Heavy rains the past weeks inevitably have made me think of certain movie quotes.
I have repeatedly watched the first 6 episodes of "The Tick" months ago. In episode four (Party Crashers) the vigilante Overkill comes back to his boat, which is equipped with artificial intelligence and answers to the name of "Dangerboat". Soon after that Overkill wants to leave again.
Dangerboat: You just got back.
Overkill: Crime has overtaken this city. There must be punishment. They're all animals, anyway. It's time for the real rain to come and wash all this scum off the street.
Movie fans might remember similar words. Dangerboat also recognises a certain similarity and answers accordingly to that.
Danerboat: Travis Bickle.
Overkill: What?
Dangerboat: Taxi Driver.
Overkill: Shut the fuck up.
For comparison Travis Bickle (Robert de Niro) in "Taxi Driver":
May 10th. Thank God for the rain which has helped wash away the garbage and trash off the sidewalks. I'm workin' long hours now, six in the afternoon to six in the morning. Sometimes even eight in the morning, six days a week. Sometimes seven days a week. It's a long hustle but it keeps me real busy. I can take in three, three fifty a week. Sometimes even more when I do it off the meter. All the animals come out at night - whores, skunk pussies, buggers, queens, fairies, dopers, junkies, sick, venal. Someday a real rain will come and wash all this scum off the street.
Showing posts with label quotes. Show all posts
Showing posts with label quotes. Show all posts
Sunday, 24 June 2018
Friday, 25 May 2018
The factory of the future
The factory of the future will have only two employees, a man and a dog. The man will be there to feed the dog. The dog will be there to keep the man from touching the equipment.
Warren Gameliel Bennis (1925-2014)
Warren Gameliel Bennis (1925-2014)
Tuesday, 22 August 2017
Marcus Aurelius to keep you going in the morning
At dawn, when you have trouble
getting out of bed, tell yourself: "I have to go to work — as a human
being. What do I have to complain of, if I’m going to do what I was born
for — the things I was brought into the world to do? Or is this what I
was created for? To huddle under the blankets and stay warm?"
- "But it’s nicer in here..."
So you were born to feel ‘nice’? Instead of doing things and experiencing them? Don’t you see the plants, the birds, the ants and spiders and bees going about their individual tasks, putting the world in order, as best they can? And you’re not willing to do your job as a human being? Why aren’t you running to do what your nature demands?
- "But we have to sleep sometime..."
Agreed. But nature set a limit on that — as it did on eating and drinking. And you’re over the limit. You’ve had more than enough of that. But not of working. There you’re still below your quota.
You don’t love yourself enough. Or you’d love your nature too, and what it demands of you. People who love what they do wear themselves down doing it, they even forget to wash or eat. Do you have less respect for your own nature than the engraver does for engraving, the dancer for the dance, the miser for money or the social climber for status? When they’re really possessed by what they do, they’d rather stop eating and sleeping than give up practicing their arts.
Is helping others less valuable to you? Not worth your effort?
(Meditations Book V)
- "But it’s nicer in here..."
So you were born to feel ‘nice’? Instead of doing things and experiencing them? Don’t you see the plants, the birds, the ants and spiders and bees going about their individual tasks, putting the world in order, as best they can? And you’re not willing to do your job as a human being? Why aren’t you running to do what your nature demands?
- "But we have to sleep sometime..."
Agreed. But nature set a limit on that — as it did on eating and drinking. And you’re over the limit. You’ve had more than enough of that. But not of working. There you’re still below your quota.
You don’t love yourself enough. Or you’d love your nature too, and what it demands of you. People who love what they do wear themselves down doing it, they even forget to wash or eat. Do you have less respect for your own nature than the engraver does for engraving, the dancer for the dance, the miser for money or the social climber for status? When they’re really possessed by what they do, they’d rather stop eating and sleeping than give up practicing their arts.
Is helping others less valuable to you? Not worth your effort?
(Meditations Book V)
Wednesday, 18 November 2015
A probably valueless statement
Dear reader,
I've been thinking
for quite a while now about ordering a certain t-shirt on amazon.
Years ago I've read a book which was set partly in the time of the
Vietnam war. There were accordingly protests and I read for the first
time the phrase “Fight for freedom is like fucking for virginity”.
I liked that phrase, because it reflects the absurdity of war.
Especially with the current wars now, a t-shirt with that phrase
seemed a good idea to me. Granted, if t-shirts with phrases would
stop wars or could change anything, that would be more than fine. I
am aware that a t-shirt like that is meaningless in the end. On the same night when the attacks in Paris had happened, I checked amazon nonetheless and found the following one and as you can
see, I've received it, too. Be patient about the picture of me. I
rarely make selfies and it's even rarer I use delayed-action shutter
release. I bought the t-shirt on the German amazon website and will
give you the link to it below. I will also link you to the American
amazon website for a similar t-shirt, if you like to buy it. The
American amazon website doesn't sell the exact one I have. It's not
exactly the phrase I have read, but it's close enough. Because the
t-shirt reads: “Bombing for peace is like fucking for virginity.”
Thinking about sense and
senselessness of certain actions, I keep thinking about the following
statement by the writer and political activist Ward Churchill,
although it seems maybe somewhat contradicting the t-shirt phrase:
"What I want is for
civilization to stop killing my people's children. If that can be
accomplished peacefully, I will be glad. If signing a petition will
get those in power to stop killing Indian children, I will put my
name at the top of the list. If marching in a protest will do it,
I'll walk as far as you want. If holding a candle will do it, I'll
hold two. If singing protest songs will do it, I'll sing whatever
songs you want me to sing. If living simply will do it, I will live
extremely simply. If voting will do it, I'll vote. But all of those
things are allowed by those in power, and none of those things will
ever stop those in power from killing Indian children. They never
have, and they never will. Given that my people's children are being
killed, you have no grounds to complain at whatever means I use to
protect the lives of my people's children. And I will do whatever it
takes."
Until next blog,
sarah
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| did it with delayed-action shutter release, so be patient judging the photo |
similar t-shirt on amazon.com and my t-shirt on the German amazon (sadly not available exactly like that on amazon.com)
Sunday, 12 May 2013
Cracks In My Laptop
Dear reader,
we live in a short-dated world in which technology of 3 years old is old if not outdated. My not quite 3 years old laptop, which was in repair last year, is broken again. Even one or two weeks I had it back from repair, the top with the screen started to go apart somewhat. But I didn't want to send the laptop back for repair for another 4 weeks again, after it had been there - among other things because the top screen parts were going apart a bit, by the way!!! This weekend I'm at my dad's and I asked him to glue the top. He suggested that to me earlier and on Friday the situation was so scary for me that I, still at my place, saved all the data I could think of that I needed and only then did I go to my dad. He glued the top... and it didn't stick. Instead there were even more cracks.
My last blog entry is from end of April. I spent that time, among other things, watching episodes of the series Doctor Who. The episodes from 2005 on, by the way. Derren Brown had David Tennant, the tenth Doctor, in the second season of his series "Trick or Treat". That got me interested in him. He played the Doctor from 2005 to 2010. Matt Smith then took over from season 5 on. One of the main topics there is the crack in the wall of the room of the girl Amelia Pond. What's a sign of having watched too many episodes of Doctor Who? When you start drawing parallels and seeing them in your own life...
Unlike Amy I don't have a Doctor to help me and repair my crack or cracks. So today I ordered a new laptop at amazon and will go back to my place without this laptop here. I don't even dare closing the top anymore. amazon is usually fast sending things. The date they set was Tuesday toTthursday. And what will I be doing in this time? What did we do all the years before laptops existed, before the internet existed???!!! I know, what I'll do. I'll plant my aloe vera sprouts and maybe dare cutting some of my cacti to grow new ones out of them, too.
Until next blog,
sarah
we live in a short-dated world in which technology of 3 years old is old if not outdated. My not quite 3 years old laptop, which was in repair last year, is broken again. Even one or two weeks I had it back from repair, the top with the screen started to go apart somewhat. But I didn't want to send the laptop back for repair for another 4 weeks again, after it had been there - among other things because the top screen parts were going apart a bit, by the way!!! This weekend I'm at my dad's and I asked him to glue the top. He suggested that to me earlier and on Friday the situation was so scary for me that I, still at my place, saved all the data I could think of that I needed and only then did I go to my dad. He glued the top... and it didn't stick. Instead there were even more cracks.
My last blog entry is from end of April. I spent that time, among other things, watching episodes of the series Doctor Who. The episodes from 2005 on, by the way. Derren Brown had David Tennant, the tenth Doctor, in the second season of his series "Trick or Treat". That got me interested in him. He played the Doctor from 2005 to 2010. Matt Smith then took over from season 5 on. One of the main topics there is the crack in the wall of the room of the girl Amelia Pond. What's a sign of having watched too many episodes of Doctor Who? When you start drawing parallels and seeing them in your own life...
Unlike Amy I don't have a Doctor to help me and repair my crack or cracks. So today I ordered a new laptop at amazon and will go back to my place without this laptop here. I don't even dare closing the top anymore. amazon is usually fast sending things. The date they set was Tuesday toTthursday. And what will I be doing in this time? What did we do all the years before laptops existed, before the internet existed???!!! I know, what I'll do. I'll plant my aloe vera sprouts and maybe dare cutting some of my cacti to grow new ones out of them, too.
Until next blog,
sarah
Sunday, 16 December 2012
Ericksonian birthday or christmas presents
Dear reader,
Sidney Rosen has in his book "My Voice Will Go with You: The Teaching Tales of Milton H. Erickson" one story ("Calluses"), which is about a construction worker, who had fallen and was left totally paralysed and in pain. He asked Erickson, what he could do. Erickson said, that there's not much he could do. Develop calluses on his pain nerves, so he wouldn't feel the pain so much. Erickson suggested to him to collect comics, jokes and funny sayings and make scrapbooks out of them, which he could give to fellow workmen when they were in the hospital. That's just what the man did.
That's just what I did last year for one of my aunts with a strenuously collected collection of comics with Snoopy from the Peanuts. My aunts had a dog for many decades. Not anymore, because it's a bit easier to travel without one. I asked my dad, if he believed she'd enjoy reading comics. He had doubts. After I told him what I had in mind, he believed she'd like it for sure. So I collected and glued a thin notebook full of those comics and wrote her a card saying basically, that my dad had told me she won't read comics. But this one here was a very special one. She called me later to say thank you and that she reads one or two pages every day.
Our daily newspaper has a quote on the front page, which relates to one of the bigger articles on the page. I collected some of them over the past months for another notebook, which I had stumbled upon in our flat some time ago. No one wanted that notebook anymore, but it was small and nice and read. My friend and colleague from work likes read and quotes. The notebook is just big enough for one quote on each page and the pages are perforated, so you could rip them out. So I spent the past days now sorting the quotes fitting in such a way that one on the front the one on the back of a page were in some way or another somewhat related to each other. Yesterday I went through them one final time and cut the quotes straight. I wrote down many of them for myself, so I'd have them, too. I was up until half past two in the morning yesterday. Time passed unnoticed. I had written in german and listened to Derren Brown in english reading his book. It must have been hypnosis. Apart from the fact that time had passed so quickly, I couldn't remember consciously either which quotes I had written down or what I had heard Derren Brown say even a short time later when I was in bed. Amnesia. Trance is a natural phenomena and I don't think about it much, that I hardly can remember consciously the quotes or the audio book. It had been fun and after all the book is finally ready before christmas. That's what's really important.
I want to give the reader a warning: such notebooks, even small thin ones, need time and if you don't already have a big collection of quotes, you should plan long ahead of time for such a present. I have taken my time with those two books for that reason. I had to. The newspaper only came once a day and I couldn't use every comic or quote in it. Planing period: at best months ahead.
Until next blog,
sarah
Sidney Rosen has in his book "My Voice Will Go with You: The Teaching Tales of Milton H. Erickson" one story ("Calluses"), which is about a construction worker, who had fallen and was left totally paralysed and in pain. He asked Erickson, what he could do. Erickson said, that there's not much he could do. Develop calluses on his pain nerves, so he wouldn't feel the pain so much. Erickson suggested to him to collect comics, jokes and funny sayings and make scrapbooks out of them, which he could give to fellow workmen when they were in the hospital. That's just what the man did.
That's just what I did last year for one of my aunts with a strenuously collected collection of comics with Snoopy from the Peanuts. My aunts had a dog for many decades. Not anymore, because it's a bit easier to travel without one. I asked my dad, if he believed she'd enjoy reading comics. He had doubts. After I told him what I had in mind, he believed she'd like it for sure. So I collected and glued a thin notebook full of those comics and wrote her a card saying basically, that my dad had told me she won't read comics. But this one here was a very special one. She called me later to say thank you and that she reads one or two pages every day.
Our daily newspaper has a quote on the front page, which relates to one of the bigger articles on the page. I collected some of them over the past months for another notebook, which I had stumbled upon in our flat some time ago. No one wanted that notebook anymore, but it was small and nice and read. My friend and colleague from work likes read and quotes. The notebook is just big enough for one quote on each page and the pages are perforated, so you could rip them out. So I spent the past days now sorting the quotes fitting in such a way that one on the front the one on the back of a page were in some way or another somewhat related to each other. Yesterday I went through them one final time and cut the quotes straight. I wrote down many of them for myself, so I'd have them, too. I was up until half past two in the morning yesterday. Time passed unnoticed. I had written in german and listened to Derren Brown in english reading his book. It must have been hypnosis. Apart from the fact that time had passed so quickly, I couldn't remember consciously either which quotes I had written down or what I had heard Derren Brown say even a short time later when I was in bed. Amnesia. Trance is a natural phenomena and I don't think about it much, that I hardly can remember consciously the quotes or the audio book. It had been fun and after all the book is finally ready before christmas. That's what's really important.
I want to give the reader a warning: such notebooks, even small thin ones, need time and if you don't already have a big collection of quotes, you should plan long ahead of time for such a present. I have taken my time with those two books for that reason. I had to. The newspaper only came once a day and I couldn't use every comic or quote in it. Planing period: at best months ahead.
Until next blog,
sarah
Tuesday, 20 November 2012
My friend Tim (Part 2)
Dear reader,
I forgot something yesterday. So today has a new post. Not only can I say things you don't necessarily want to read through my friend John or Tim. If my friend Tim wants to use a bunch of curse words and wants that to be well received, before he does it, he simply says he has a poem he wants to recite and pretends he has tourette syndrom or something like that. Then everything is just fine. Like in his poem "Angry (Feet)":
Watch a video of it here
Here are the lyrics:
Sometimes I get a bit angry
But you couldn't tell, no you couldn't tell
Unless you looked real closely
Sometimes I get a bit angry
But it's alright, yes it's alright
Cause I keep it out of sight
Inside, deep inside
I breast fed 'til I was nine
Which my QUACK... doctor says is fine
And he also says I'd deal with anger better
If I wrote about myself in a poem or a letter
My mother was a STUPID BITCH... caring lady
She taught me all I know
Although I was a little slow, she never gave up
She never let me Slut down
Although she spent a lot of time at the neighbour's house
When my dad was out of town
I didn't walk 'til I was seven, or talk 'til I was ten
But neither did Napoleon, according to my QUACK fucking doctor
Who has certificates in frames
To substantiate his Dodgy Fucking... claims
My father left my mother for the love of a PANTANG... nother
And I have a Bastard brother who I've never really known
Because me dad moved up to Queensland
And he doesn't have a Bullshit You Fat Cunt... telephone
In primary school I had trouble making ASHTRAYS... friends
An issue which has become somewhat of a trend
The origin of which I can not pretend does not perplex me
Although my Quack Fucking doctor says it's cool
And that loads of "Fat Prick!" "SHUT UP I'm NOT FAT"... kids at school
Have problems with communication
And that of course some medication would be wise
And combined with more honest self expression
Could help me with my issues with emotional repression
And at a hundred and eighty bucks a session
I think I'll take the Theiving Wank BASTARD chap's advice
I quite like Porn... photography
And books on GUNS... history
And I'd like to be a POLITICIAN... vet
And I feel as I get older
I'm more in control of my violent tendencies
And when I die KILL... and when I die
I'll have no regrets
And I feel that all this writing
Is really Poofy exciting
And my Quack... Quack doctor would be proud
Because I feel a lot less angry
And I'm saying stuff out loud
And I'm letting anger out
Like today in our last session
When I taught the Quack a lesson
'Cause he said I'm not progressing
Said I wasn't moving forward
So I said, "Let's see how you move without your fucking legs."
And I tied him to his chair
And I pulled out my machete
And I listened to him beg
And then I cut his fucking feet off
And while he laid there bleeding
I used his feet to kick him in the head...
Until next blog,
sarah
I forgot something yesterday. So today has a new post. Not only can I say things you don't necessarily want to read through my friend John or Tim. If my friend Tim wants to use a bunch of curse words and wants that to be well received, before he does it, he simply says he has a poem he wants to recite and pretends he has tourette syndrom or something like that. Then everything is just fine. Like in his poem "Angry (Feet)":
Watch a video of it here
Here are the lyrics:
Sometimes I get a bit angry
But you couldn't tell, no you couldn't tell
Unless you looked real closely
Sometimes I get a bit angry
But it's alright, yes it's alright
Cause I keep it out of sight
Inside, deep inside
I breast fed 'til I was nine
Which my QUACK... doctor says is fine
And he also says I'd deal with anger better
If I wrote about myself in a poem or a letter
My mother was a STUPID BITCH... caring lady
She taught me all I know
Although I was a little slow, she never gave up
She never let me Slut down
Although she spent a lot of time at the neighbour's house
When my dad was out of town
I didn't walk 'til I was seven, or talk 'til I was ten
But neither did Napoleon, according to my QUACK fucking doctor
Who has certificates in frames
To substantiate his Dodgy Fucking... claims
My father left my mother for the love of a PANTANG... nother
And I have a Bastard brother who I've never really known
Because me dad moved up to Queensland
And he doesn't have a Bullshit You Fat Cunt... telephone
In primary school I had trouble making ASHTRAYS... friends
An issue which has become somewhat of a trend
The origin of which I can not pretend does not perplex me
Although my Quack Fucking doctor says it's cool
And that loads of "Fat Prick!" "SHUT UP I'm NOT FAT"... kids at school
Have problems with communication
And that of course some medication would be wise
And combined with more honest self expression
Could help me with my issues with emotional repression
And at a hundred and eighty bucks a session
I think I'll take the Theiving Wank BASTARD chap's advice
I quite like Porn... photography
And books on GUNS... history
And I'd like to be a POLITICIAN... vet
And I feel as I get older
I'm more in control of my violent tendencies
And when I die KILL... and when I die
I'll have no regrets
And I feel that all this writing
Is really Poofy exciting
And my Quack... Quack doctor would be proud
Because I feel a lot less angry
And I'm saying stuff out loud
And I'm letting anger out
Like today in our last session
When I taught the Quack a lesson
'Cause he said I'm not progressing
Said I wasn't moving forward
So I said, "Let's see how you move without your fucking legs."
And I tied him to his chair
And I pulled out my machete
And I listened to him beg
And then I cut his fucking feet off
And while he laid there bleeding
I used his feet to kick him in the head...
Until next blog,
sarah
Monday, 19 November 2012
It wasn't me! (My friend Tim)
Dear reader,
in one of my first posts I already mentioned the my friend John method. You kind of put the blame on somebody else and can say what you want to say anyway. You won't be in trouble for what you said, because you didn't say it, but "my friend John" did.
Having said that due to recent events here a gig with Tim Minchin:
(Video link) Peace Anthem for Palestine
Here are the lyrics:
We don't eat pigs
You don't eat pigs
It seems it's been that way forever
So if you don't eat pigs
And we don't eat pigs
Why not, not eat pigs together?
Until next blog,
sarah
in one of my first posts I already mentioned the my friend John method. You kind of put the blame on somebody else and can say what you want to say anyway. You won't be in trouble for what you said, because you didn't say it, but "my friend John" did.
Having said that due to recent events here a gig with Tim Minchin:
(Video link) Peace Anthem for Palestine
Here are the lyrics:
We don't eat pigs
You don't eat pigs
It seems it's been that way forever
So if you don't eat pigs
And we don't eat pigs
Why not, not eat pigs together?
Until next blog,
sarah
Monday, 16 July 2012
My motivation room
Dear reader,
I'm currently still living with my parents. So I can't make the whole flat the way I would, if it was my own. I'm not sure what I would change if it was my own. Anyway, today I want to write about my room.
You know, I was quite happy when in 2008 "The Dark Knight" came out. I didn't rush into the cinema, like probably many others did, to see one of the last movies with Heath Ledger. I had seen the first Christopher Nolan Batman movie, "Batman Begins" already and liked that. So it was quite natural for me to go and see the second and yes, I'm going to see the third and last one, too! What made me so happy about "The Dark Knight"? The Joker posters. Not because of Heath Ledger, but because of what it read on them: "Why So Serious?" I got a poster where the Joker is on it and wrote that line in blood. I had the poster on my door for a while. Now the poster is replaced by some other lines, I'm going to describe to you in a bit. "Why so serious?" helped me a lot for some time. It served as a reminder to smile. Even if it was a forced smile for the moment. The question seemed appropriate. Why walk around looking miserable so much? I forgot who it was and actually forgot the exact words of the quote, but it's something to the extend of: "Whether you smile or look sad, time keeps ticking anyway. So you may as well smile." The Joker's line was shorter though.
Now the only thing that reminds me or anybody of TDK are the three mini-posters on my wardrobe walls. I have three doors and it seemed fitting to put one poster up on each. The one furthest on the left has Harvey Dent's face with his right hand up holding one of his "I believe in Harvey Dent" badges hiding the right side of his face. The door in the middle has Batman's face with his right hand up holding one of his bat-boomerangs, whatever you call them, those bat things he throws sometimes. That, too, covers the right side of his face. On the right side has the Joker's face with his right hand up holding a Joker playing card hiding his right side of the face. I like those posters. Harvey is my favourite, because he's the character I like best in the movie. I have one of those badges now, by the way.
So then there's my desk. It stays in such a way that I sit right across from a wall. And I have one small bookshelf right on my desk and another on the wall a bit further up. The one on the wall has several postit's notes stuck to it. One reads "It's not over until it's over. Yogi Berra", another reads: "Like my mother used to tell me - if you're good at something, never do it for free. The only sensible way to live in this world is without rules. Oh, and you know the thing about chaos: it's fair." Those three sentences are said by the Joker in the movie. I think the Joker's mom had a good advice. The other two lines are... debatable, I guess. Here's another sticker: "Who knows Master Wayne? You start pretending to have fun, you might even have a little by accident." That's a great line from "Batman Begins". Bruce Wayne's butler says it to him. Wayne is covered with bruises, because of his fights as Batman and the butler, rightly, says that Wayne would need some cover, some excuse for them. The butler suggests polo. Wayne doesn't like the idea at all. So that's when the butler says that line. He's so right. Sometimes we just need to do things, get started and it's not so bad after all.
That quote ties neatly into the movie "Love Happens". I know, it's a cheesy title, but it's really a nice movie. Not one of those stupid love-romance-flics you'd imagine it to be. And it has Aaron Eckhart in it, who played Harvey Dent in TDK. Anyway, the movie is about Burke Ryan, who lost his wife in a car accident a couple of years back. He got over his loss, or so he makes everyone believe anyway. He wrote a book about it and now does seminars to help others overcome their loss. Sometimes we hear Aaron Eckhart from the off citing lines from his book. One is this: "Devote five minutes a day to smiling, just smiling, and after a while it'll come naturally." (Funny enough at that moment we see him alone in his hotel room, sitting on the bed, staring blankly, looking very miserable.) I won't tell you what's up with him. You've got to see for yourself. There's no line from "Love Happens" at the shelf, but I love his advice and it just fits with the butler's quote. There are a couple of other quotes on those stickers, but they keep falling off on to the table. Also I'd advice you not to take my choices like that, but look for what fits for you. I picked those and some other lines, because they're special and mean something to me. I only write those for you to give you ideas of what may be working.
I wrote that my door doesn't have the Joker poster any longer. It has a couple of self-made papers. One has the first line Dracula said to Jonathan Harker as he enters the castle, although I took the liberty and changed one word for obvious reasons, here's the original line: "Welcome to my house! Enter freely and of your own free will and leave some of the happiness you bring." Essentially it says that the person, who comes into my room, should bring and leave happiness. I like that idea. Sadness out, happiness in. Another paper has Charlie Chaplin sitting in front of a house on the steps, looking sad with only a dog next to him, like he's the only friend left for Charlie. I added a speech bubble with a quote from Charlie Chaplin, namely: "Nothing is permanent in this wicked world, not even our troubles." I think that's very important to keep in mind. We sometimes think that our troubles and problems have no end, but they do. Very important reminder. I wanted Charlie Chaplin to look sad on the picture though. Add a little bit of humor to the quote like that. (Much like Burk Ryan telling us to smile and sitting alone and sad in his hotel room.)
I have another late addition on the door. It's a german line, supposedly what a person suffering from dementia may ask. It reads: "Is it Monday or May today?" It's written in one of those old fonts, too. I just love it.
I also made a compilation of five of my favourite magicians one in each corner (among them Derren Brown and Harry Houdini, if you care to know) and the duo Penn & Teller in the middle. The line above them reads: "Hour youth income ache sad if stow watch oath ink." I think Milton Erickson would have liked that one. Hint: Read it aloud and listen to the sound of the words. If you catch me in a good mood, I may answer your message about that quote and tell you what it really means. That one's on my wall next to the bookshelves actually framed, too.
If you want some of my self-made posters, like the Charlie Chaplin one, drop me a message and I'll send it to you. I also made a compilation of lines of "Batman Begins" and "The Dark Knight". I just don't know where to put it. It's several lines, among them those mentioned above, in different colours.
Go ahead, play with lines, stick some up at your place! I'd be happy to read your ideas and what you came up with, too! Drop me a message.
Until next blog,
sarah
I'm currently still living with my parents. So I can't make the whole flat the way I would, if it was my own. I'm not sure what I would change if it was my own. Anyway, today I want to write about my room.
You know, I was quite happy when in 2008 "The Dark Knight" came out. I didn't rush into the cinema, like probably many others did, to see one of the last movies with Heath Ledger. I had seen the first Christopher Nolan Batman movie, "Batman Begins" already and liked that. So it was quite natural for me to go and see the second and yes, I'm going to see the third and last one, too! What made me so happy about "The Dark Knight"? The Joker posters. Not because of Heath Ledger, but because of what it read on them: "Why So Serious?" I got a poster where the Joker is on it and wrote that line in blood. I had the poster on my door for a while. Now the poster is replaced by some other lines, I'm going to describe to you in a bit. "Why so serious?" helped me a lot for some time. It served as a reminder to smile. Even if it was a forced smile for the moment. The question seemed appropriate. Why walk around looking miserable so much? I forgot who it was and actually forgot the exact words of the quote, but it's something to the extend of: "Whether you smile or look sad, time keeps ticking anyway. So you may as well smile." The Joker's line was shorter though.
Now the only thing that reminds me or anybody of TDK are the three mini-posters on my wardrobe walls. I have three doors and it seemed fitting to put one poster up on each. The one furthest on the left has Harvey Dent's face with his right hand up holding one of his "I believe in Harvey Dent" badges hiding the right side of his face. The door in the middle has Batman's face with his right hand up holding one of his bat-boomerangs, whatever you call them, those bat things he throws sometimes. That, too, covers the right side of his face. On the right side has the Joker's face with his right hand up holding a Joker playing card hiding his right side of the face. I like those posters. Harvey is my favourite, because he's the character I like best in the movie. I have one of those badges now, by the way.
So then there's my desk. It stays in such a way that I sit right across from a wall. And I have one small bookshelf right on my desk and another on the wall a bit further up. The one on the wall has several postit's notes stuck to it. One reads "It's not over until it's over. Yogi Berra", another reads: "Like my mother used to tell me - if you're good at something, never do it for free. The only sensible way to live in this world is without rules. Oh, and you know the thing about chaos: it's fair." Those three sentences are said by the Joker in the movie. I think the Joker's mom had a good advice. The other two lines are... debatable, I guess. Here's another sticker: "Who knows Master Wayne? You start pretending to have fun, you might even have a little by accident." That's a great line from "Batman Begins". Bruce Wayne's butler says it to him. Wayne is covered with bruises, because of his fights as Batman and the butler, rightly, says that Wayne would need some cover, some excuse for them. The butler suggests polo. Wayne doesn't like the idea at all. So that's when the butler says that line. He's so right. Sometimes we just need to do things, get started and it's not so bad after all.
That quote ties neatly into the movie "Love Happens". I know, it's a cheesy title, but it's really a nice movie. Not one of those stupid love-romance-flics you'd imagine it to be. And it has Aaron Eckhart in it, who played Harvey Dent in TDK. Anyway, the movie is about Burke Ryan, who lost his wife in a car accident a couple of years back. He got over his loss, or so he makes everyone believe anyway. He wrote a book about it and now does seminars to help others overcome their loss. Sometimes we hear Aaron Eckhart from the off citing lines from his book. One is this: "Devote five minutes a day to smiling, just smiling, and after a while it'll come naturally." (Funny enough at that moment we see him alone in his hotel room, sitting on the bed, staring blankly, looking very miserable.) I won't tell you what's up with him. You've got to see for yourself. There's no line from "Love Happens" at the shelf, but I love his advice and it just fits with the butler's quote. There are a couple of other quotes on those stickers, but they keep falling off on to the table. Also I'd advice you not to take my choices like that, but look for what fits for you. I picked those and some other lines, because they're special and mean something to me. I only write those for you to give you ideas of what may be working.
I wrote that my door doesn't have the Joker poster any longer. It has a couple of self-made papers. One has the first line Dracula said to Jonathan Harker as he enters the castle, although I took the liberty and changed one word for obvious reasons, here's the original line: "Welcome to my house! Enter freely and of your own free will and leave some of the happiness you bring." Essentially it says that the person, who comes into my room, should bring and leave happiness. I like that idea. Sadness out, happiness in. Another paper has Charlie Chaplin sitting in front of a house on the steps, looking sad with only a dog next to him, like he's the only friend left for Charlie. I added a speech bubble with a quote from Charlie Chaplin, namely: "Nothing is permanent in this wicked world, not even our troubles." I think that's very important to keep in mind. We sometimes think that our troubles and problems have no end, but they do. Very important reminder. I wanted Charlie Chaplin to look sad on the picture though. Add a little bit of humor to the quote like that. (Much like Burk Ryan telling us to smile and sitting alone and sad in his hotel room.)
I have another late addition on the door. It's a german line, supposedly what a person suffering from dementia may ask. It reads: "Is it Monday or May today?" It's written in one of those old fonts, too. I just love it.
I also made a compilation of five of my favourite magicians one in each corner (among them Derren Brown and Harry Houdini, if you care to know) and the duo Penn & Teller in the middle. The line above them reads: "Hour youth income ache sad if stow watch oath ink." I think Milton Erickson would have liked that one. Hint: Read it aloud and listen to the sound of the words. If you catch me in a good mood, I may answer your message about that quote and tell you what it really means. That one's on my wall next to the bookshelves actually framed, too.
If you want some of my self-made posters, like the Charlie Chaplin one, drop me a message and I'll send it to you. I also made a compilation of lines of "Batman Begins" and "The Dark Knight". I just don't know where to put it. It's several lines, among them those mentioned above, in different colours.
Go ahead, play with lines, stick some up at your place! I'd be happy to read your ideas and what you came up with, too! Drop me a message.
Until next blog,
sarah
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