Publicat la 17 februarie 2017

Se întâmplă rar să mă trezesc dis de dimineață atunci când nu sunt de serviciu. Rar e mult spus; mă trezesc extrem de rar atât de devreme. Astăzi e una din acele zile. M-am trezit și nu am mai putut adormi. Un gând interesant a încolțit în mintea abia deșteptată: să mă dau jos din pat și să văd cât de departe ajungi când te trezești atât de devreme! Toate bune și frumoase până am primit următoarea replică: „asta nu o poți vedea într-o singură zi!”…


Publicat la 10 februarie 2017

Perspectivele se schimbă când privești din aer.

Sau:

Perspectivele se schimbă când privești… de sus.

Cea de-a doua variantă este inspirată de prima, în combinație cu frumusețea limbii române, frumusețe care uneori joacă feste și ne trimite către niște interpretări cu sens contrar celui intenționat. Acum mi-am propus să vorbesc despre sensul propriu, cel dat de altitudine, cel din perspectiva pilotului. Acel sens de „din aer” sau, de ce nu, de sus, nu în sensul… arogant.


Stau la o cafea în capitală, privind către străduța pe care am căutat-o zilele trecute pe Google Maps. De aici, abia îmi pot da seama de existența scuarului verde dintre copacii din planul îndepărtat; de fapt, nici nu aș putea spune că ar fi un scuar acolo dacă nu aș fi trecut ieri pe lângă el.

Ha! Și nici măcar nu este verde! Cum așa?! Este iarnă și a nins, deci este alb!

În orice caz, perspectiva aeriană este una… aerată, una care dă o dimensiune longitudinală străduței. Citeam odată că un pilot este „pierdut” la sol. De când am început să călătoresc cu avionul și de când cu hărțile Google, rătăcirea pilotului la sol mi-a devenit mult mai clară; în adolescență o puteam doar intui.


Here Comes the Sun (cel din titlu) este piesa difuzată la radioficarea cafenelei.

Update: iată că a ieșit și soarele!


⚠️ SPOILER WARNING: FULL SPOILERS

The poster for Blitz features a woman and a boy surrounded by floating flowers, with a lone child standing below.

My Rating: ⭐⭐⭐½ (3.5/5 stars)

Final Verdict

Not bad, but a heavy watch. After seeing all the kid went through in this movie, you almost wanted to reach out to him through the TV and say, “Let’s get you home.”

If this is a true reflection, it does amaze me how much suffering and damage there is while people try to carry on like nothing is really happening. I am sure there was some truth in it. I would hope the darkest moments, like stealing jewelry off of dead people, didn’t happen. Unfortunately, I am sure that it did, though I haven’t researched it.

Overall, the story was good and compelling. It kept me interested, even if it was a heavy watch. Not a bad movie.

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Dans le ciel un oiseau blanc âme seule un instant suspendue s'éloigne sans daigner bouger les ailes

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Journal 4 octobre 2026 Le saké de l'adieu

On est toutes ensemble ce soir, on est tristes mais un peu heureuses. Hier au soir on a décidé d'aller ensemble à fukushima sans savoir ce qu’on y ferai ni ce quon trouverait. Bien sûr on ne pensait pas trouver shieko mais on voulait y aller. Mon frère nous a prêté un minibus, hayame a le permis, on est parties ce matin, on a acheté des fleurs en route. Il faut 3 h pour arriver. La côte est désolée, c{est plein de terrains vagues de dépôts de débris. O n'a pas pu pénétrer en zone interdite, bien sûr, il y a des barrières partout. Très peu de gens, âgés souvent. Ils ne craignent pas les radiations, à nos âges ils disent ça n'a plus d'importance. Personne n'avait vu la voiture bien sûr, ça aurait été trop beau. Pour finir on est allées au bord des falaises, pas loin de la centrale, on a lancé nos fleurs là en pensant à chie. Son corps n'est pas loin on le sait, on le sent. Deux vieilles personnes nous ont demandé si on rendait hommage à des disparus... On ne s'est pas plus attardées. On est rentrées en silence, en pleurant un peu, mais c'était comme un adieu cette fois. On sait qu’on ne la reverra plus, sa grâce, sa gentillesse, sa gaieté … Les larmes viennent en écrivant ça. C’est un peu comme après une catastrophe, on se compte entre survivantes. On avait emmené une bouteille de saké, chacune a bu au goulot et on a vidé le reste dans la mer. À toi shieko notre amie pour toujours.

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“Cry, the beloved country, for the unborn child that is the inheritor of our fear. Let him not love the earth too deeply. Let him not laugh too gladly when the water runs through his fingers, not stand too silent when the setting sun makes the veld with fire. Let him not be too moved when the birds of his land are singing, nor give too much of his heart to a mountain or a valley. For fear will rob him of all, if he gives to much.”

Alan Paton- Cry, the Beloved Country, Cape

Publicat la 26 ianuarie 2017

Unele liste se numesc rezoluții și se întocmesc la începutul anului. Astea par să ne motiveze, să ne dea un impuls. De cele mai multe ori, rezoluțiile sfârșesc prin a nu fi bifate decât în mică măsură.

Sunt apoi listele care cuprind obligațiile cotidiene. Astea sunt deja automatisme și nu influențează realizarea rezoluțiilor decât în măsura în care ocupă timpul necesar a fi alocat rezoluțiilor.

Din când în când apar tot felul de priorități sub forma unor evenimente surprinzătoare, surprinderea putând avea sensul cel mai divers, cel mai variat. Acestea se aruncă, plonjează în fața tuturor celorlalte lucruri pe care le avem de făcut. Acestea schimbă nu doar listele, dar schimbă însuși cursul vieții noastre.

Acest curs nu este predefinit, nu ne „s-a scris în frunte”, ci el este rezultatul acțiunilor noastre din fiecare moment, este rezultatul deciziilor noastre la fiecare problemă sau situație, oricât de nesemnificativă sau de importantă ar putea fi.

Așadar, listele „To Do” („de făcut”) sunt și ele un factor determinant în stabilirea următorului pas pe întinsa și neștiuta câmpie din fața noastră. Ai făcut lista? S-ar putea să faci un pas la dreapta, mergând apoi până dai de urmele altora ca tine.

Te-ai fi așteptat să intersectezi o potecă asemănătoare celei de pe care vii, dar care are o altă direcție? Ți se pare mai interesant să continui de acum pe această nouă cale în loc să o croiești pe a ta în continuare? Dacă o vei face pentru o vreme, te vei fi depărtat deja de ceea ce ți-ar fi putut rezerva propria ta cale! Iar dacă pe noul traseu s-ar putea să nu găsești nimic interesant, e posibil ca drumul de întoarcere să nu mai poată fi parcurs, crezând că vei mai putea continua din locul în care ai dat de poteca cea nouă…

Parcurgem acest drum, trasăm acest drum în viață, precum o furnică ce ajunge la baza unui copac secular cu o coroană imensă, frumos conturată. Furnica asta apucă să dea de gustul scoarței bătrânului copac și începe ascensiunea.

Desigur, nu îi va trebui o viață să ajungă la marginea coroanei, dar gândiți-vă câte infinite posibilități, câte trasee posibile pot exista în acest copac! Fiecare adiere de vânt, fiecare strălucire a unei raze de soare sau fiecare vrabie care se năpustește asupra furnicii poate fi un eveniment care să schimbe traseul furnicii!

Acesta poate fi Copacul Vieții sau poate fi doar o reprezentare vizuală a infinitelor posibile trasee ale noastre în viață!

Putem face liste, putem să respectăm termenele impuse, putem să ne abatem de la ele sau putem chiar să le ignorăm. E posibil ca după ani buni să le găsim într-un sertar și să constatăm cu surprindere că am realizat mare parte din ceea ce ne propusesem odată sau să zâmbim amuzați de ideile noastre de altădată.

Putem alege!

Publicat la 15 ianuarie 2017

Ar fi bine să vorbim despre asta sau să ne prefacem că nu s-a întâmplat? — Cincizeci de umbre ale lui Grey, vol. I, p. 103

Cred că asta este o întrebare bună.

După ce are loc o situație cu care nu ne intersectăm prea des, după ce avem un dialog aparent neterminat, putem ajunge să ne punem o astfel de întrebare. Nu vom ști niciodată dacă am acționat corect, răspunzând într-un fel sau în celălalt fel la întrebarea de mai sus.

Chiar dacă situația va fi deslușită sau dialogul finalizat, tot ne vom întreba apoi dacă ne-am dorit asta cu adevărat.

Îndoiala va persista, indiferent de cursul evenimentelor ce vor decurge în urma deciziei luate după ce vom fi răspuns la întrebare — într-un fel sau în altul.

Six years ago I plowed this field in Alabama the last time

In its place are houses for rich people. Covering memories of grandparents picking cotton Plain and simple I sold out. No romanticism just math. Security versus uncertainty.

Then I dealt with my father. My mother spent the last fifteen years in a wheelchair. She had a stroke. He pushed her into a bed and watched football for hours, until the next morning. She was still where she fell, clothes on, unable to stand. She could have been saved. I make no apologies. I made him suffer.

Come October I smell peanuts. Hear the dryness of cotton fields, soil breaking open to receive winter rye. Walking fields looking for arrowheads. Overseeding pastures for winter, praying for rain. I miss every fucking minute.

I no longer remember the names of my cows. Everything loved is gone. But the wonder of it all.

I am a terrible multitasker. I thought I'd be able to alternate between writing and taking podcast notes, but when I'm in the writing zone (indeed in any zone), I find it very difficult to pull away and do something else. Even if I designate the something else towards the tail-end of the day.

So today I will attempt to power through 6 episodes, half the season we recorded. Now, each episode is quite long; an hour or more in some cases, which means more video-watching than I can handle. Basic logic would dictate spreading the episode-watching and notetaking across several days to ease the blow of the task at hand, but that would necessitate employing the kind of mental gearshift that I sorely lack.

Why am I like this?

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I've worked quite hard to achieve my mediocre running abilities... that have now given me a 2nd place in a category in an event. I still think it is pretty cool, and I feel quite good about it, even though I know that the only reason I got 2nd is that fast people in my category were not there.

The bulk of my running has been all alone on the city streets and paths near where I live. Alone, and aside from a weekend run, they are in the morning before work. For the last few years, since switching to morning shift, those runs before work have been alone and in the dark. That, combined with the social anxiety that permeates every fiber of my being; it takes a lot for me to show up to an event like the one I did yesterday. I should be including as events all the ParkRuns I have done over the years.

Sometimes I wonder why I register, and why I show up at these things. I guess showing up to an event or ParkRun pushes me outside of my comfort zone physically and mentally. And I guess that's good for me? I suppose. Not really a good answer as to why bother. I'm not competitive at all, and these events are a race. I say, hey, winning is for the elite runners. The best of the best. The rest of us don't compete with anyone but our past self. But even that now is kind of pointless with the age that I'm at. As I get older it gets harder. My 55 year old self can't do what my 49 year old self was doing when I first found running (or did it find me?). I work harder to achieve a slower time.

For the data maybe. That is a fun thing to think about. Not like a tracker on my wrist communicating with satellites showing me distances and times. Not like showing up at a start line with a chip pinned to my shirt front. I run across a mat on the road that communicates with the chip. This chip time is so much more accurate than the thing on my wrist. I get to be forever on a list of runners for any particular event. I was there, and did that. It is pretty real I guess. Proof that I'm actually running and not just pushing myself around the city streets on a scooter just to get kudos on Strava.

About five years ago I had some water left over in a water bottle after I ran a full marathon. I went to pour it into the sink, and suddenly stopped. I pictured that water sloshing around in the bottle while I suffered through that 42.2km run. Instead of dumping it out, I put it in a stainless steel thermos. Whenever I did a long run on a weekend, or participated in an event or ParkRun, I would put some of that marathon water in the water bottle I was taking on the run. I would save some, and then return it to the thermos after the run. I've been doing this for years with the water that is in that thermos. I have water in there from all the registered long distance events, and also most of the ParkRuns I've done, for years. That includes a few I did out of town, and also Claremorris ParkRun in Ireland. I filter it twice. and boil it for a few minutes occasionally, and then sterilize the inside of the thermos before putting it back in. lol Just a weird ritual. I know it is only water.

This morning I decided to spend a portion of my grocery funds on a new pair of Vibrams. They're not my choice colors as they have hot pink on the back, but they're a third of the price the style normally sells for. They're the style I prefer for long-distance walking and hiking. And adding an alternating pair will put a little love back into my aging primary pair. I saw a new style I would very much like to try, but I will need to save for that.

I have went through my closet in recent months and gave almost every pair of boots and shoes I had away — minus my Vibrams. I don't wear them, and my feet have changed enough over the past many years that most were no longer comfortable. I couldn't even put my favorite Mary Janes on. An interesting side effect of either being barefoot or wearing Five Fingers for the vast majority of time for more than a decade.

There's a few new brands making more affordable Five Fingers. That excites me. One is also making more feminine styles. That really excites me. I've not needed to really dress up in a few years. I get a little anxious when I think about it, because if I dress up, I dress up. That is one area where my vanity can probably use a little work. Could I make myself walk out the door in my more feminine Vibrams? I'm truly unsure.

I want to say that I could. The idea of bending to societal expectations on the topic annoys me. However, I admittedly have my own expectations. I wonder if I'll even be comfortable dressed up that much. It is such a strange shift in thought since “dressed up” was my norm for the majority of my life. I feel uncomfortable just contemplating it.

I realize that I've changed a lot in the past decade concerning such things. I don't know what to make of it. The choice of stability over appearance was never meant to become my normal, but the shoes made such a difference in pain as well that they have definitely become my default. I have a gorgeous purple pair of Ryka Devotion Plus 2's that I purchased five years ago or so. They're comfortable, but my body throws a hissy if I try to walk in them for any distance. It's annoying. I've probably only worn them a dozen times. I keep them for “emergencies” but I should give them to someone who might use them. I'm going to think on that.

Have you ever tried to go on even a casual date in Five Finger shoes? You can learn a lot about a man by doing so. A whole lot. It's kind of amusing to observe. Perhaps that says something about the men I've dated since I'm sure those who also wear them wouldn't even blink.

New day. The above was written few days ago. It's raining, I'm smiling, and it's going to be a good day. I love the sound of rain and thunderstorms. It's just rain this morning, but it's so soothing. Add the whistle of wind, and I'm in my happy place. I'm really looking forward to when it comes with a crispness, too.

I really have to figure out my electricity approach for this winter. I think I'm going to struggle to hit the 1000kw this month. I guess I could drop my thermostat down another degree. Yes, I'll do that now. It really annoys me to be forced to use electricity I wouldn't just so my bill isn't around $300 during the hot months. Unfortunately, it's still hot enough that I can't drop it low enough to matter yet, so I'm already having to use more than necessary.

I've spoken to multiple companies about it. They don't care. Environment be damned. Even the 100% renewable don't care. In the Winter months, my usage drops drastically. I think the lowest I've had is in the 290s. The highest has probably been around 490. (Maybe lower or higher by a few. I'm not going to go look.) That's a lot of extra kw to come up with.

I figured out the math and if I'm really conservative, and we're not too warm for too many days a month, I could probably pull off keeping my bill the same without pushing for the 1k, but that would mean I'd need to watch everything closely. That's really not my style. But to hit the 1k, I think I'd have to alternate running ac or heat depending on the outside temperature AND keep my windows open. Then hope. That's just annoyingly wasteful.

You would think the companies would reward me for using less, but noooooo. Same goes for my landlord with water usage. It's one of the excuses given for rent hikes. “Would you like to pay your own water bill then?” At least he's wisened up and stopped asking me that. I don't know.

OK, that one degree drop makes it chilly right now. I should look up how wise it is to keep dropping the temperature. Let's see... For now, it will work as the nights are still warm enough.

So it looks like I will either be cooking a lot of water in the oven, amongst various other wastes, or I go as absolutely minimal as possible, which will potentially get screwed up with a heat wave or massive cold front. I should ask all my neighbors if they'd like to use my washer, dryer, and oven to save themselves money. 😹

It's utterly ridiculous to need to play such games. Especially in this economy. It also creates a false demand for energy usage. Just give me a fair price for my low usage, and stop punishing me because I use less.

Speaking of which, I could also complain about family-plan subsidization, but I will refrain. The thought of needing to keep up with tech alone in a family with multiple children would give me anxiety even with an amazing income. I also won't start grumbling about the economical advantages. Especially when there's many programs that either will not run at all or will not run well on cheap tech.

OK, I'm still smiling. That one degree will make a difference for now as long as I don't get annoyed each time the AC turns on. I really dislike oil, gas, and electric companies with their record profits. I enjoy having all of the above. I just wish the greedy owners would stop manipulating the system. They have enough houses and cars already. Do they really need another private jet? I don't think so.

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