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April 26, 2005
A philosphical evening of TV and rollerblades
So I've spent most of the evening in a rather philsophical mood cleaning the bearings on my rollerblades. I'm not sure what triggered the mood...maybe it was the fact that tonight was the first night in two weeks that I hadn't been out partying; celebrating being done university. Or maybe it was watching Field of Dreams on TV or TLC's showings of the David Blaine specials or a bit of everything. Either way, I'm stuck in it and I'm its the type of mood that fills your head with questions and half-thoughts, a web of confusion standing between me and a good night's sleep.
So I sit here, thinking "how can I empty my head, how can my mind find peace tonight..."
As I mentioned earlier, I've finished university. Six years, countless hours and much partying later and I've climbed that mountain only to find myself at the base of another mountain...scratch that, another mountain would be welcome. It's more like a mountain range where I can see the peaks where I want to go but the paths there are numerous and clouded. Yeah, sounds like a cheesy metaphor or a dream but hey, that's how bad segways are made (besides, everyday you watch cheesier stuff on Friends, Seinfeld, etc.)
So now I'm stuck in a dream, or looking for one. Ray Kinsella had a dream, so he built a baseball field and they came. But he had a farm and a family at the start of Field of Dreams...I don't know where to start to even get there. I guess what really struck me as profound in the movie was the fear of letting go of one's dreams. I may not be able to see all of my dreams right now but my fears are there. The pressures of 'graduate and go find a job' are there and can be frightening...not because it's hard to find a job, but that I don't want the office job, the career that suddenly pays well and lulls you into a sense of comfort where a change of scenery is no longer refreshing but a shock to the system.
So how does David Blaine relate to my dreams? I'm going to become a street magician!...riiight....no, street magic is not in my future, although I think everyone would be better off if they could look forward to a little magic. In one of Blaine's specials he mentions that, to a baby, everything is magical. The baby experiences everything firsthand and is left in wonder. Blaine enjoys how his tricks, if only for a moment, can leave someone with that same impression. David Blaine also spends time performing acts that many claim are just publicity stunts. He's been buried alive, frozen in ice and has spent 36 hours on a 10 storey pillar in a park in New York City. I feel his stunts represent incredible demonstrations of human endurance. They show that we can surpass what are considered the normal limits. I guess that's what has struck a chord with me...I want to constantly push myself...to test my limits and stretch them. It's not a complete philosophy but it's a good start...I hope.
Maybe now, I'll find some rest...for tonight
Posted by Dr.Unk at April 26, 2005 12:20 AM
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