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And think about how often do you truly have to look directly above.
It's almost defiant, aiming your sights directly opposite the planet only a scant few will ever escape, becoming extra aware of the tridimentionality of your life.
It's strange how everything you find by aiming above are only the bottoms of things, the most "useless" of sides, or at least the one most often meant to go unseen.
I despair at how uncomfortable the angle it is, like the stars and clouds aren't meant for me, nor the puny flexibility of my neck. Soon I'll have to look down.
Still, everything below up is still kind of cool, I guess; much more graspable, but we can't have everything in life.
Apr 23, 2024
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That's pretty wild. And then you can think about the people up there who are reading books and watching movies and having sex in small gross boxes??? Amazing stuff.
Jan 13, 2025
Sometimes just looking up and taking in your surroundings makes you feel so real and human.
Something about seeing what your fellow man has created is really inspiring and gives you a cheery buzz of life.
Mar 5, 2025
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the more you walk through streets the more your feet remember their path, but to look up is to say "hey whats that"... always a feast for your eyes
Jan 24, 2024
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Underwear, soap, sunblock, sheets; if you're putting up a barrier between the physical you and the oh-so-hazardous world then, if possible, have it be the most effective barrier it can be.
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Receiving is giving too. Also, there's quite a high chance you deserve to be complimented.
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Why do they hide so much history within them? Why does that past come out in most unprompted ways? Why is the pizza line at Costco essential for me to learn my grandfather's name was Salvador, that dad was buddies with famous luchadores, or that he is casual friends with many a notable playwright?
I hope it's not the feeling that I'd be uninterested; I certainly am.
His storytelling is so casual, so carefree. Maybe he likes the old days to be the old days and his place to be in the now, and his way of keeping the past at bay is to scarcely visit it, to give nostalgia no special regard.
Perhaps he likes the chance to be mysterious, and he very much is in these moments. It's strange for there to be mystery between us, but that's unavoidable, I guess. I try not to take it as a barrier. We are mysteries even to ourselves; it's an unjustly tall order to make ourselves crystal clear for others, even our children, perhaps.
Whatever it is, I treasure each pearl of the weird history, the places he has been and the trouble he got into. He was and still is that young man just as I hope to still be who I am today, even if in bite-sized, shocking portions.
Apr 29, 2024