Tag: musings
Of Questions and Questioning
Let us look at the great metaphysical question of “How does Nothing become Something?” Or if we were to translate it into a more pragmatic phrasing, we can say: “How does one go from not writing into completing a written thing?” At the moment, two ways of going about this case comes to mind. The…
On routines and deadlines, maybe
My usual work routine starts like this: with enough caffeine to inspire the day, I complete at least one art piece (ideally a painting, but contributing to almost complete half-done mini sketching notebooks is also acceptable), then I write, on the computer, at least a thousand words as warm up, and if my hands are…
Thoughts right after watching episode 8 of “Extraordinary Attorney Woo” <이상한 변호사 우영우>
My excitement for every new episode often feels more like anxiety. As I wait for the Netflix upload, I feel antsy, almost as if the usual mindless habit of reading through summaries to know what would happen in a story beforehand becomes a compulsion to be addressed instead. This is this strong urge to scroll…
Office garden
A person awakened to the essential mutability of life does not dread physical waning or loneliness; rather, he or she accepts these facts with quiet resignation and even finds in them a source of enjoyment. Kyozo Murata The end of a week is not an unusual time to find oneself going through the bottomless pit…
A night’s reflections on routines, lethargy, and what it means to live freely
오후 9:39 I learned this, at least, by my experiment; that if one advances confidently in the direction of his dreams, and endeavors to live the life which he has imagined, he will meet with a success unexpected in common hours. He will put some things behind, will pass an invisible boundary; new, universal, and…
Thoughts while buying eggs for the kitchen
What is it in those steps I took in the grayish grass of this empty road?
Being In Place
I took a nap right before dinner and life had felt strangely… picturesque since. Admittedly, I had only realized the sensation while on my post-dinner walk. It may simply be because of the said walk (a most powerful of all human abilities, to walk) or a combination of that and the simple yet hearty family…
Assuming familiarity as knowledge
Do you really know something? Or are you simply familiar with it? Familiar, as in you’ve encountered it before, perhaps many times prior; it can now trigger a memory or two or more. Maybe you have lived with it, been exposed to it like nitrogen in the air, had it like breakfast for dinner. Spent…