along the cobbled sidewalks of life

Friday, October 31, 2014

just a quick post, to breathe some life into this.
artificial life-support or something like it.

first post while on exchange hahaha not to mention first post in a while.
so much of great significance has happened since the previous post in early July
that was what, a couple of weeks after arts camp and before oweek precamp?

I'm not going to note down the details of the whole oweek experience,
from precamp to camp, from A house to house ics, from internal thoughts and emotions to interactions with others,
what I can remember, will be what I choose to remember,
or stuff that I cannot forget,
and that is all there is to it.

likewise, while on this exchange, I find myself faced with the same question
amongst a whole barrage of other questions.
should I take photos of noteworthy events, incidents, and instances, as a form of memory?
so that my brain can transfer the memory onto these photos, to be recollected each time it views those very same photos again?
personal preference means I don't really do that.
instead I say my brain is enough.
for my trips to paris, brussels, and berlin, I can vaguely remember the gist of what happened, and what I did, the places I visited and saw (with the help of my photos haha which kinda goes against the argument). I don't know man.

this just reminds me of that long conversation I had with nicolimo the other night.
I trust that the future me reading this will know what I'm talking about. if you don't, shame on you
hahaha just kidding. but I know you'll know ;)

so many questions.
the problem isn't that there aren't any answers, but that there are so many of them!
I daresay even more than there are quetions
and there arises the problem of which answer?
for not only are there multiple answers but some of these are mutually exclusive,
opposing what each has to say, with the only commonality that it answers the same question.
highly unlikely that there is just one single answer correct for every question
which makes it all the more frustrating for an overthinker raised in a world seeking answers,
brought up in the belief of answers to everything
and not told that sometimes the answers we find only leave us with more questions
with more question-inducing answers
and the cycle never ends.

it never ends.

so what does one do then?

what can one do?

funny that it should end with a question

haha.

whimsical nonsense @ 7:55 AM

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