Sorry, I had to post this before I left.
Adieu!
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Hi gang,
After a drawn out conclusion, I’ve decided to delete my tumblr. It was nice watching/reading about you and seeing what was on your mind!
If you want to contact me, my email address is danjonesdj@hotmail.com or if you’re on last.fm, my username is blisterplease. I’ll be deleting my account in a few days.
Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year to you all!
x
Feeling disheartened, Max turned his attention back to the room.
“… by studying the history of crucifixion, we now know that
the nails that pinned Christ to the cross would have entered through
the wrists rather than through the hands, in order to lacerate the
ulnar arteries for a quick and painful death.”
“It is apparent that Christ wouldn’t have lasted long in this
fashion, presumably bleeding to death in a matter of minutes as opposed to
hours. One must therefore conclude that the idea of Jesus climbing
Golgotha with the crucifix hunched over his back is in fact a metaphorical
interpretation of his final struggle rather than a literal enactment.”
Max, due to his nervousness, left the classroom and hid in the nearest toilets. This was a coping mechanism that he’d developed to avoid nervousness since
the age of 7 when he witnessed a traumatic event involving his brother at
primary school. He wouldn’t remember this event until many years later.
Upon remembering the event, lying on a flat hospital bed, Max laughed a good
long laugh and then cried. He doubted he would ever get over the event that had
triggered such a dreadful affliction within his psyche and had caused him so
much pain throughout his life.
Starting my new job tomorrow. Horribly anxious. Wish me luck!
http://www.guardian.co.uk/business/2010/dec/08/wikileaks-cables-shell-nigeria-spying
“Nigeria is Africa’s leading oil producer and the eighth biggest exporter in the world, accounting for 8% of US oil imports. Although a recent UN report largely exonerated the company, critics accuse Shell, the biggest operator in the delta, and other companies, of causing widespread pollution and environmental damage in the region. Militant groups engaged in hostage-taking and sabotage have proliferated.
The WikiLeaks disclosure was today seized on by campaigners as evidence of Shell’s vice-like grip on the country’s oil wealth. “Shell and the government of Nigeria are two sides of the same coin,” said Celestine AkpoBari, of Social Action Nigeria. “Shell is everywhere. They have an eye and an ear in every ministry of Nigeria. They have people on the payroll in every community, which is why they get away with everything. They are more powerful than the Nigerian government.”
- For once, I’m actually feeling positive about reading the news. Wikileaks, student protests and Blair back in for the Iraq inqury. Finally the public are demanding transparency and accountability.
Sometimes from above me, sometimes from below, the forest tries to threaten me. Blowing a chill breath on my neck, stinging like needles with a thousand eyes, trying anything to drive this intruder away. But I gradually get better at letting these threats pass me by. The forest is essentially a part of me isn’t it? This thought takes hold at a certain point.
The journey I’m taking is inside me. Just like blood travels down veins, what I’m seeing is my inner self, and what seems threatening is just the echo of the fear in my heart! The spider’s web streached taught over there is the spiders web inside me. The birds calling out overhead are birds I’ve fostered in my mind. These images spring up in my mind and take root.
As if I’m being shoved from behind by some huge heartbeat, I continue on and on through the forest. The path leads me to a special place, a light source that spins out of the darkness. The place where soundless echos come from. I need to see with my own eyes what’s there…
I’m carrying an important, personal, sealed letter. A secret message to myself.
— Murakami, Kafka on the shore.
I know that starting over’s not what life’s about,
but my thoughts were so loud I couldn’t hear my mouth.
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