#2: Schedule

I don’t like not being able to post something, when I want to, but I don’t like not to post something in a long time, because I used all my material. So I made a schedule. I’ll post something everyday, and this will be the last irregular post, I hope. If I bulk up a lot of material, I’ll just add more to the given days, and if I come up with more interesting categories, I’ll rework the schedule.

It looks a like this:

• Monday: Quote (x2); philosophy, lyrics or ideas
• Tuesday: Quote (x2); philosophy, lyrics or ideas
• Wednesday: Quote, art, journal
• Thursday: Quote; philosophy, lyrics or ideas (x2)
• Friday: Quote (x2)
• Saturday: Quote (x2), art
• Sunday: Quote, journal

Of course, I might slip one day or two, my school is beating me up on a daily basis, but something scheduled will come out, just a little later than expected.

If you got any suggestions at all, please e-mail me or write a comment in this post. Already got something for the whole week, so let’s see how it goes.

We live in a moment of history where change is so speeded up that we begin to see the present only when it is already disappearing – Ronald D. Laing

I agree with Laing on this, but only in specific areas. Sometimes, the development is slow, sometimes it’s rapid.

Lyra – Kate Bush

I watched The Golden Compass today, based on one of my favourite books by Philip Pullman. The film was okay, it portrayed much of what I have imagined myself when I read the book. I’m not happy with the ending, there should be another chapter, if I remember correctly. But let’s move on to the subject.

In the end of The Golden Compass, when the credits started rolling, I heard Kate Bush’s voice.

Where are our lives
If there is no dream
Where is our home

We don’t know how
There will be a way
Out of this storm
We will find home

And her soul walks beside her
An army stands behind her
Lyra, Lyra

And her face full of grace
Two worlds collide around her
The truth lies deep inside her
Lyra, Lyra

And the stars look down upon her
This darkness settles on her
Lyra, Lyra

Who’s to know what’s in the future
We hope we will be with her
We have all our love to give her
O Lyra, Lyra

I’ve heard many beautiful songs, one more beautiful and magnificent than the other. Yet again, I must claim to have heard the most beautiful voice sing the most indescribable graceful song. The quality of YouTube isn’t that great, but I feel anyone reading this, should take three minutes to listen to it.