I finally planted the remaining bulbs for spring. I dug up a previously planted bulb yesterday and started worrying maybe there were a lot already there that I dont know about. I guess we'll see next spring!
I've GOT TO RIDE today. If I dont I may forget how...well, maybe not, they say riding a bike is like...well, nevermind... hehe...peace-
Ok, the man who owns the house I and two others inhabit, has more books than I've ever seen one person own. This morning I picked up one titled Deep Time...provoking and good, the author (David Darling) sets to building an explanation from his personal understanding of scientific supporting evidence and spiritual belief systems. In the prelude he states, "There is only one solution to that greatest of all mysteries, the origin of everything. But to understand it require that we go ona mental journey, prehaps the most daring every undertaken. It is a boyage into Deep Time, a voyage that begins with genesis and ends in the very remote guture of a universe that, quite astonishingly, contrives to become aware of itself."...I appreciate his position, it captures the humanness of humans...sometimes a few of us forget that little bit of reality--and I can relate, because as do many, I too find myself constantly rolling this vast amount of information and experience and stimulus over and over trying to find some way to understand the meaning of life and why we are here...not why we are here as in religious predestination (these words overlap, because the universe is inevitably predestined to evolve, the question is, from where, and into what, which we will most likely never know, but will hypothesis about into the end of time as Earth knows it)--and Time itself is such a mystery-
Next subject: Weekends...they are never the relaxing few days we think they will be...usually there is so much we want or need to do in free time that friday afternoon through sunday night is usually jam-packed and perhaps a little hectic. So Friday I used my me-time, I sat by the pool at my aunts house and succesfully underestimated the power of uv rays through clouds and got a little burned on my face. But it felt SOOO good to be in the sun again...exposure is of course bad for the skin, but it somehow fullfills some psychological need of mine. There has to be a balance.I guess I'm willing to trade a slightly damaged dermis for the pleasure of being bombarded by solar energy from time to time--went to the hospital and brought Nana home, and after dinner with her, Rob and I hit up downtown g-ville for drinks and the usual banter we tend to engage in when in good company--I love people-
the rest of the weekend was familial...I hear complaints about the opression of family and obligation, but I think that in the moments of complaint, and I know I've been there, we are venting for that moment. Because there is nothing greater than having the love and interaction of a family. I'm lucky enough to have been born into a wonderful and genuinely good group of people. To think of what we have come through together is almost overwhelming, and to know it is something I am permanently intertwined in is, in and of itself, theraputic.
Next subject: The environment at 2005 Ponce de Leon Manor is what I have come to see as a perpetual outlet for work and improvement. When I get home from school I can entertain myself with hours and hours of manual labor in the yard...it is definitly my Zen. So yesterday I tackled the saplings and invasive vines and plants along the driveway...it's amazing what one can do with a pair of garden gloves, handsaw, clippers,and rake- The area around my apartment entrance is slowly transforming into my little personalized space of earth. (yay!) And I have vowed to win the battle with the Ivy which has seemingly overtaken everything...and I do mean almost everything. The motivation lies soully in a vision. I guess it's a goal. I may not meet it in my year here, but I have it to work toward whenever I have the time. Gained is personal gratification and the satisfaction found in knowing Dr. Moores lot will graduatlly become more like it could, and less like it does, and that I, literally, had a hand in that process. What is that? I suppose it satisfies the human urge to feel and be useful and constructive, even if it's generally unneeded. And it's something I look forward to.
With that, I am beginning an end to todays wordy little entry of mine. It a good reflection process, this journal thing, that anyone can read but not very many do. But to those who do visit from time to time, hello! take care,
and cheerio :)
reference:
Darling, David. (1989). Deep Time. NewYork,NY: Bell Publishing. (18).
My weekend was good. Friday I (wait, what DID I do Friday??) OH yea, Ok, FRiday I took my road bike to the Silver Comet Trail...its a nice rails-to-trails route on the east side of Atl...I did 15mi out and 15 back, but at mile 15 I had a flat front tire and had forgotten to bring a hand pump... thankfully there was a parking lot and a man who I'd seen earlier on the trail was loading his bike and he let me use his floor pump. Acutally he changed my tire for me too, and I just didn't bother telling him I could do it myself...I figured it would make him feel more important and I sure dont mind not doing the work...haha...anyway, I was sacked that evening so I went to bed around 10:30 and got up early on saturday. Saturday I went to Buford and looked around at REI but didn't find anything. I got a call back from the New Mexican Zach and chatted with him for a while...looking forward to visiting the west next spring. Then I hit up the World Market where I did some serious bargain shopping and then I headed home. The bro and his passe came around 8, some other friends of mine were there and we cooked out burgers and had some brews and socialized...it was a good good time. Sunday I went to Columbus to help a friend with some homework and pick up some extras from the house and then Monday it was back to the daily grind. It rained all day and the wind was blustery but no big problems from the residuals of Jenne, or whatever it's name is now. Today its overcast but warmer and it's supposed to be 82 so if I'm up to it I may haul the sur out to Conyers to ride. I've really got to get in the swing of things with that. This weekend I'm planning to go to SC and see Papa and the rest of the family, so I guess I'll take the bike there too. I'm reluctant to do any far-off trails alone but I guess theres nothing to worry about as long as I have replacement tubes and a pump and water. Rob has supposedly saved me some pumpkins from his parents farm so maybe I'll/we'll do some carving sometime soon. And I'm looking foward to the Halloween season.
Now I'm off to class and have a test at 1pm which was promised by the professor to be tough...joy. Peace-
REI is having a scratch and dent sale tomorrow so I'm headed up there...and maybe taking the bike to see if theres anything left of Chickapee trail. If no, then I may make a day trip up to Bull Mt...it's not far from Gainsville so, hell, why not (besides gas is incredibly expensive, again).
I'm adding a few quotes to the page of words. Some stuff I've been meaning to put on there and just procrastinated as usual.
Yestereday I had 1.) no electricity in 1/2 of my apt, and 2.)a flat front passenger tire. #1 left me with a late start on the day because of no alarm, no clock (to rush me along) and a predicament getting the coffee maker to work, and #2 went ahead and cancelled out me getting things done at school any time before 3pm. Anyway, it was funny...but man do I hate driving on a doughnut.
SO, I'm outta here--ciiiao-