It is of no use. There is not the slightest prospect of any gain whatsoever. Oh, we may learn a little about the behavior of the human body at high altitudes, and possibly medical men may turn our observation to some account for the purposes of aviation. But otherwise nothing will come of it. We shall not bring back a single bit of gold or silver, not a gem, nor any coal or iron…
The older I get, the less I like people, even though I love them. A while back our relationship shifted and I became very critical of my own kind.
Hell is -other people Satre once said and a shorter and truer statement has never been made. Does that mean “Heaven is -no people?” Wouldn’t that be the logical conclusion? But of course, life is not that simple. Alone is not good either, even though I happen to like to be with just me.
“Anger is like flowing water; there’s nothing wrong with it as long as you let it flow. Hate is like stagnant water; anger that you denied yourself the freedom to feel, the freedom to flow; water that you gathered in one place and left to forget. Stagnant water becomes dirty, stinky, disease-ridden, poisonous, deadly; that is your hate. On flowing water travels little paper boats; paper boats of forgiveness. Allow yourself to feel anger, allow your waters to flow, along with all the paper boats of forgiveness. Be human.”
deserving strong condemnation. “the deplorable conditions in which most prisoners are held” Similar: disgraceful-shameful-dishonorable-disreputable-discreditable
Hillary Clinton said the following in 2016, which many believed labeling some of the Trump supporters as deplorables, cost her the win. Personally, I thought this part of her speech was arrogant and highly stupid -but not untrue:
When people ask me, “Where are you from?” their reaction to my answer is always the same. “Aaaaaaaaaahhh,” and then they list the names of famous people from Austria. 90% of the time it’s, Hitler and Schwarzenegger.
I never heard anybody hope for a bad new year -that would be against human nature. Things always have to get better. We want to jump higher and wider, we want to run faster. We want to make more money -not less. We need more happiness, more love, a better job.
On the last day of 2020, I would like to share part of my life on my blog. 2020 has not been bad for me -far from it. I made interesting discoveries and my workrooms were messier than ever. I learned to sew face masks, made my husband my sewing apprentice, and before we knew what hit us we were were sewing, selling, and donating masks left and right. I started to collect bras.
We are supposed to be back to normal, but I don’t feel normal. Do I ever?
I sleep like a rock, wake up tired and feel congested, but other than that it seems we are ready to move on. I haven’t dressed in two weeks. I mean, yes, I have covered my body with clothes, but pretty much jumped from one pajama to the next. “Leopard is the new black” is my favorite one, it’s so cozy and soft, I want to be buried in it if I would want to be buried to begin with.