Things I discovered today in Providence, Rhode Island
1. There’s a fruit ninja arcade game
2. Arcades are nowhere near as fun as they used to be, because
a. there’s no good prizes you can get unless you get like a thousand tickets
b. the crappy 10 ticket prizes you used to get as a kid and get all excited about now seem like worthless junk
3. Cannolis are meh
4. All cities are basically the same
5. There are questions I’m way too afraid to ask my parents
a. Are you happy with the way your life turned out?
b. Are you happy with your marriage?
6. I could really use some new shoes.
“There is not a single argument nor a single fact that can be offered in favour of flesh eating that cannot be offered, with equal strength, in favour of cannibalism.”
Herbert Shelton”—(via blood-and-beef)
“I’m the type who’d be happy not going anywhere as long as I was sure I knew exactly what was happening at the places I wasn’t going to. I’m the type who’d like to sit home and watch every party that I’m invited to on a monitor in my bedroom.”—Andy Warhol (via be-jealous-bitches)
“Let us settle ourselves, and work and wedge our feet downward through the mud and slush of opinion, and prejudice, and tradition, and delusion, and appearance, that alluvion which covers the globe, through Paris and London, through New York and Boston and Concord, through Church and State, through poetry and philosophy and religion, till we come to a hard bottom and rocks in place, which we can call reality, and say, This is, and no mistake; and then begin, having a point d’appui, below freshet and frost and fire, a place where you might found a wall or a state, or set a lamp-post safely, or perhaps a gauge, not a Nilometer, but a Realometer, that future ages might know how deep a freshet of shams and appearances had gathered from time to time…Be it life or death, we crave only reality. If we are really dying, let us hear the rattle in our throats and feel cold in the extremities; if we are alive, let us go about our business.”—Walden (pg 72)
“I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived. I did not wish to live what was not life, living is so dear; nor did I wish to practice resignation, unless it was quite necessary. I wanted to live deep and suck out all the marrow of life, to live so sturdily and Spartan-like as to put to rout all that was not life, to cut a broad swath and shave close, to drive life into a corner, and reduce it to its lowest terms, and, if it proved to be mean, why then to get the whole and genuine meanness of it, and publish its meanness to the world; or if it were sublime, to know it by experience, and be able to give a true account of it in my next excursion. For most men, it appears to me, are in a strange uncertainty about it, whether it is of the devil or of God, and have somewhat hastily concluded that it is the chief end of man here to ‘glorify God and enjoy him forever’.”—Walden (pg 67)
“The millions are awake enough for physical labor; but only one in a million is awake enough for effective intellectual exertion, only one in a hundred millions to a poetic or divine life. To be awake is to be alive. I have never yet met a man who was quite awake. How could I have looked him in the face? We must learn to reawaken and keep ourselves awake, not by mechanical aids, but by an infinite expectation of the dawn, which does not forsake us in our soundest sleep.”—Walden (pg 66)
Book #1: Henry David Thoreau’s “Walden” (illustrated edition! yay!)
Day #13 (6/2/12)
Pages Read: 75 (27.99% done)
Chapter 1 and 2: “Economy” and “Where I Lived, and What I Lived For”
(Referring to students) “I mean they should not play life, or study it merely, while the community supports them at this expensive game, but earnestly live it from beginning to end. How could youths better learn to live than by at once trying the experiment of living? Methinks this would exercise their minds as much as mathematics.” (38)
"It should not be by their architecture, but why not even by their power of abstract thought, that nation should seek to commemorate themselves? How much more admirable the Bhagvad-Geeta than all the ruins of the East!…Nations are possessed with an insane ambition to perpetuate the memory of themselves by the amount of hammered stone they leave. What if equal pains were taken to smooth and polish their manners? One piece of good sense would be more memorable than a monument as high as the moon." (43-44)
I am enjoying “Walden” because Thoreau manages to capture so many of my own thoughts and emotions in such beautiful and honest language. We share so many of the same perspectives, and yet, I continue to also find ideas of his that I wholeheartedly disagree with. I am enjoying this balance of agreement and disagreement.
On a Bart train with a guy with a super long red beard, 2 guys with intense tattoos, a midget, 2 guys with turbans, 3 guys with diamond earrings, a gay teenage couple looking cute together, blacks, whites, Asians, giants fans, and a guy designing crazy complicated charts on a tiny computer. It’s a bad joke waiting to happen. Aint life grand. :)