[magic realism] Sometimes it’s difficult to write a blog when my computer is floating around my room. I won’t chase it around. If it wants to fly, well, let it fly. I’ll give it my best shot but I don’t promise anything, typos are recurrent when it goes on a “tangen”. It’s been a tough day. As I rode the bus back home I saw my grandfather’s face on the stoplights red bulb. You know this only occurs to people when something bad is going to happen, it’s a premonition. Events like these piss me off, I try to be calm but I just want some rest. Yesterday I ate too many algebra books for dinner and perhaps this is the reason for my grumpy mood. Mom always says, “don’t wait the last minute to eat your subjects” but as you know, I’m 17 and that’s what we teenagers do. A1e-1r353327888888
[1 hour and 89 days later]
Damn it, I fell asleep again while blogging. Ok well, I’m not quite sure what I was blogging about before this lapsus… So… I’ll talk about philosophy. I’m reading Heidegger and we are discussing “Why is the Being rather than nothing?” Well, I think it’s the Being what matters because “nothing” is nothing, meaning it doesn’t exist. And probably (this is just an opinion) we, beings, care only about facts, things, everything, the Being. Therefore, we wouldn’t contemplate something non-existent, it doesn’t matter, it’d be: useless. I’m trying to digest Heidegger’s text slowly, I don’t want another stomach ache. Well I guess I’ll go to sleep now.
This is fine, but I{d like to see this connected to the text.
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