Free Will & Whatnot...

Have you ever been unfortunate enough to endure an existential dilemma? Me neither. Ever wondered why people have them in the first place?? Perhaps wAy too much free time resulting in inevitable idle thoughts; the kind that led the likes of Sir Newton (who was pretty awesome by the way + was born on 25th Dec using the Julian calendar) to discover why things fall...down...& not anywhere else.What sort of days did philosophers really live through?? I can't imagine how anyone in this day would sit for hours on end merely to reflect on life's deeper meaning &...wait, I should probably stop this Idleville-bound train of thought in its tracks. Yes, friends, the gravity of this issue cannot be stressed enough! So I won't.

Anyway, not too long ago, Alexandra suffered a harrowing, almost tragic ordeal that left her in a state. She almost drowned. *Moment of deep...dark sealence* [yeah, I said it] Going  through what she did would undoubtedly leave the best of us in similar states; braving untold anguish right after, waking up from recurring night terrors & reliving the traumatic experience for years to come. In the days that followed, her face would regularly show signs of unresponsiveness to my incessant pleas and prodding. I couldn't quite push her buttons as I used to. What soon followed was a series of abrupt blackouts that left me devastated. So, before we continue, I should probably tell you that Alex is my very own devoted, trusted & beloved cell phone.

And that's how my technologically advanced rectangular slab acquired its free will complex! She goes off when it suits her & comes back on at will. *Katy Perry's hot n cold ringtone goes off in background* I have no control whatsoever over her actions and any attempt to rehabilitate her is largely pointless.

Despair.

Is communication really that important??? (We shall address this highly philosophical issue at a later date).

Replacement. Seemingly the only plausible solution. So I get an archaic Nokia in her stead and all's well in the aftermath of my post-apocalyptic GSM world till the new girl - let's call her Geraldine - decides to violently crush her moral compass & cheats on me..I mean, cheats me about text deliveries. It's a sad sad outrage!! Who..what does that!?!?!?!? Such inhumanity should ideally be punishable by death via decapitation, defenestration & other similar de-words with similar effects! Exasperated sigh... Such is my plight!

Moral of the story? Do we really need one? Do we?!

Scripts of Note...

I have no idea who wrote the scripts for these movies but they most certainly did good jobs of them. Here are two conversations that figuratively made the movies what they are.

Shrek the 3rd

Prince Charming: You! You can't lie! So tell me puppet... where... is... Shrek?

Pinocchio: Uh. Hmm, well, uh, I don't know where he's not

Prince Charming: You're telling me you don't know where Shrek is?

Pinocchio: It wouldn't be inaccurate to assume that I couldn't exactly not say that it is or isn't almost partially incorrect.

Prince Charming: So you do know where he is!

Pinocchio: On the contrary. I'm possibly more or less not definitely rejecting the idea that in no way with any amount of uncertainty that I undeniably

Prince Charming: Stop it!

Pinocchio: ...do or do not know where he shouldn't probably be, if that indeed wasn't where he isn't. Even if he wasn't at where I knew he was

[Pigs and Gingerbread Man begin singing]

Pinocchio: That'd mean I'd really have to know where he wasn't.

Megamind

[Metro Man crashes into the observatory, but finds no-one present]

Megamind: [from projector] Over here, old friend! In case you've noticed, you've fallen right into my trap!

Metro Man: You can't trap justice! It's an idea, a belief!

Megamind: Even the most heartfelt belief can get corroded with crime!

Metro Man: Justice is a non-corrosive metal!

Megamind: But metals can be melted, by the heat of revanche!

Metro Man: It's REVENGE, and it's best served cold!

Megamind: But it can be easily reheated, in the microwave of evil!

Metro Man: Well, I think your warranty's about to expire!

Megamind: Maybe I got an extended warranty!

Metro Man: Warranties are invalid, if used beyond their intended purpose!

Roxanne Ritchi: [exasperated] Girls, girls, you're both pretty! Can I go home now?!

Places I never thought I'd get nostalgic over...

School of Business... Come to think of it, there were a mite too many plants there. Someone clearly got carried away with the whole going-green campaign. I'm pretty sure this punchline would have been more effective if the photo was in colour but, you know, minor details...

Ah, the library... Good times! I know, it's an unlikely location for the aforementioned times but we all know what they say about the posse you roll with... Yeah, I'll continue on the assumption that you actually know what they say. If you (for whatever reason) used Google Maps about two years ago, say, on a random day in May (or was it November?) & searched for the USIU lib then you probably saw someone ever so mildly resembling me on the rooftop. & by ever so mildly I mean hardly at best.  'High rollers' we were...Yeah...

It all begins now...

At this very juncture, as you read this word, we embark on a journey of outstanding significance; the rest of our lives... Also, the advent of this mostly random blog.

Time. The past (most of it anyway) is held only in memories. Some fleeting, others deeply etched but still mere memories. Granted, monumental events make history but it makes sense to avoid dwelling on them in order to focus on making newer history. #Winning as it were. The future, technically, will never reach… coz let’s face it, as long as a certain point in time qualifies to be referred to as the future, it’s always going to be a planck time (smallest unit of time ie.) away. Always. No exceptions. None whatsoever. I cannot belabour this point enough. Ok, perhaps I just did & to be honest, it’s kind of fun. Almost as fun as reflecting on & subsequently referencing what I’ve just written [You really need to try this/do it more often if it’s already a cheap thrill you frequently indulge in]. Why do I do it? I guess I’m extremely self-aware but I digress & I'm certainly not one to digress unnecessarily...

Considering all these simple facts, one question looms - what am I saying? & just as that one’s done looming, another dramatically emerges from the chasm of obscurity - What do you think I’m saying? In essence, seize the day/moment. Carpe diem as they like to say. You don't get many chances to do it so why not start now? In the paraphrased words of Sandra & Dirk from Sheep in the Big City (episode 1, season 1), we all have but "one...life...to live."