them, right?
But they all are valuable in their own ways and by writing them down we preserve them for the brain is a flakey storage device and even before you die, they can be corrupted or the “inode” is missing and the memory can’t be accessed and therefore I shall serialise some of them memories into this blog that I’m working on. Not only is it my legacy, but also in the name of science to benefit the cyber archeologists one thousand years from now, for we cannot know today what will be of interest to a scientist in 3023.
Today I imported a flu from Norway and my body has been dealing with it and I am making a swift recovery thanks to my outstanding immune system. Also I’ve felt gloomy and haven’t been able to accomplish anything. I’ll get a new chance to fail tomorrow.
Would that be interesting to know in one thousand years? Probably. Also this:
also a dream I had a few days ago: I lost left front tooth, the one which would’ve been a fang were I a vampire, it just came loose. (I dream about losing teeth a lot). Then to put it back the dentist said they’d have to drill a hole to fasten the new tooth with, and that’s when I realised it was a nightmare cause she wanted to drill a hole 30cm deep into my brain, so I woke up and all my teeth were where they are supposed to be so that was a big relief.
I’m a very happy man because I have so much going for me, people to love, people who love me, a big belly full of food, a big head full of wisdom. I’ve got the roof over my head and my eyes almost look the same way.
There ain’t nothing I’d trade this life for, except maybe exactly the same life but I am an half-elf and a wizard; a healer who can lay on hands to heal the sick and mend the broken and and resurrect the dead, or something.
Right now I can do these things only in my big head which will do.
It will do fine.
I’ve switched to using proton mail from gmail because I’m trying to value my privacy and it’s a very hard task cause there are websites spying on you, SaaS services using your “private” stuff to train LLMs, I added the quotes cause it’s on page 500 of some updated ToS that now they can use information about your genitalia and sexual orientation for personalised ads and stuff “share with partners”, so it’s not really private after all, probably it’s not even your stuff more or they co own it, and even the stuff you do pay for is spying on you like the Samsung TV with the Tizen wanna know if you are cool with them sharing stuff they know about you every time you power TV on, and when you say no they ask again. I put that one on the raspberry pi-Hole and it was close to 60% of DNS traffic for that one was for ad calls it’s absolutely nuts.
With all of them vultures snooping on all that you do online it’s absolutely absurd that the targeted ads you do get is of such bad quality, it’s just a bunch of shit they advertise for which I’ve no intention of buying.