Thursday, April 21, 2011

If you know

If you know anything about me there is one thing that can take my breathe away its something like this.

The Mountain from Terje Sorgjerd on Vimeo.



I know there is so much more potential out there then here. Just looking at what may gleam amongst the starts while i sit here is the most disappointing feeling ever. What are we missing out on?

I took a trip to the Griffith Observatory a few months ago, and I can't remember the last time i was that excited. Read about the planets, see the starts, read all the specs, and then to sit by a metal statue of my theoretical hero Einstein.

So much potential in the stars. Its so much bigger than the "human race." Yet its still sooo very far away.

Sunday, April 10, 2011

Be wat it is

So graduation is 7 weeks away. Man. Time to leave this school for sure and start a little bit of my life. Know what i mean. I like school, and one day in 2-3 years ill go back most definitely to get my master's degree. But for now I want to be able to on saturday and sunday not have to worry about tests or homework.

I want to be able to take classes at night or on the weekend to enrich my life. Enjoy my life. Thats my goal.






Artist:Joywave
Song:Betelgeuse

Thursday, April 7, 2011

The death of beauty

So this article was written some 4 years ago. But it is about how a world famous violin player anonymously played in a washington D.C. subway to see if ordinary people recognized beauty and superb quality music for the Washington Post.

I originally thought this article was going to be boring and one of those that would take forever to read. But once I began to read the article, it swiftly went by and caused only a sense of sadness over how people do not take a moment out of their day to enjoy the world around them, and merely focus on the challenges ahead.

http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2007/04/04/AR2007040401721.html

As quoted in the article from a homeless man...

"What is this life if, full of care,

We have no time to stand and stare."

-- from "Leisure," by W.H. Davies