Up at 2 and I ‘ain’t’ talking p.m. All yesterday I kept thinking “I’m making another cappuccino” but never got there. I’ll do that now. I can’t help but take advantage of cool air if there is any sliding back the glass door and positioning a fan to circulate it in. It was the highest it’s been so far topping off at 92 degrees – let’s see how cool I can get it inside before the sun hits. Won’t be rising just yet.
OK, hang on while I make that coffee. BRB
Sorry that took a little longer than I’d planned. Decided to put the few dishes away that’d been drying and wipe down the sink. I’d been remiss, well, don’t remember being remiss but didn’t wipe it down that last time – ate, no, hate white water stains. Keep my toothpaste there too, the edge of the sink, for between meal brushing – have to keep on top of those splashes keeping me on my toes – you see the ripple effect.
Mmm, that’s a good cuppa Joe.
At the stove my mind wandered to salads and the garden people who drop off veggies at the facility this time of year. I really like those guys. Right now I’m in lettuces heaven. Had cooked vegs in the fridge I relocated to the freezer promising we’d meet and eat again as soon as leafy heads run out. How do I love my salads… let me count the ways… and roughage rules!
Finished reading Oedipus today, will need a break before I move on to the 3rd Theban play thank-you Sophocles, and vaguely remember reading it way back, not talking about college days but before that while whatever in the back of my mind is pulling my reaction out of mothballs. My sense of humor as it is causes me to reflect I’ve never had a bad day. I’d say poor guy but I wouldn’t have gouged my eyes out, not even spiritually, yet, a part of me is borderline can’t blame him… well… we all react differently in situations. At least the seer hadn’t lied to him… either did Creon. Ouch human nature and the thinking of the times or is it just the way it is with royalty? Gives it a whole new definition or am I the last to know? The inception of soaps and porn without graphic scenes, the suggestion being enough. Do you suppose he sat back after it all and said ‘well damn, now I can’t see for real’?
My fan sounds like a small plane in flight but it makes a nice breeze. There goes the AC, guess it’s not cool enough – gotta close the door.
I rise at regular time but the clock says I’m up an hour early. Am I? I’ll have time to myself and it’ll be light when I walk to work. Will I miss watching day break? Maybe a little but it’ll be fine. The alarm hasn’t gone off yet and I’m about to fix coffee. It’s nice to be able to sit and think not worrying about the clock. This solstice season agrees with me though I do love being able to see where I’m going on the way home. Born on the equinox it’s no surprise I love balance. The world turns the way it does and winter shortens daylight without a clock’s permission. Persephone is packing up her things fastening the shutters on her home. It occurred to me why March is as a tumultuous month as it is with winter battling spring while the underworld doesn’t want to let her go. Her heart’s just not there, simple enough.
About that coffee…
He demanded but you didn’t think overwhelmed by the command. Is that it? Was it a command or a plea? Was he just thinking out loud? No, I know what it was. You acted in fear but I acted out of love. That’s it. From fear the violence comes but in love the violence ends.
Sword fights can be tiring though even when you’re not striking but blocking the blow.
Yeah, exhausting actually.
At its core, the universe is not a rational place – the universe doesn’t think (but it creates randomly or by the nature of the universe when worlds collide, burn out, break apart, however the universe works). Plato and Kant say the world is amenable to reason (it won’t argue, it’s just itself while you do the thinking) aka man thinks. In the face of a world filled with endless strife (synapses, synapses, synapses) we ought (there’s the o word – ought) minimize natural desires to achieve a tranquil state of mind and disposition for universal (well rounded) beneficence (becoming selfless) and overcome frustration in artistic, moral, aesthetic forms (there’s that f word that anyone with any sense loves to write off as intangible twisting it to unachievable) of awareness.
Our bodies don’t think our brains do though it’s a gray area being physical that causes us to be able to reason, to think about stuff, to figure stuff out. Our bodies are amenable to reason, to eat right, to relax, to smile, to be happy, to do what’s right, to be positive, to get out of our own way, to think of the other guy, to add to life.
Not so sublime really. We got this.
An orgy, the functional state of multiple realizability, is preferred over masturbation, the act of self-inflation.
In Philosophy: Orgy – functional Platonic state of multiple realizability; masturbation – an act of self-inflation.
In Philosophy, an Orgy is a functional Platonic state of multiple-realizability and we all know that boys will be boys.
See what I mean?