Quotidian thoughts and quotidian words, from a quotidian mind.

Ever tried to write your own thought? Me neither… Or well, I tried to do so for the last two weeks – the result is kind of humorous, at least for my deviant mind. I tried to take some scenarios too, so dialogue is also attending.

I didn’t want to categorize it, so length will differ from a line of thought to a lengthy conversation. I did narrow it down to two thought… Now to start:

1. During the Danish rainstorm:

Rain, rain, rain… How I love the fact that I’m living on a hill.

2. Me, two female adult teachers, a friend of mine, and a guy at my age that I don’t really like (and he tend to stalk me) are sitting in the classroom – talking about what costume to wear when it’s the final day of school.

Me: “Hmmm, I think I’ll dress up like a Scot, with a red beard, a funny hat-thing, some bear pelt, and a checkered kilt.”

Teacher: “You know that real Scots aren’t wearing anything under the kilt, right? And I don’t think you wouldn’t dare such thing.”

Me: “Nah, I probably wont.”

The guy at my age I don’t really like: “Dammit!”

Everyone of us look at him, trying to understand what social glitch in his mind that made him say such strange, and utterly wrong thing.

And then the other teacher laughed for about 25 minutes straight…

3. While walking to Physics and chemistry class. Two kids, from about second grade, asks me a question. Though I still don’t know why they asked.

Kids: “I’m lying… Am I?”

Me, stopping to think for a second before answering: “Well: Your question seem to lead to a contradiction – a double-sided¬† situation which seems to defy logic or intuition. My personal guess would be to ask you about what you’re throwing such vicious statements, so your words would be either black or white – in the matter of non-racial meaning.”

Kids: “So…. Are you saying that I’m lying?”

Then I just ignored them.

4. Thinking, whilst eating ramen breeds funny thoughts:

If an ‘Opposite day’ exists, doesn’t that mean the sentence: “It’s Opposite day today!” Will never be truthful?

5. If I ever have a kid; I’ll look him or her in the eye, and say:

“Want a ball, child? Make it. -With bolt scissor and needle.”

“Want a bird, child? Catch it. -With net and bait.

“Want beauty, child? Shape it. –With pen and brush.”

Want love, child? Give it. –With words and sympathy.”

“Want danger, child? Greet it. –With open arms and preparation.”

6. “Always remember: you are unique – just like anyone else?”

Is it that motivating thought that makes millions seek comforting in cubicles?

Or is that the pillars of creation for the human identity?

7. While waiting in queue at school:

¬†Women outside queue holds a bag up, and yells: “Anyone own this loot?”

Me, who was really bored: “I call dibs for the armour!”

Hilarity ensues among the geek crowd.

8. Me and my brother sitting inside, doing nothing:

Me: “Dude, time is a pain – always destroying my plans.”

My brother: “Fuck time: I got internet.”

Me: “But if time didn’t exist; you wouldn’t have internet.”

My brother: “Doesn’t matter – Still got internet now.”

9. Recalling a dialogue, from years back, while sitting in the bus:

Male teacher and female teacher sitting at the table, while me and a little kid is sitting on the other end of the table – minding our own business, but still listening.

Female teacher to male teacher: “I like your date’s name, it beautiful.”

Little kid next to me: “What’s his name?”

And yet again: We all laughed… Except for the kid, who didn’t understand why we were laughing.

10. Yet another dialogue, with a rather… Simple-minded girl, that I didn’t/don’t know.

She approaches me while I was drawing, right after class, and asks me:

“I bought one of those… Drawing tablets, but it wont work. I’ve tried all my pencils, ballpoint pens, and I even tried a brush – But it doesn’t work.”

I look at her, thinking she’s joking, but still unsure: “You know it only reacts to magnets, right?”

She gives me a look, like I’m saying rubbish: “You’re obviously lying; magnet destroy electronics and stuff”

And I never spoke to her again.

Afterwords:

I actually intended to do a review of Ghost brigade’s new album: Until fear no longer defines us, but if I get the money to do it; I’ll do a multi review of:

Ghost brigade – Until fear no longer defines us.

Machine head – Unto the locust.

and Opeth – Heritage.

The problem is the release date for Unto the locust is six days after Heritage: The 26’th September, and that’s a pretty long time to wait. I’ll figure it out. Cheers

-Jonas Christensen

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