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We Are Them, They Are Us


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Yesterday, I was happy. I walked with a clarity, a lightness, that I don't remember having any time recently. Normally I characterise my sanity in terms of grounded and not. Either I walk with the density of stars, burning my way through life, walking like I own the place or I'm deliriously unhappy, burdened by something that makes dealing with life like wandering through a thick and pervasive fog.

Yesterday, it was different. There was a sense of barely touching the ground and a brilliant clarity about everything that was wonderful. Lecture flowed, even though I can't really read the projector, the concepts didn't clunk and thump about in my brain, but were maneuvered about like puzzle pieces on a lazy summer sunday at a your grandparents' house. Wicker chairs and anachronistic drinking vessels, and the soft light of summer filtering through the windows. Relaxed, easy and effortless even while difficult.

I went to Patti's Mad Hatter Tea and brought along Organic Fair Trade Chocolate for fondue, as well as my tea kettle and some pineapple. Me and Simon talked about video games, the non-existance of absolute truth, the merits of pantheism, why I'm a comptatibalist, Gödel's incompleteness theorem (so sexy!), Arrow's impossibility theorem and why Hume and Buddha are awesome. I miss Simon.

Even things that normally would have pushed me into a total funk I dealt with not unemotionally but certainly reasonably. Heck, me and Patti even managed to heatedly debate something without wanting to kill each other. This is a wonderous development, trust me. On the way home, I ran into this really interesting guy and chatted about the privatising of Transit and the bonuses and drawbacks. He was blue collar and remarkably intelligent and well spoken. Just a working father with a brain, it was really nice, although I must admit I am in love with the idea of the blue collar philosopher so my biases must have contributed to my liking him. Nevertheless, he gave me alot to think about.

Today, I'm going to see an ophthalmologist.

Written On: Home Computer
Currently Listening: Spark That Screams - We Are Them, They Are Us
Currently Eating: Bran Flakes with Raisins and Rice Beverage

Comments

ophthalmologist, eh?

Have you read Gödel, Escher Bach: An Eternal Golden Braid?

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