April 07, 2006

standing ground.

H. came over to ask me out for breakfast. as I got up to leave, he asked me an entirely innocent question - why are you listening to the chinese station on the radio? now that got me thinking, because I don't listen to chinese stations. in fact, I don't even listen to the radio.

and there I was, asking myself, why do you leave the chinese station on-air when you aren't paying any attention, don't listen, and don't wish to listen to it? why even turn the radio on, like you do everyday?

all of us are creatures of habits, and because our habits are familiar cycles, sometimes we don't realise their existence. thus, the habit becomes more like a chronic disease: you can't seem to get rid of it, but what's worse, you don't even know you're stuck with it.

because we don't question our actions, we have no intentions, and therefore no motives. this is what makes life mundane: not taking time to assess our current ground, and always eagerly looking outwards to every other piece of land. grumble and complain we may, we never do realise that if we don't start walking, we'll always be holed up over here. your surroundings never change, because your direction doesn't.

I've switched channels, now. =)

oh, and Doctor Suzuki is quite, quite wrong. you don't have to understand death to know life. dead men tell no tales, and they sure wish they were living.

live to love, and love to live.
gid posted at 15:05