All entries for February 2007
February 28, 2007
A First Ramble. How Exciting.
The walk home was refreshing. I was angry - mostly at myself. more at other things. But it had just been raining outside, and the sun was out.
A bit like that, in fact. Phœbus was charging away. Made me smile. Made me think of places far away. The grass is always greener on the other side. Though I have to admit it's pretty darn green here.
Like that. That was right at the beginning of the year. I think we were going into Coventry.
I don't know what other people are like, but the state of the external world is essential to my happiness. That's why I chose a campus university. I don't really care about how high profile warwick is. I just wanted to be happy, my parents wanted me to have a good education, supposedly guaranteed by some sort of arrogance and need to be the best at everything installed in the attitude of the place I'd end up. I like writing. I love language. It's a world in itself. But I'm far too dreamy to be among some of the most academic students in the country. I want to enjoy life too much, in my own way. I hate being told what to do or how to do it.
I've been described as a hippy. Ha. Yeah, I like Jack Johnson, I don't like violence or pain, I don't believe in the greatness of Capitalism, I don't like hypocricy, double standards, I believe in freedom, love, etc, etc. But I dunno whether all that classes me as a hippy. I'm not even sure whether I know what it means to be a hippy, to be honest.
Honesty ... a great man once said honesty is a craft. It's true. The Oxford English Dictionary says craft is:
- Strength, power, might, force.
- Intellectual power; skill; art.
- Occult art, magic.
I especially like the last one. The challenge is to use it and not be afraid of the judgement it invites. To think of it more as a uniting exercise between you and the great world of 'other people' who may just identify with you.
Right, I'm falling asleep here. Man I feel shit.