A Random Post

Well, it’s the last day of lectures and I have a test this afternoon. I truly don’t have anything inspiring to write; I just want to type something, and see words appearing on a screen. Weird, huh? Maybe that’s part of being a writer. I just love the look of words as they appear on the screen. It gives me a sense of achievement, and typing has a music and rhythm all of its own. Mind you, handwriting is cool as well because I feel like I’m connecting with some higher being, even if it’s just my brain. (Not that my brain is a higher being or anything. It hardly ever functions on a continual basis.) And handwriting is so old-fashioned. I just love it. People have been doing it for years.

It’s just like when I go to mass, I don’t think about the prayers or the liturgy or that sort of thing. I think about the fact that this ritual has occurred Sunday after Sunday for about two thousand years, and I’m doing more or less the same thing as what my favourite historical figure, Balian of Ibelin, did back in 1187 when he took time off his mission to take part in mass because it was the feast day of a saint or something. It’s probably partly his fault that the Battle of Hattin happened, because if he hadn’t been late, he might have been able to stop Gerard de Ridefort’s suicidal attack on the much larger Muslim delegation, but it’s still exciting to feel this link to one of the people which I admire very much. Anyway, it really seems like it’s God’s will that Balian survived but the Kingdom of Jerusalem didn’t.

I go from having nothing to write to writing about writing and then writing about religion, and then history. The mind is a wondrous thing (now I shall change topics suddenly again and talk about psychology. Am I even able to stay on topic?). It moves so quickly, and you don’t really notice the changes until you actually look back and then think ‘where did that come from?’. I guess it really contributes to the randomness of humans. We think about such a lot, and we don’t do half of what we think, mostly. Personally, I’m just not motivated. I mean, I promise myself I will be a good student and study, and then I end up getting addicted to the computer and totally neglecting the academic life until a week or two before exams. That’s fate, or just an odd coincidence.

So to close off today’s totally random post, I’ll just quote Ned Kelly, my favourite outlaw. “Such is life.” (Not sure where that came from or why it’s relevant but there you go. It’s a random post.)