Thursday, December 25, 2008

beginnings, thoreau, insanity, and christmas.

I was finally inspired to just get one of these things. I'm thinking it will help contribute to the prevention of complete insanity, on my part. Yes, I think it therapeutic to share my thoughts. Even if it's just to myself.

Yes, today is Christmas. And a merry one to you and yours. I got a record player today. Something I have been wanting for a long time now. My father recently told me how much he appreciates my deep love for music and is glad that we can share that. That meant a lot to me. It is a nice thing when passions collide. Especially when it is someone close to you. So, my dad got me a record player. He taught me how to be particularly careful with the needle, and even gave me a cloth to clean my vinyls. It was nice. It was like we were just friends, that just so happened to be related.

So, I will carefully slip my Ryan Adams vinyl out of it's sleeve, and gently place the needle on it, and let the sweet sweet sounds of Oh My Sweet Carolina crawl into every corner of the room.

All the sweetest winds blow across the south.

"We must learn to reawaken and keep ourselves awake, not by mechanical aids, but by an infinite expectation of the dawn, which does not forsake us in our soundest sleep. I know of no more encouraging fact than the unquestionable ability of man to elevate his life by a conscious endeavor. It is something to be able to paint a particular picture, or to carve a statue, and so to make a few objects beautiful; but it is far more glorious to carve and paint the very atmosphere and medium through which we look, which morally we can do. To affect the quality of the day, that is the highest of arts. Every man is tasked to make his life, even in its details, worthy of the contemplation of his most elevated and critical hour. If we refused, or rather used up, such paltry information as we get, the oracles would distinctly inform us how this might be done. "
-Henry Thoreau