November 14, 2006
Last week M and I had dinner at the dinning hall in Southwest. It brought back bitter memories from two years ago. Listening to Dylan's "desolation row" made me feel the same way today. I would listen to it at nights on the way back to my room from library. How lonely I was. "We may be through with the past, but the past ain't through with us."
Natchwey's Inferno. A masterpiece. He's a saint with a camera in hand. "My job is to help reach a broad base of people who translate their feelings into an articulate stance, then through the mechanism of political and humanitarian organizations bring pressure to bear on the process of change."
Although I don't practice any particular religion but I'm religious to my core. How can anyone deny the mysterious aspect of existence and not believe in the Unknown. In order to see the Unknown, you should only close your eyes and look. In order to hear the Unknown, you should deafen your ears and listen. There is no other way to have a true experience of life except by living life with closed eyes and deaf ears...
Posted by amin at November 14, 2006 11:33 PM