is everything that makes the world move or stabd still
Is is Satre that said: I can be your hell or your heaven...
I am an orphaned baboon. My parents were killed in the Kruger National Park when some European people drove over them. Since then I am venturing Africa... in search for the meaning of life!
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
Sunday, January 24, 2010
so...the decision is to...
sometimes not make any decisions. The easy thing in life is to get up, swing frm branc to branch and eat bananas or lice, which ever comes first. And when you are tired of doing that, you hang!
I often wonder about the systems humans create... to survive in. In many ways it is a jungle out there to. Up to when and what do you swing the way your collegues swing... so far that you loose yourself... just to find out in the end that it was just a fluke, another system... that will not support you in the end.
And when you leave you can be replaced. Why? because you only swung the way it is to be expected? Maybe one should start thinking of legacy? What is a legacy? Having several babies?
How can I make a difference so that I can feel different?
I often wonder about the systems humans create... to survive in. In many ways it is a jungle out there to. Up to when and what do you swing the way your collegues swing... so far that you loose yourself... just to find out in the end that it was just a fluke, another system... that will not support you in the end.
And when you leave you can be replaced. Why? because you only swung the way it is to be expected? Maybe one should start thinking of legacy? What is a legacy? Having several babies?
How can I make a difference so that I can feel different?
Saturday, January 23, 2010
depression is...
a really bad thing. One can decide to dwell in it or dwell in life. The biggest problem is that you sleep or salk the time away that when you wake up, there is so much time watsed.
Somehing else I wonder about is relationships. Is it connected to a lot of strings that can be broken in a minute? What is the depth of any relationship? Is there any depth, or is it just another attempt, empty however, to make sense of the world around you?
Somehing else I wonder about is relationships. Is it connected to a lot of strings that can be broken in a minute? What is the depth of any relationship? Is there any depth, or is it just another attempt, empty however, to make sense of the world around you?