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Well, hello. I hope that you are having a very merry December so far. Personally, I love Christmas, so seeing the arrival of the season sparks a lot of happiness in my soul. I like having a tiny tree in my room, & I plan on making some ornaments whenever I have the time. & I like dancing to “Last Christmas” by Wham! while drinking hot chocolate (with marshmallows, of course) outside in the freezing winds of wrath. But, anyway, I hope all of you can keep up with work before the holidays. Eat lots of cookies & stuff. (:


Lately, everything feels “&”, so I decided to write something guided by the symbol. It may not make sense, but I often assign abstract concepts vague names. For instance, I had a feeling I could only name as “triangle.” Now I associate that feeling with a form of anxiety, but “triangle” still holds relevance. Shapes, colors, numbers, & words (heck, even letters) mean a lot to me. I often ask people what color their day was, & the responses are even better when they verge from a simple, “blue”, or whatnot. For instance, I love hearing something along the lines of, “burnt bread & melted purple crayons”. I made up that example, but I have gotten a lot of wonderful responses. I feel like we restrict ourselves way too much, & I like seeing people break out of the different boxes that confine them. & for me, personally, flat descriptions & interpretations form a box that I do not want to be trapped in. So lately, I have allowed myself to step beyond a few meaningless boundaries, & that has made a tremendous difference. My work means more to me.


a disheveled arrange of thought:

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Lately I have realized that the concept of “or” does not exist in some circumstances. To clarify, past or present does not exist; today or tomorrow does not exist; & to have either a cookie or a donut does not exist. To explain my meaning behind each of these, I mean that you can not have one or the other.

I: The present can never stand alone; it can never be separated from the past. Actually, when exactly is the past? One second ago & so on? Therefore, by this logic, the present exists only now (wait, nevermind, now it lives in the past). I feel that, instead of having “past or present”, we have “past & present”. The past affects my present tremendously, also, so of course.

II: “Today or tomorrow” does not exist. Yes, today is today, today is now, today is the present. But when will tomorrow arrive? How far away does it lie ahead? How many seconds of the present does it take to reach it? I believe in “tomorrow & today” because every tomorrow becomes today. Either we will never reach tomorrow, or today is, in fact, an infinite tomorrow.

III: Life proves as nothing else but a series of decisions & consequences. Will you choose the coffee or the donut? Does the other one still exist? Would it have ever existed? Could it exist? Decisions make my brain hurt. I think that life gives us both the cookie & the donut. Maybe we separate them too much. Maybe they are not meant to be separated. Maybe I am overthinking this.

I like “&” a lot because it feels like life & stuff.

Yes, the concept of an “or” exists in some ways, but in a general view of existence (from my perspective) it does not.

I like living in a simultaneous world, a world of tomorrow & today, a world of the past & the present.

I like realizing that I am not an either/or version of past & present, but I am constructed of both.

I like thinking about how we do not necessarily have to pick one thing over the other. We do not necessarily have to be one thing over the other. We do not necessarily have to listen to one thing over the other. You can eat the cookie & the donut; you can wear pastel colors & skeleton designs; you can follow the warning voice & the accepting voice.

To answer your question about the donut or the cookie, I think that you should make a cookie-donut sandwich somehow &  then take a nap.

(I apologize for this monstrosity.)


Wednesday’s Fun Fact:

Human beings are not machines; rest is important. Please do not pull any all-nighters or work constantly because your brain can not compute efficiently while half-charged. I know I just disproved my first statement a bit, but you probably indirectly consider yourself a machine, anyway, if you need to hear this. I am speaking your language, then.

Peace.

Author: Callie Matthews

"I have hated the words and I have loved them, and I hope I have made them right." - The Book Thief