i read siddhartha today. actually, i started and read half the book a little more than two weeks ago, but i haven't retouched the book until this morning. and by then, i couldn't remember for the life of me what i've read previously. so in frustration, i started it all over again. it didn't take me long; it's a pretty thin book.
it's about a man named siddhartha, who leaves his contemplative life for an ascetic one. that in search for wisdom and enlightenment. he learns meditation, and through that, he temporarily destroys his self-awareness and sets himself apart from the pains of the world. he gains enlightenment in the end when he realizes that the world and all the things of the world, including himself, are one... like a river. wisdom comes from being one with the world, not being apart from it. i think this one particular passage sums up the book: "'this stone is stone; it is also animal, god and buddha. i do not respect and love it because it was one thing and will become something else, but because it has already long been everything and always is everything. i love it just because it is a stone, because today and now it appears to me a stone.'"
eh... at least i THINK that's what the book was about... otherwise, i've just made an ass out of myself... and i'm also an extremely confused individual.
this has got to be the lamest spring break EVER. what can i say... this past week, i have accomplished very little. i planned to use the extra free time this week to catch up with my school work, but that didn't work out. hopefully, i'll get them done tomorrow. and maybe if i get a lot done, i'll go check out zinefest. it might be one of the last shows i'll be going to. i'm serious. unless it's a band i really really like, i don't plan on going to shows ever again. at some point, it all stopped being fun for me.
i pau with punk rock already!
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go visit cathy's new homepage: click here.
went down to the goldfinger show today. potluck and the 86 list opened. goldfinger finished the show off with "fuck l.a." and "99 red balloons."
the end.
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i tend to be a very unpleasant person if i don't get my fucking coffee in the morning. on my way to class, i stepped into a nearby mcdonald's and ordered my usual.
"cream and sugar?"
"2 creams and... uh... 18 sugars, please."
yep.