Monday, October 27, 2008

Food for Thought





Does the earth know us like we know the earth? It remembers the routine of our feet on the cement? Do the sun and the earth talk amongst themselves about all of us? The sun watches us, but the earth feels us. I think we must have a closer relationship with earth. The earth holds our bones and flesh when we die eternally. does the sun receive our souls? And in that case know us eternally? But the earth knew me as imperfect and yet supports me everyday.

Wednesday, October 1, 2008

Homer

Recently I've picked up the habit of busing, I absolutely love the bus I feel the love in the marrow of my bone. Maybe not that deep, but it certainly is premium. I take the bus to and from school, and to and from work. The reason for all this busing started with my lack of car, broken tail light, resulting in a ticket and expired registration.... and on and on. It is strangely liberating to be dedicated to the bus, I am free to read and view the people who enjoy mass transportation. I always see someone I know or meet new people. For example tonight I met Homer, he is from North Mexico City, he has lived in Utah 4 years and lived in London for a few months. People have beautiful ambitions. I've read two Douglas Coupland books, and have just started "The History of Love".

Today I am happy I have my car fixed and insured, but a part of me in sad, I will still try to take the bus as much as I do now.

Nature and the Wreck