this week’s Thought (singular)
thinking about the circle of life (eating and getting hungry in turn)
a very warm welcome to all new readers. i love new readers so much that whenever i get an email about a new reader, i manifest that they get a full night’s sleep in a cool room. thank you for joining us. may you be out cold for eight hours and not wake up drenched in your own sweat.
a very warm welcome to old readers as well. may good sense continue to prevail.
hi
terribly sorry for throwing your life out of whack and not showing up in your inbox last weekend. it’s been a busy june, filled with different experiences and learnings. settling into a new room in a new hostel in a new city with new people for a new degree is a very time-consuming process.
i have been having a lot of big and grand feelings about what makes a house a home, the community of hostel living, the seemingly simultaneously messy and effortless affair of making friends from scratch, how embarrassing is too embarrassing, how annoying is too annoying (and am i crossing that line or just being a normal human being), and other such ruminations. it’s several intersecting topics that i’m trying to flesh out and write coherently, and something that i’d like to take my time to process and present. in the mean time, here are some pictures of trees and other miscellaneous greens from back home to tide you over.
ps: the response to the previous thodi was so lovely. thank you all so much for reading and reaching out to me about it.
pps: we celebrated thodi’s second birthday earlier this month, on june 4th 2024. as a fun, embarrassing thing to do, i am sharing the very first edition from june 4th 2022.(don’t reach out to me about this one.)
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English Recitation Competition
Blues for Almost Forgotten Music, Roxane Beth Johnson
This is the way of all amplitude: we need the brightness to die some. This is the way of love and music: it plays like a god and then is done. Do I feel better remembering, knowing for certain what’s gone?
The Earthlings, Matthew Olzmann
We wanted to offer a tour of our world, demonstrate how we freed ourselves from the prisons of linear time. But the Earthlings were already spelunking our closets, prying tools from their containers and holding them to the light. What’s this? they demanded. What’s this? What’s this? And what’s this? That’s a Quantum Annihilator; put that down. That’s a Particle Grinder; please put that down. We could show you how to heal the sick, we said. We could help you feed every nation, commune with the all-seeing sentient energy that palpitates through all known forms of matter. Nah! they said. Teach us to vaporize a mountain! Teach us to turn the moon into revenue! Then the Earthlings left a faucet running and flooded our basement.
A Vision of the End, Too-qua-stee
I once beheld the end of time! Its stream had run away; The years all drifted down in slime, In filth dishonored lay.
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this week’s Song
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thank you for reading, and see you next week <3
you write so beautifully, i can't stop devouring your blogs.
hope you publish a novel soon.