The rain outside is like music for my ears. My state of mind changes from wherever it might be, to a calm and relaxing state. Dreams and thoughts swirling around in my head, confusing me and giving me nights without sleep, gets structured, as if the sound of rain works as a map for my cogitations. Someone might call me a pluviophile. At least I would.
Rain inspired music magically appearing from my guitar, allowing my feelings to change form to chords and tunes.
Cookies, what is a cookie? Is it an emotion? I know for certain that I become full of joy when I detect a cookie, chocolate-chip cookie more specifically. But does the joy lie in cookie or within me? Is it correct of me to say that the cookie is joy, can I for instance call a cookie for joy? Would be corrected if I go to the store and say ''I want to buy some joy.'' Do I have specify myself when I say I am looking for joy? Is what I consider joy not joy for anyone else?
Is joy the product of mixing ingredients? Is there a recipe for joy? If so where can I find it? I would like a big batch of joy right now, but I know for a fact there are several joys in life. The feeling the same but the product different.
I become full of joy when I detect a chocolate-chip cookie, same when I detect a new tune, but I find less joy in a cookie with crusted raisins embedded within. Does to joy lie within me but is in need of a cookie to be allured, or does someone actually have the recipe for one of the things that I generalize as joy?
I have recently finished reading the book "the Smell of Apples", by Mark Behr. Unfortunately, I must say that the book striked me as rather boring. I see how the book is good in a teacher's point of view since it focuses a lot on history and different themes and, after all, we read it in literature class, so I am not surprised. No offense to the teacher, I think it is important to read these sort of books and I found them interesting, but this kind of literature is nothing I would dig my teeth in at home.
The story in itself is set in Cape Town, South Africa, and is about a young boy named Marnus and how life looks like through his perspective. I think it was fascinating reading about apartheid and the hate between different races in the novel and at the time. The author has made an exquisite job by interweaving racism into this book in this way. You find out about the situation in South Africa by reading about how a little boy is influenced and affected by the society. The main characters in the book are Marnus himself, his dad, mum, sister, best friend Frikkie, and the Mr. Smith (a military General in cover).
As aforementioned, I think this book is interesting as well as fascinating, but it is was in fact tedious, not to say deadening to read about this boy, really without any turn of events (exept in the end).
“Even the smallest person can change the course of the future.”
This is a quote from the Lord of the rings trilogy, which is my favourtite movie trilogy along with "Star Wars". There is just something about the movies that makes you very happy, I can't really put my finger on what it is, but it is something aboout them.
Therefore, I am very excited about the upcoming movie "The Hobbit: The Desolation of Smaug". It is the sequel to the movie "The Hobbit: An Unexpected Journey" and based on the book "Bilbo" by J.R.R Tolkien.
Unlike many others, I actually really liked the first movie about The hobbit and can't wait for the release of the second movie in December. I will also try to read the book, even thogh I have a hard time reading books by Tollkien as i often find them to detailed and in-depth, sure, his imagination is reallly impressive, but to read lots and lots of pages with details about something isn't for me. However, I will try to get through it in order to have a better experience watching the movie.
After I have seen it I will of course write down my thoughts and feelings in this blog.
If you're finding it difficult to maintain a dietary restriction and keeping your hands off unhealthy snack, just imagine good ol' Arnold shouting his lungs off at you! I hope you'll find this helpful!
To wake up on a Saturday morning is truly something absolutely fantastic. After a schoolweek that has been flooded with assignments it is nice to know that you have two whole days full of nothing, unless you have homework of course.
Detecting the tones of "melodikrysset" coming from down the stairs only for you to wake up, head to the kitchen and feast on a newly baked cinammon bun alongside a ice cold glass of refreshing milk.
There are few things I love as much as Saturday mornings, and seeing as Saturdays is the best day of the week, that might not be a shocker. The perfect Saturday is however when the snow starts to fall and you are waking up at the sight of beautiful snow capped trees outside your window, you then here the sound of cowbells coming from "vinterstudion" before you place yourslf in the sofa to watch, and then is the perfect Saturday morning ongoing.
Born the 2nd of October in 1869, and brutally assassinated the 30th of Januari in 1948. This astounding, staggering lawyer, politician, and freedom fighting spiritual leader, is one of the most interesting and riveting persons in the history of India.
This man brought us today's quote of the day.
"Be the change you want to see in the world"
I think this is a phrase to live by every single day. It does not take some huge accomplishment or great achievment to make our world to a better place, for all of us. I do not believe that you have to look for a profound meaning or look at this quote from an extremely philosophical approach or perspective, just take it literally and try to live by its meaning everyday, and this world would be a more pleasant environment which, whether we like it or not, surrounds all of us. We are all humans, let us treat each other that way too.
Yes, I am fully aware of that the autumn is incipient. The autumn, as Hugo so delicately put it in his last blog post, might very well be our most scenic and stunning season. As i walk home from the bus stop in the picturesque little village where i spend most of my days I find it it challenging not to look at all the beautiful coloured leaves.
However beautiful the autumn is altough, I can't help thinking that it is nothing but a stairwell to winter. Beause let's face it, even tough autumn is arguably the most eye-catching season, it is just a way for summer to allow itself to transform into winter. The days are getting darker, the air is feeling colder and before we know it the snow will depart from the clouds. And then, before we know it, we have it, winter.
This is just some of the feelings that can be evoked whilst taking out you wintercoat for the first time from it's hidingspot in one of the houses darkest closets. Hopefully we can enjoy a few more days of autumn before before the (un)desirable winter arrives.
Leaves, just on the break of falling down from the trees. Distinguishable laughters from our neighbours' garden where children play in the dew-quilted grass, glistening because of the red, evening sun. A cold breeze, sweeping in under beneath my scarf, letting me know that the winter is on its way.
Isn't it wonderful, the autumn? Beautiful colours as far as the eye can see, warm, cozy clothes and hot chocolate in front of a movie with close friends. I have for a long time been an admirer of the autumn and I can without doubt state that it is by far the time of the year.
It would be possible to ramble on for hours, just writing reasons to why the autumn is the most amazing, wonderful and especially beautiful time during the year, but what good would that do? I have a feeling most of you already know I'm right. Anyway, Aron's earlier post made me remember that I also have an assignment with the due-date set for tomorrow.
As the evening clouds were slowly gathering, blanketing the surface of the earth, indulging philosophers to embrace its melancholy feel, I was pondering back and forth, reflecting if my time could be put to any benefit.
Time is regarded as our most precious compartment and we value it greatly in the presence of others however in solitude without anyting pending we do not once boast, ''I'm wasting my time!''.
The two main outcomes from a philosophical point of view to this question were; do your Spanish assignment which is due tomorrow, or play music and pretend you're already done with it. As I was juggling between these possibilities I suddenly recalled a few words relating to my situation spoken by the latin poet Felipe Coronel. As it was expressed in Spanish I've taken the liberty to translate them.
''Ignorance is paradise, reality is a jungle''
Is this quote as shallow as it appears or is there a more profound meaning to it? I'll leave that for you to decide.
As time is now slipping away and the evening cloulds have tinted the sky dark preventing sunrays from penetrating their soft bonds I've realised that its soon 8pm and I haven't gotten started on my Spanish assignment.
Once in a while, Aron, Markus and I stumble upon what we think are memorable or interesting quotes. We will try to deliever one quote each day under the perhaps obviously most suitable rubric: "Quote of the day".
We will start off by mentioning a quote that sticks with us all here on Servactivity."Scientia potentia est" or perhaps more famously known as "Knowledge is power". It is commonly attributed to Sir Francis Bacon, where the expression "ipsa scientia potestas est" ('knowledge itself is power') occurs in Bacon's Meditationes Sacrae (1597).*
Romeo and Juliet, a love story like no other. A drama about forbidden love in the 1500's has come to be one of William Shakespear's most famous works.
At the moment, we are working on a truncated version of the original play, which we are going to present to our classmates on Wednesday or Thursday. Our group has the scene containing the slaughter of two young men, Tybalt and Mercutio. I have been blessed to play the role of Romeo himself, and I am going to do my very best to honour the great William Shakespear by being the best actor one can be, without lessons or practice. I have for long been been planning on reading, really any work, made by the admirable William Shakespear. I have however never seized an opportunity to do so. Now, when I finally get to read not only a work by Shakespear, but such a famous one of those, I would say that the literature lessons are more than enjoyable.
As Markus was enjoying his english class with Kerstin Persson, Aron and I decided to use our free time to create a blog, and not any blog, the blog. A blog that will not only affect your mind, it will blow your mind.
This site will take you on a journey, far away from the everyday life of an ordinary citizen. You will be overwhelmed by philosophy, music, politics and entertainment. You will be granted the key of our most intimate secrets, making you able to unlock the secrets of getting CAS-hours whilst maintaining a level of sanity.
