some weird shit going through my head...
I had a dream last night that all of my negatives were messed up... that after I developed them, they were no longer my green pepper and artichoke pictures, but magically nature and architecture shots instead. I still have to develop them tomorrow (or today) and seriously, this is the scariest part of photography. I hate going into that dark little room... it makes me feel claustrophobic and I start to freak out when I can't get the negatives on the reels. Eeek... I'm gonna be fine. They will go on with no problems and I will shock everyone with my beautiful abstraction prints... *g*
I read this article on Yahoo!News about an asteroid that might hit the earth in 878 years. My first thought was, "I'll be long gone by that time, but maybe I'll know if this actually happens." But then I stopped and thought about it. I've always been taught that this is our one and only life. But I've also always had this feeling that I have lived before and that I will live again. I know that's strange. In grade school, we'd walk to the library and read and I have a clear recollection of sitting there thinking how frustrating it was that I might have lived before and totally forgotten everything I'd learned in past lives. And that, after this death, I won't remember the experiences of this life. It depressed me... why be reborn if we can't learn from previous mistakes? Rationally, I don't know that I believe in reincarnation, but it seems to be an intuition that I've long had. Weird thought... heaven would be nicer. Wouldn't have to deal with the shitty parts of life over and over again.
woo... alright. That's enough from this girl for one night.
I read this article on Yahoo!News about an asteroid that might hit the earth in 878 years. My first thought was, "I'll be long gone by that time, but maybe I'll know if this actually happens." But then I stopped and thought about it. I've always been taught that this is our one and only life. But I've also always had this feeling that I have lived before and that I will live again. I know that's strange. In grade school, we'd walk to the library and read and I have a clear recollection of sitting there thinking how frustrating it was that I might have lived before and totally forgotten everything I'd learned in past lives. And that, after this death, I won't remember the experiences of this life. It depressed me... why be reborn if we can't learn from previous mistakes? Rationally, I don't know that I believe in reincarnation, but it seems to be an intuition that I've long had. Weird thought... heaven would be nicer. Wouldn't have to deal with the shitty parts of life over and over again.
woo... alright. That's enough from this girl for one night.