/* Music: Arvo Pärt
- Tabula Rasa
Had to reach for the HTML entity list there... a umlaut. ä. Makes sense, I suppose; but it's not a character entity I have a need to use very often.
Well, well. Another day gone; I did some P2
revision, since the exam is the day after tomorrow, and also translated some Horace:
Causa pater fuit his, qui macro pauper agello
noluit in Flavi ludum me mittere, magni
quo pueri magnis e centurionibus orti,
laevo suspensi loculos tabluamque lacerto,
ibant octonos referentes Idibus aeris;
and so on... I know I've finished that in the middle of a sentence, but I'd rather like to fill this blog up with other things than large chunks of quoted Latin.
Does anyone else remember the TV programme "The Brunel Experience"? It's stuck in my mind as a kind of bizarre intellectual variant on Scrapheap Challenge
- as far as I can remember, University students were given a large number of disposables, and told to replicate one of Brunel's achievements (bridges, boats, etc) using them. Meanwhile, the engineering was explained. It was a school programme if I remember correctly; but the last time I watched it was around age 9, so I'm less than clear on the details.
Much to my surprise, and somewhat my dismay, this
was profoundly, deeply depressing. The same happened a few days before, when I had been having a really, really
good day - I won't give away the exact stimulus, because that would give away the exact situation and that would narrow down the set of whom it might be (I do love a bit of mystery) - but it's surprising how small the stimulus needed to be to get me totally utterly off-balance and depressive again. I'm obviously not out of the woods yet, not by a long chalk.
And I agree with this
completely; having been in "Love" gives a kind of immediacy to articles of this nature. Love is, apart from anything else, a much misused word; I dislike romantic love even more now that I know an echo of it resides inside me; but I think it was the Greeks had several words for love; and the other loves are so much in need, that perhaps even the dreaded Romance has its place. And I oughtn't be thinking like this. I don't like
feeling this disillusioned. I don't like having to believe in this as a great illusion, just to maintain my sanity; but it's either that or send my spiralling ego even lower than it is. I have never loved without being hurt. Humans are meant to learn from experience; what is it that I am meant to have learned?
And I do apologise to casual readers who just go a-wandering through... I'm trying to find more interesting things to talk about than myself... */