Sunday, March 20, 2011

|| The Senior Book Club

It's going to be officially spring time this evening around 7:21pm. People have waited too long for this, coming out at lunch breaks and sitting outside a little bit. This seems to be growing on me, such small things that make me feel touching. It's been about 80 days into 2011, as much as what I wanted to plan well and do well, there was a lot more of reacting than acting in many places, desperately wanting to function better for the the better. But when have I lowered my standards merely hopeful of a better functionality and not a better placement after all ...

Books and music have been my companions since last year. I'm finding most of the non-fiction books do not have good writing in them. Some of them were written by famous people, and were especially bad. The selling points were words directly from some other important people, the problem is that everything else was superficial and disorganized. This was somewhat disappointing but made me realize that I had been fed with good prose writing in the early years, there is actually a lot more very ordinary liberal art productions throughout the history of the human beings. So far, the literature relating to religion and myth is probably the most compelling and calling for the readers, including me. One of the books I read recently is the biblical literature by theme, which I liked very much, the imagination and the legacy that has been passed on to generations is fascinating. This weekend I watched a movie called Munich, and I wonder aren't we just acting out what was in the "book" from thousands of years ago? I'm also listening to a lot of Rachmaninoff, beautiful pieces with the just the right amount of outburst in the seemingly tranquil moments.