listen, listen, listen. you're right. why should i throw judgment for someone i'll never truly know? they're no me. i've not put on their socks. i've not bathed in her bathtub. i've not worn her clothes. i've not drank the water from her tap. i've not seen through her glasses. i've not used her earphones. i've not read her books. i've not watered her plants. i've not held her hand. i've not lived. we're lost. i'm lost for saying it myself! the way descartes says that he's an individual thought, how he's an isolated mind, how he thinks therefore he is, how he's a "pure individual" Cogito, ergo sum, Je pense, donc je suis, all of that nonsense. that doesn't exist, that's not true. he focuses on the thouht that people are points that are isolated from one another. that's not true. you are what is around you. everything you are, you have learned from others, and others learned that others also fro...
2/28/23 I don't know why I didn't write yesterday since there was so much to write about. Can't change that now, a new day arrives. It would be beneficial if I used it to my advantage. We were finally able to play what practiced for a few weeks yesterday. There's only one problem, we didn't get to play everything we prepared. What's worse is that we screwed up the synchronization. It went well in the later part, but everything was riddled with technical difficulties. Could be our worst performance yet. Let this be a lesson for us. In any case, if this may be the worst performance, the next performances are only going to be better. We had our batch picture yesterday. They seemed to care less about me not having a uniform. Last time they made me find a uniform that would fit me. Every section sat down in their respective places, our section was in the front. Other sections that didn't fit were placed to the sides. I sat dead center. I was in the middle of it...
3/11/23 The sky under me today had no clouds. Take it as you will, the way you think is up to you. You can think of it as it being clear like a proper mental state. You can think of it as it being empty like an teenage boy's soul. Your life to this point shapes how you see the world around you. I'm using the weekend to pick up where I left off from Murakami's Norwegian Wood, I love the way Murakami narrates events happening in the book when told from the first person. It feels autobiographical, as if you're seeing what's happening through your own eyes. Reading the dialogue is a fun treat too, the words flow naturally from the characters' non existent mouths. They're realistic, like Murakami has that personality himself. The only real complaint many people and I have with Murakami is the way he writes women. There was this one part where a female character, Midori Kobayashi, was cooking for the main character, "She wore slim blue jeans and a navy T-sh...
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