Swim'r'me 15 October, 2009 | comment
I didn't have a photo to go with this post.
Of course I do have the option of finding one on- or offline.. but what's the fun in that. I've so far managed to consistently stick to my own photos.
Besides, what would be the point of a semi-sort-of-photoblog without my photos in it.
Therefore photo-less post.
Have on the same hand been off the camera for a while again. Another off-season.
On the other hand.
Swimming is my new infatuation and possible passion for a while. I know. I just do.
This feeling of joy and freedom. Moving in every x y and z, however I want. Something nothing else in this world allows.
This sore feeling in my very existence. Numbing yet empowering. It's not just the endorphins speaking.
For the longest time, jogging and sprinting has been my only constant athletic passion. I've done others, enjoyed some more than others; of which the ones I feel like mentioning: long jump, high jump, discos, basketball.
Now I can say jogging, sprinting + swimming.
Humans sure are interesting creatures. Most seek stability and order. Control. Overview. Knowledge (of whatever sort). Even those who seek change seek stability. Understanding these relations between change and stability. I wonder. Understanding what people live for. Interesting.
«Power». There's another word in the topic of control and stability.
Sensing power and desiring power. Feeling superior or wishing for it.
I feel 'empowered' when and after I swim and jog. Of course that isn't the only reason, but nevertheless I feel great. Reading and studying, though different per singularis, is to me a power. I can control what I know, manipulate and apply as I please. Know what I want and decide what to express however I want (in this privileged society which I reside within).
Some gain knowledge to gain power. A means to an end.
Power.
I read an article in a newspaper the other day. A group of 25 year olds (you'd think responsible adults), kicked and beat a beggar on the street.
Psychological delusions and cravings.
Of course I do have the option of finding one on- or offline.. but what's the fun in that. I've so far managed to consistently stick to my own photos.
Besides, what would be the point of a semi-sort-of-photoblog without my photos in it.
Therefore photo-less post.
Have on the same hand been off the camera for a while again. Another off-season.
On the other hand.
Swimming is my new infatuation and possible passion for a while. I know. I just do.
This feeling of joy and freedom. Moving in every x y and z, however I want. Something nothing else in this world allows.
This sore feeling in my very existence. Numbing yet empowering. It's not just the endorphins speaking.
For the longest time, jogging and sprinting has been my only constant athletic passion. I've done others, enjoyed some more than others; of which the ones I feel like mentioning: long jump, high jump, discos, basketball.
Now I can say jogging, sprinting + swimming.
Humans sure are interesting creatures. Most seek stability and order. Control. Overview. Knowledge (of whatever sort). Even those who seek change seek stability. Understanding these relations between change and stability. I wonder. Understanding what people live for. Interesting.
«Power». There's another word in the topic of control and stability.
Sensing power and desiring power. Feeling superior or wishing for it.
I feel 'empowered' when and after I swim and jog. Of course that isn't the only reason, but nevertheless I feel great. Reading and studying, though different per singularis, is to me a power. I can control what I know, manipulate and apply as I please. Know what I want and decide what to express however I want (in this privileged society which I reside within).
Some gain knowledge to gain power. A means to an end.
Power.
I read an article in a newspaper the other day. A group of 25 year olds (you'd think responsible adults), kicked and beat a beggar on the street.
Psychological delusions and cravings.
Labels: exercise, life, reflections, self-preservation, social awareness, swimming
Choosing (a) life 12 October, 2009 | comment
Look Ahead
This world is full of colours and lights.
One of those photos I've wanted to try for a while and finally did.
I've been doing some thinking lately.
My life needs a change. The way I live that is. A change within.
Get out more, explore more, seize the moments that flutter past.
What were those words so over-used by a popular media of mass production and consumption?
Though in words true to Horatius:
Carpe Diem
quam minimum credula postero.
Seize the day
putting as little trust as possible in tomorrow.
I can't say I've been living a life of plans so far, only seeing as far as my arms can reach, sometimes, though experimentally, while stretching, to see how far they reach. The difference though, is I have never put much thought into my actions, never thought more than two steps past the current, what can happen, what may happen, why, or whether I want it to happen. I live my life by vague rules, rules I've made as I've walked along this path. They serve no purpose than to allow me life.
Time to stop floating and start swimming.
I have news for this blog too. I used to think I'd only want to post when I have something to say. That is, something current, something thought through.
But
I'm going to be posting anything and everything. Who needs a purpose and reason to post to an abandoned, forsaken pointless blog. I'll write, post, vent, anything I have to vent. If I feel like venting.
I admit, I read this blog post first before posting this one:
Write to Done blog
If you haven't seen the movie then you should but here's the theme song played amazingly by Itzhak Perlman:
Grooveshark -> Schindler's List Theme
Labels: agenda, boundaries, flickr, goal, life, photo, purpose, rant, reflections, self-preservation, street photography
