"Somos pó neste mundo"
For one thing, James´ emails make me want to die. They make me so happy beyond belief that after I read them I´m so fulfilled with my life that I want to commit suicide and end it on a high note.
That being said, I´m fulfilled, but there are no sharp objects in sight, so I´ll keep writing this entry...
Today I got a wonderful letter from Lara with pictures and everything and I keep swooning about it and rubbing it in the faces of other people that didn´t get mail. They can kiss my bunda though. I can´t help it if my bitches love me.
Yesterday I went to the centro espiritu with Covero and Peri. They were...actually on time. Anyway, Covero walked out because he has major ADD and can´t sit still, but Peri and I stayed for the whole thing.
Here´s the scenario: big room, people sitting in chairs facing a long table with a row of people dressed in white sitting behind it. I don´t have a religion and don´t believe in most things, but as soon as you walk in you feel immense energy everywhere. There´s some praying and meditation and then you get to sit across from the people dressed in white and you hold hands and they pass positive energy to you.
There were a lot of things going through my mind. Like: this is really weird. Why are those people convulsing? I have theology class tomorrow, why am I overdosing on religion this week? But then my stomach started to hurt. And I started thinking about the different phases of my life. My innocence and carefree childhood. The angst and anger of adolescence. And now a little more clarity with experience but confusion more than anything. What´s next?
I left as cynical as I entered but felt inspired and a little wistful. Later Covero and I sat by the lake and watched the rats swim in the polluted water. He seems so confused about life and is so set to conquer it at the same time. He´s a trip and a half. So despistado but a great story teller, "E ai... belleza, namoral Selena, e ai, uh...porra..." Well, besides all the filler. Lógico!
...somos pó neste mundo.
That being said, I´m fulfilled, but there are no sharp objects in sight, so I´ll keep writing this entry...
Today I got a wonderful letter from Lara with pictures and everything and I keep swooning about it and rubbing it in the faces of other people that didn´t get mail. They can kiss my bunda though. I can´t help it if my bitches love me.
Yesterday I went to the centro espiritu with Covero and Peri. They were...actually on time. Anyway, Covero walked out because he has major ADD and can´t sit still, but Peri and I stayed for the whole thing.
Here´s the scenario: big room, people sitting in chairs facing a long table with a row of people dressed in white sitting behind it. I don´t have a religion and don´t believe in most things, but as soon as you walk in you feel immense energy everywhere. There´s some praying and meditation and then you get to sit across from the people dressed in white and you hold hands and they pass positive energy to you.
There were a lot of things going through my mind. Like: this is really weird. Why are those people convulsing? I have theology class tomorrow, why am I overdosing on religion this week? But then my stomach started to hurt. And I started thinking about the different phases of my life. My innocence and carefree childhood. The angst and anger of adolescence. And now a little more clarity with experience but confusion more than anything. What´s next?
I left as cynical as I entered but felt inspired and a little wistful. Later Covero and I sat by the lake and watched the rats swim in the polluted water. He seems so confused about life and is so set to conquer it at the same time. He´s a trip and a half. So despistado but a great story teller, "E ai... belleza, namoral Selena, e ai, uh...porra..." Well, besides all the filler. Lógico!
...somos pó neste mundo.