|Hip Lingo for Myself.
||[Jul. 28th, 2004|02:00 am]
|||||Hip Lingo for Robots.||]|
Today was a good day.
I didn't have a smoke for a few hours after the morning. The awakening of the senses of smell and the other senses make for an alarming state. I'm starting to feel the urge to remain calm at all times, which makes the desire to cease tobacco stimulants rise, ever so slowly.
The home phone keeps ringing for more than one previous number-owner, for not only doctor visits, but also for standard annual government stuff. One was for payment on storage. These folks either moved, died, or became the faceless without homes. The phone calls happen at the crack of morning, and they tend to wake me unpleasantly, so I unplug the home phone line at night. I never use that phone, so I'm not missing any personal phone calls.
I like the quiet. I find that I actually thrive when I am cut off from the world. World news grows unnecessary to me with exception to emergency notices. My intake of political information recedes to an all-time low. I find that I am much happier when I focus on the personal part of my life. Of all information I take into account, only sports information and motion picture information remain, as always, a daily intake. While I am lonely, I also use the time to reflect upon my unique situation in this unique time of life.
The most beautiful part of Los Angeles, to me, is the stability of the weather. Every day is the exact same high dose of sunshine, with a varied level of heat. The heat is dry, and my sinuses welcome the arid climate. The Los Angeles weather patterns are the exact opposite in stability and range to that of a Michigan year. In other words, the weather is perfect as a sunny and constant background.
Today was the first day I could actually walk without a limp. I used the afternoon to do a short walk around the block. We really do not firmly know what we have until it is gone. A knee injury, now and then, helps remind me of every other fortunate aspect of my life with which I'd normally take for granted.
I watched a documentary, A Galaxy Far Far Away. Two men from the LA area made a documentary around the buzz of the opening of Star Wars, Episode 1: The Phantom Menace. While the fans depicted in the documentary usually happened to fall upon the over-indulgence into the Star Wars universe, it does remain true that Lucas's serials appeal to the most wide-ranging demographics and age groups. His galactic saga helps millions into the natural desire for escapism, and without Lucas, not only would there be more Hobbit enthusiasts, but the USC campus would be far less of an impressive atmosphere.
I would have liked to work more on my friend Brad's thesis film set, however, I would rather heal my knee than edge toward permanent disability. Brad's film goes well, and hopefully, there will be more projects with which I can work with Jim and Brad in the future.
Many folks feel that they have some major illness or major void in their lives. Inner vision is a life process. The hardest vision to grasp with clarity is that of the self. With that in mind, knowing the self helps to know others. The revelation is not one of dejection of knowing no one. The major part of filling the void, with the help of internal query and discovery, can simply be to know yourself.