Инвариант оптимистического мировоззрения:

Те, кто меня понимают, стараются, по возможности, действовать мне во благо, или хотя бы не во вред.

Опрокинуть его можно разве что типично-подростковым утверждением:

Меня никто не понимает.

Но это утверждение технически недоказуемо, - так же, как и утверждение об отсутствии Бога :)

В силу этого получаем замечательное следствие:

Оптимизм - это разумно! :)

Finally, I have finished this book off (and I must confess, last 3/4 went pretty quickly - it only took me some hours during the last weekend to do it).

I rather liked it (as most of the stuff Reynolds writes). Pity this sort of things does not seem to make it onto wide screens! I would love to see the movie made after it, or after other Reynolds' stories... may be it would convince some folks to go into science?..

The beginning of the story was a bit slow, at least for me, but once I got hooked onto it (after several chapters) I became more and more immersed.


I'd recommend this one, even if it seems to be a bit more sad than I would have wanted (but this is typical for Reynolds anyway). But it is a good story and it has been told lovely. 

If at least the Russian and Georgian would have left the Olympics now, this would be something to remember. The fact that this is not done proves that there is nothing holy left in the Games idea, even (=especially) for the sportspeople themselves. Just selling their bodies in the socially approved way... business as usual.

Ненавижу войны. I hate wars. Ik haat oorlogen. Je hais les guerres. Ich hasse Kriege.

In the eye of cyclone, there is stillness.

On the bottom of a chasm, there is nothing but darkness. Honestly, is there a bottom at all?.. You can be falling forever...

Love can be each of these (as well as many other phenomena). But for me, the cyclone would do better.

For practical purposes, it's safer to consider no answer as a "no" answer. Why try to open a box if there is nothing inside but a dead feline? Had it been alive, it would somehow get out by itself. It is our stubborn refusal to accept this fact that creates the ambiguity.

Of course it is always easier when you don't have to see that box once you admitted it to be a coffin, but hey, suffering is a way to lighten up your karma, and this kind of suffering does not even have to be noticeable... extra point to your House for using this energy source to feed the hungry, warm the frozen and heal the wounded...

That is how we are supposed to survive in this world, after all :)

I just realised how egoistic I am, after all. Time to change.

The weather was just the way the weather in summer should be. There have been many people at the streets, everybody was more or less relaxed. Later at night, a quietly glittering cavalcade of night skaters passed by the cafe where I have been sitting with a number of people, around a table in the terrace corner, with the view at the promenade along the river.

We all can die tomorrow, so we should be just grateful for every single day that has ended decently. That much we can always have, whatever the circumstances, if only we listen to the people around us.

And the rest is best to come unexpected.

Luxury items are not necessarily the ones which are better than the cheap stuff; quite often, it is exactly the other way round. It is the fact that certain artefacts are difficult to obtain that turns them into luxury.

Imagine the situation when teleportation has been invented. It will be a luxury to get oneself teleported. But then, it appears that teleportation is way cheaper than moving around by oil-consuming transport. Everybody starts getting teleported everywhere. No travel time is assumed for the employees, no excuses over the late train, flat tyre or even broken heel.

What a luxury might it become then to explore the outside world by car, by bike or even by foot, especially while going to work or back!.. A precious time spent just to relocate yourself physically from point A to point B!..

Every day when we are free to choose our way is the greatest gift life can grant us.

Pity that we don't know what happens afterwards. If it does.

If you feel the need to help somebody, check this story.

Поддавшись ностальгии, решила послушать радио "Эхо Москвы".

Какая тоска от всех этих новостей, начитываемых сумрачными голосами ведущих, пытающихся изображать что-то вроде делового оптимизма. Сплошь катастрофы, неприятности и конфликты - редко-редко промелькнет что-то светлое. Как так можно жить?

Ностальгия закончилась надолго.

A: Blessed is the reality - our common implementation of the Universe. Whatever isn't here, is just not in scope for the current release.

B: It's a very philosophical view of things.

A: In other words:
Long live the reality - the only place where our dreams can meet each other...

B: Hm... isn't it too high-style?.. And what is the point of all these fancy words?

A: OK, cutting it short:
Life can be a funny place, after all :) All the more when there is someone who seems to be on the same tune. Do you agree?

B: (answer pending)

Я проверил свои знания русского языка и получил пятерку. Сходи, проверься?

Если верить этому тесту, я - "вымирающий вид россиянина, отлично знающего свой родной язык" :)

Мелочь, а приятно.

Бабочки в животе
Кружат веселой стайкой...
Не погасить огня.

Originally posted on ashalynd13.vox.com

Вот такую жемчужину обнаружила на одном из нижеупомянутых форумов - "Прекрасное далёко" на латыни!

Audio vocem de mirabili futuro,
Matutinam vocem, rore humidam.
Audio vocem, et pericula ventura
Turbant mentem, sicut puero cuidam.

R.: Mirabile futurum, ne esto mihi durum,
Ne esto mihi durum, ne esto durum.
Origine ex pura ad optimum futurum,
Ad optimum futurum iam nunc egressus sum.

Audio vocem de mirabili futuro,
Illa vocat me in loca divina.
Audio vocem semper interrogaturam:
Quid iam fecerim pro die crastina?

Iuro me futurum bonum atque castum
Nec amicum relicturum miserum.
Audio vocem et festino hoc vocatu
Via aspera ad illud futurum.

Originally posted on ashalynd13.vox.com

Зашла на пару русских сайтов, посвященных Д.Андрееву и "Розе мира".

Кажется, онлайн-общение в значительной степени утратило для меня свое очарование ;)

К описанным Андреевым демонам государственности, эгрегорам и прочей нечисти надо еще добавить то, что существует на изнанке Интернета (собственно, братья Вачовски в "Матрице" уже отобразили это все художественными средствами...)

В общем, я все больше начинаю переходить на живые разговоры...

Originally posted on ashalynd13.vox.com

Посмотрела вторую часть "Хроник Нарнии" ("Принц Каспиан").


Резюме: увы, увы, увы...

Только что прошел слепой дождь.

Смотрите во все глаза, голландские дамы, - если верить Вениамину Каверину, это единственное время, когда становятся видны прозрачные рыцари. Если, конечно, они окажутся невдалеке от вас :)