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Entries for June, 2006

June 1st, 2006

after one day...

after a day the octopus is almost the size of my hand. i had to replace the container and it seems that i need to get a bigger container again. at this rate i'm going to need to put it on the extra bathtub.

after a day

 

Posted by Enriquez at 09:30 AM | Knock knock.

June 4th, 2006

and then...

"...and then it hit me like a kick in the nuts, what if i'm wrong..." - Marv, Sin City. for the longest time it has been the practice to regularly empty the mind. simply put: forget stuff. the point and purpose of this strategy is to facilitate learning. the premise being that with less in mind, the more can be crammed in. this has been going on for the longest time that it is no longer sure if this was intentionaly started or not. one thing is sure, it is not feasible to stop this practice. life requires learning to  be the consistent and persistent activity.

what is it like to look back at your life and see that it can be categorized in just one word: student? be the motivation be parent bribery, life's tragedy, or economics. maybe it's like being in school all the time, in a really big campus. =P

the trick therefore is knowing what to forget. forgetting just anything is contradictory to the point. knowledge is something that should accumulate. new knowledge founded on the old.

Posted by Enriquez at 12:24 PM in *Things That Are* | Knock knock.

June 6th, 2006

a message for you

if you got it, you want to share it; if you shared it, you haven't got it...

how high is 'up'?

what grows down, instead of up?

what would keep on going when we're gone? and stop dead if we're done?

what looks where you look, except when you look at yourself?

truthiness hurts. or does it tickle?

Posted by Enriquez at 01:08 AM in *Things that Were* | Knock knock.

"huh!? it's a box?"

i have never understood what "thinking outside of the box" meant. i don't even understand what's the 'box' in first place. and to the top i have never a man or woman who could give me a satifactory explanation. it's not that i don't ask, questions are my specialty. i treat them like the spices for the mind. just as much as the hot sting deters non-sentient animals from eating herbs, the unprepared mind backs off from questions. but the right combination could yield so much more for those with a taste for the exotic. it doesn't always happen though, but it really is nice if it does.

i love it when people talk or write about the 'cycles' in their lives. the beginnings. the endings. the gist. i don't really understand them. and i barely remember after. but i remember that it was nice to hear or to read. my favorite form of 'cyling' of ideas or events is stand-up comedy. those jokers really know how use and re-use just the right number of times a few to get the most laught out of you. i'm speaking of course of the good ones. the ones that make me laugh. laughter being the one the things that separates us from the non-living. might not be the most profound but certainly is the one of the most fun differences. in laughter there is this split second of awareness of the whole self. and when it's over, you just know it was nice.

i admire people who can draw. and draw quite beautifully. that is coming from a person who can't even write - i just chicken-scratch. it's as if my hand has preferences of it own that pretty much throws away what i want to see on paper. my left hand. my brain. may eyes. they're just not in-sync. there was a time that i was even afraid to fill up forms. i tend to screw it up bad. it's not that i didn't do anything about it . there were summer afternoon that i spent just practicing writing the letters individualy. i practiced by copying paragraphs from books or magazines. and i can proudly say i made improvements. i earned it. it's still ugly (they say), but readable. can't draw much though. apparently, it's a totally different skill set to practice.

Posted by Enriquez at 03:45 AM in *Things That Are* as a favorite post | Knock knock.

June 8th, 2006

a week after

it's been a week and my octopus has grown so much. it's kinda like a soft tattered octopus shaped sponge by now. and bigger than my face and will supposedly keep on growing for three more days.

it lives...

Posted by Enriquez at 03:22 AM as a favorite post | Knock knock.

one of modern life's basics

if you read a lot for quite some time; and talk to different people at different places at different times; and watch different channels on different televisions: you will encounter rumors, little traces of something you will truly enjoy. like a sweet trail chocolate covered bread crums leading to a ginger bread house. where there are eye candy... dangerous spice... exciting bars of chocolate...

it won't last though. at one point you have to kick the witch unto the oven and evacuate before the whole place come crashing down on you. i found one such little something the other day. oh! how i sweet the memories it leaves. oh! how tragic the ending it brings...

It's called the Mirrormask. The fabled charm that can bring to you all you desire.

nothing left to do now, but to find another one. the White Queen says, "Never put off 'til tomorrow what you can do the day after."

Posted by Enriquez at 10:28 PM in *Things That Are* as a favorite post | Knock knock.

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