When I listen to this music, I’m transported back to Chicago. Michigan Ave., Millennium Park, the Museum, walking in blizzard, waiting in wind chill, loneliness, dreams, art school…
I could not find the justification for paying so much money for art education and the usefulness of artists in society. Yet i so desperately wanted to be a part of the world as an artist and my heart ached when the world seemed indifferent.
Had I heard this song in my Chicago years, I would have been proud of myself and proud of the things I thought meaningless and foolish.
Children are so good at finding fun in every little thing. How can they be so completely happy! They are all born with such innate ability. It’s funny how people educate themselves to become serious and go to great lengths to entertain themselves.
The director Park Chan-Wook’s works have never been about emotional exploration. They are about intellectual exploration inciting forbidden emotions.
This used to be my favorite song. She has something special and it was what I exactly wanted in my youth: being able to express my inner most self. I never got it. She brought me back what I thought I would never get back. Beautiful.
I finally come to term with myself…leaving behind all the dreams I ceased to pursue. There was always a sense of interim whenever I think about the things that I dreamed about. I always felt I had to go back and finish what I started. All the more I felt lost and misplaced. But life allows only a handful of complete freedom, and in hindsight, I was granted with that rare though brief lightness of being. I was young and reckless. I was free to do what my heart desired. Regardless of what came out of it, that in itself has a meaning. I lived it. No single drop of regret remains. I finally come to term with myself. It is okay to let go and dream something new.
But here’s the thing: The watch isn’t actually a fashion accessory for the tech-happy. It’s a tech accessory pretending to be a fashion accessory. I just couldn’t fall for it.
By from NYtimes.com
I went to the Apple store in Manhattan and tried out the Apple Watch. There is something confusing about it. It didn’t feel fashionable. It didn’t feel techy either. There were no functions that I was in need. I didn’t know how it can make my life easier and how it would advance my life beyond iPhone.
Here is how I would pivot from here on. Stop looking at it as a fashion item. Go back to the basic and ask how it can make daily life easier with no intrusive alarms. The answer is easy. Stop calling it Apple Watch! Call it Siri on Wrist and then give her a 18k gold case. Now it’s sexy! The catch is Siri needs much improvement, but once it perfects the contextual assistance, it will open up a new world.
my hero, my captain. the brightest star among us.
No man is an island entire of itself; every man
is a piece of the continent, a part of the main;
if a clod be washed away by the sea, Europe
is the less, as well as if a promontory were, as
well as any manner of thy friends or of thine
own were; any man's death diminishes me,
because I am involved in mankind.
And therefore never send to know for whom
the bell tolls; it tolls for thee.
Devotions upon Emergent Occasions