Andy's Mind

I’m having a frantic evening preparing for tomorrow. It turns out this PITA project won’t be completed tomorrow, which I do know already but others don’t. Yet. They won’t be happy, but it can’t be helped. Too much to change in the document in such a short time, also some corrections and comments from the client (one showing such ignorance it’s jaw-dropping) to process.

Furthermore, I have a meeting with a friend of friend who is also going to the seaside and will give me a lift there. The problem is that he wants to start at 16:30 sharp and that means I would have to leave work at 16:00 – or not go there at all working from home instead. I would have to weight my options in the morning and decide then. However, I decided already that no matter what would happen with the project and everything I won’t back down this time and I won’t let this opportunity to return to the sea pass.

Because, you see, I love the sea. I love to look at it. I love the sound of the waves both ashore and on the sea. I love the smell of the wind and I love to feel it blow against my face. I think the sea is the greatest metaphor of mind and everything. I can watch it for hours. And even as I won’t have much time for idle gazing on this trip I’m already anticipating all that familiar views, sounds and smells. I hope it would be great two days. See you then.

I was to write a long, thoughtful piece about freedoms, paperwork & alchemists but I’m too exhausted. Getting up too early does it to me always, too early being anything before 9:30 AM. I can’t understand how people can get up at hours like 6 AM and continue to be alive, but in most cases getting up at such hours is related to manual labor. Some correlation? Hm…

So, instead of philosophizing about the world at large I’m drinking beer, listening to Schiller and feeling generally happy and satisfied with myself and my day. Which was quite good.

I worked much today and there is a chance I’ll end this PITA project for the National Fund for Something Very Important – maybe even this Friday. And I just hope this is the last time I’m doing anything for a governmental agency here – people there tend to be not on my level, to be frank. Too much chaos, too little logic and/or intelligence – I just can’t talk with such people, communication somewhat doesn’t occur. To be fair I have to say that these are particularly bad, totally lost in illusion of own omniscience, but I’ve met some decent people even in gov on my previous projects.

I also have a chance to get another project, this time not related to government. Keep your fingers crossed.

Just a short news roundup before going to bed. So, Greasemonkey made it to Slashdot today – but I’ve already looked at it a few days ago and decided it’s not what I need. I need a way to program my Firefox to delete cookies from a certain site every second time I use it. Greasemonkey can’t do that, it is about rearranging content on a webpage and, frankly, I just don’t use websites whose design would piss me off enough to do any coding or scripting to make them usable.

Something I had a good laugh over – a guy named Victorio Farias discovered some early writings of the late Salvador Allende, the communist who was removed from power by Augusto Pinochet Ugarte – luckily for Chileans. It turns out he was fascinated by the Nazis in his young years, his doctoral thesis is just a pile of racist gibber and pure nonsense (which shows nicely and again that paperwork is worthless – some idiots allowed this piece of rubbish to pass as a scientific paper even back then) and he nearly introduced an eugenic program of killing “unfit” in his first government appointment as Minister of Health. (here are some articles about it – Spanish English)

I’m not that surprised, since I’ve read some of his talks just about the end of his reign – he could as well have been speaking on a Komintern meeting. It won’t help the leftists though, as in most cases they don’t think for themselves nor check the sources for themselves. Fine example of that is that not even all terrible soviet crimes (next to which even the holocaust pales) were able to persuade some people that communism is, well, evil and Marx was a madman. But at least I will have another argument when discussing with all those who attack Pinochet without knowing anything about Chile, Allende and 1973 except for what Allende’s daughter and some of his commie friends who escaped say (and media repeat). Funny how leftists’ brains function, BTW – when I cite a Chilean Pinochet supporter they say he is not objective but somehow Allende daughter is not subjective at all.

Yesterday I was visiting people almost whole day. I visited my parents to smoothen the relations some. Then I visited some friends for barbecue, nice eating, some beers, light chat. Then on to another friends, Peter & Martha – I couldn’t eat anymore but we talked well into the night over tea. We ended up discussing quite seriously the nature of our reality. In the end I felt very well, it’s nice to meet people in different contexts and situations, it enriches mind.

Today I’m in a pensive, thoughtful mood. All this discussion about what Peter called “Apparatus” and I would call “Individual Instance of Mind” or “Mind Stream” and then reading “Limes Inferior” before sleep left me somehow mentally unsatisfied. I’ll have to go buy some food for me & the cats and do some thinking while walking.

I was to go to Gdansk today with friends, but in the end it didn’t work out. I’m broke this weekend, so are they and in the end we are all stuck in this sad crappy capital. Pity. I would bike then tomorrow and visit friends to get away from my longing for the sea.

I really love the sea, as you might have guessed from this page’s design. The sea is a great metaphor for everything – and I really mean it. We are all just a streams of consciousness in the ocean of mind. I can watch waves for hours, just sit and watch them come and go – each different and unique yet each similar to the next one. I love the sound of sea, no matter whether it’s calm or stormy. I love it. Even despite the fact that I get seasick if weather gets rough – something I need to get over.

The bright news is that we’ll be going 100% next weekend. And the whole trip is to work on a yacht which needs some repairs and preparations for the season. It’s a 20 years old steel 40 feeter with some great cruises in its logbooks. It’s a kind of community effort to keep it in good shape. And in return for some hard work I can get some free sailing (or, being seasick in my case hehe) which is a fair trade, I think. And a chance to be close to the sea, get to know cool people etc.

OK, time to sleep now…