Gardens and bricks

Imagine having a garden. A nice, tiny little garden in front (or at the back) of your house. That must be quite a lot of work, taking care of it all the time. Removing the weeds, watering the plants, and so on, and so on. Depending on how much you like your garden you can spend any amount of time on it.

But some people don't have time for gardens at all. If they have one, they would rather not spend time on it. These people will put bricks, instead if plants, inside their garden. Bricks don't need maintenance, they don't tending. After placing them you need do nothing at all. But they are not very pretty, are they? Nobody wants to have a garden full of bricks.

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A strange experience

So I'd better write it down here before I forget.

Yesterday night me and Brian were talking when we noticed a guy yelling loudly outside. That by itself is not unusual on Friday night, since a lot of people walk home drunk. What was slightly more unusual is that this person took off his pants and starting waving them around, after which he was unable to stand and decided to sit down and take a nap under my room.

On Brian's initiative we decided to go down and check if the guy was okay, and to see if we could strike up a conversation. Quite a strange idea if you ask me, but it was quite interesting. At first the guy was very defensive, but when he realized we just wanted to talk he tried his best to talk to us in English. Which took forever, since his English was very crappy. We tried to talk back to him in Japanese, but he insisted on English.

In the end we did talk about some interesting topics. We talked mostly about the Akihabara incident (a couple of weeks ago a guy went around in a truck ramming people and stabbing them at random), and how it affected Japan. The guy was convinced that most people in the world are bad people, and that the world is going downhill. When we told him that it's not just Japan where this kind of senseless violence happens, he told us that, of course, in foreign countries this happens, but Japan is supposed to be safe. Japanese people cannot accept this kind of violence, he said.

In the end we talked for a couple of hours, and it was getting cold when the guy finally went home, still without his pants. I hope that we managed to convince him that not everybody is evil.

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On the move

The world is shaking, but not physically. Break time is over. Things are slowly starting to move again. It will take some time before the buildup of momentum reaches a point that I am happy with, but life is definitely on the move. Today marked the end of the break. Looking back on today, a perfectly ordinary day, an amazing amount of things happened today. In every area of my life a big development happened. At work I heard two incredible things and I cannot talk about them here. They will the way I feel about work a lot. In a positive way.

As for social life, I had a very happy day today. I've actually been quite depressed for the past few weeks, but today I felt great. Nothing on my mind at all. Lots of things to worry about but somehow they didn't seem to matter today. I can deal with them. My happy day had a nice ending too; I received a message I didn't expect. I love the unexpected :)

George Carlin died. I didn't even know who he was one month ago, and now he's dead. We introduced a show of his to Mika on Saturday, and Mika was the first one today to find out that he died. A strange succession of events in my opinion, even if it means nothing.

Future prospects. My philisophy is always this: wait for your chance, and you will know it when you see it. Don't force it. There is a right time for everything, and no good will come of it if you try to grab your chance when you're not ready for it. Proof of this presented itself today, and it helps me to become more confident in myself and in the way I live. I don't expect anything from the future, or any particular chance I might get. But chances will come. And I will recognize them.

My life always has periods of huge inactivity followed by periods of huge activity. I sense that my life is building up towards another peak. The next phase is approaching. Time to take the chance and move forward. Carpe diem.

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Asleep

I am going through life as if I were asleep. Everything I experience cannot get through to my brain. Instead there is a huge wall between my brain and all outside life. There is even a wall between my brain and myself. Nothing seems to be able to break it. Stress at work doesn't break it. Tiring myself out on my bicycle doesn't seem to break it. Getting lost at night and ending up in farmland doesn't seem to break it. I know why I feel this way, and I know how to fix it. But I willingly choose to feel this way. This is my choice. I will wait.

Here are some pictures I made while trying to relieve my boredom last night. They are not very good, but I thought I'd share them anyway. The cycling was actually fun, in a rather unconnected kind of way.

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One exposure

Take a look here. It's a website containing only the best works of the best photographers/artists there are. Each picture is screened before it's placed on the site. It's a very elite group, and as a result of it the quality is unbelievable. Although the genre of images on the website is a bit specific, each and every one of the photo's is amazing. For example, take a look at this one. Really cool stuff. I still have a long way to go before I can match that...

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The creature from hell

There I was, sitting in front of my screen. The room was dark. The only source of light was the screen, giving off a cold, white light. It was late. After midnight. The rain was making tapping noises on the roof. Suddenly, I heard a noise. It was a vague buzzing noise, and I couldn't quite locate the source. Then, out of nowhere I felt a horrible feeling on my foot. I reacted as fast as I could, but I was too late. There was nothing there now. But I knew what had happened. One of the creatures had injured me.

I was in need of medical attention. Severely wounded by the horrible creature that attacked me, I had no choice but to wait helplessly for it to strike again. I sat there in front of my screen waiting for the creature to appear again. But it didn't. I waited for hours and hours, ready to strike with my hands, the only weapon available to me. But to no avail. The creature did not come.

I gave up. There was nothing there. I decided to resume my activities. I isolated from the world and resumed my task. But then, suddenly, I felt a strange feeling on my right hand, a faint tickling sensation. I did not even look down before I struck. I clapped my hands together in the faint hope that the creature would somehow be slow enough for me to kill it. My attempt, uncoordinated at best, did not give me much hope. The feeling on my right hand was gone, and as I looked at the back of my right hand I concluded that the creature was gone as well. I had struck before it had a chance to sting me.

The struggle would have to continue. I was ready to prepare for war. I needed to get serious and get the big guns out. Only a few meters away, my electric painstick, capable of killing hordes of creatures in one strike, awaited me. It was hidden in a secret compartment in my room so that the creatures would not find it. I was about to uncover it when I noticed something. My left hand had blood on it. Horrified, my mind ran to conclusions. Did the beast attack me again without noticing? Was there more than one? Was the attack more deadly than I imagined? There was a significant amount of blood there, right between two of my fingers. And then it hit me. All the pieces fit together, and the conclusion formed in my mind. I looked at my right hand again, and as before there was nothing to see there. There was nothing to see on the back of my hand! I slowly, surely turned the palm of my right hand to face towards me. In my mind I already knew the horror that would await me. And it was true. Lying in the palm of my right hand there was the creature. Covered in blood. Dead. Now all that was left for me to do was to expose of the body. And that I did.

I turned back to my screen, resuming my work. This creature was the first of many. But I am ready for them now. Let many more come, and their blood shall stream from my hands. This time, I will succeed. Let them come.

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Huge earthquake in Japan

And I predicted it! Even though I was one day late... My skills are now rising above guessing which elevator will arrive first...

(JMA)

Life is like Tetris. Some people until the whole screens starts to fill with blocks, and then they start working hard to clean it up. Other people just keep things clean, so when unexpected blocks show up they know they won't have any problems for quite some time.

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BORED!

Lately I am incredibly bored. I don't want to do anything. I know what I want to do, but for various reasons I cannot do the things I want. Everything else seems boring. So I am BORED. At least there's the European football cup to watch. At 4AM. Yay.

This Sunday I'm going with a lot of people to Tokyo, where there will be a time freeze event. Several hundred people will go to a busy train station, and at a certain time, just freeze. Stop what they're doing. Standing still. No movement at all. This will obviously freak out all the Japanese people and create hilarious situations, so we'll be there to participate. Seems like a good chance to take pictures. And relieve my boredom.

Pap! Mam! dankjewel! Ik ga ervan genieten :D

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Photo blues

Taking infrared pictures is hard work! It requires a lot more thinking instead of just snapshotting at random with my camera, and the post-processing is a bitch. Not to mention that it requires a bit of artistic talent, which is not really something I'm generally good at. Anyway, here's the initial shots, with a default workflow that only swaps the blue and red channels and plays with levels a bit. I guess I'll be playing around with it a bit more in the future. All the shots so far were made with the Minolta, but I've seen people online use a Canon 400D, so I'll try using my regular camera some time in the future.

The other project failed miserably, I'm afraid. My attempt at using the USB rocket launcher as a platform for a time-lapse video did not work at all. The thing is just too buggy. After I finished the program I found out that sometimes the launcher doesn't accept the command, which makes it unreliable. The other problem is that the motor's too weak, and sometimes it doesn't move at all when you want it to move slowly. The program is finished though, which will surely give us some fun at work :D

Alas, the brilliant rocket launcher plan foiled...

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Observer

Saturday night. The frogs outside my window are making a lot of noise. I just finished a movie, and I'm feeling pensive. I fill up my water bottle with some green tea and go outside on my balcony. From the fifth floor I can oversee all of Atsugi. Despite the clouds there is almost no haze tonight, and I can see quite far. Such a wonderful night. For some reason I always feel better staying at home when other people are going out, and vice versa. It's hard for me to sit still in my room on weekdays, but on Friday and Saturday night I love to stay inside.

Atsugi is pretty quiet today. Not just tonight, even when cycling to the station this afternoon there were not many people in the suburbs. I guess they all went to Tokyo. The rain stopped since yesterday. Since then it has been the most perfect weather. The temperate makes my body enter a zone of absolute comfort. Walking in Yokohama station today I felt like I was in my own little world, isolated by my music and feeling like I was still lying in bed thanks to the temperature.

Standing on the roof, looking around, I thought about my life here, as I so often do. I have been living on the bare minimum here in Japan. I have no car, no big room, not too much expensive things. It's quite a contrast from my old life back in Holland. I have gone from a life of luxury to a life of necessity. By choice. And I find myself only desiring less, instead of more. I'd rather spend a couple of weeks in a tent going around cycling than moving to a huge apartment and getting back what I had before. I am more happy if I have less.

Or so I observe myself, at least. And I observe others. I quite enjoy it. I'd say I specifically enjoy two situations. One is where I am standing at the train station, waiting for someone. I always arrive too early, so I have some time to stand still and look at all the people walking around me. It's so interesting to see what they're all doing, and what kind of people they are. The second experience is more personal. At one of our youth heim parties, I sometimes just like to relax and look at the party from a third-person point of view. I see all these people who are here for only one year, and in one year they develop wonderful friendships. They really grow to like each other. It's a great thing to behold humans making progress.

Nobody really sees me while I'm standing here. Nobody looks up. There's a guy and his girlfriend walking past, swaying from left to right, obviously having drunk too much. I see them walk from far away to here and then they cross the corner.

I watched The Fountain. Quite a spacy movie. Just what I needed. While watching the film I kept on thinking that I'd seen it before. I wasn't quite sure, so I always watched 5 more minutes, until I finished the whole movie. I wasn't sure until the end if I had watched it before. But I did. No matter, it's a good movie. It was a bit spoiled by my inability to turn off the observation sensor in my head. That happens a lot recently, and it's spoiling my ability to enjoy works of fiction. While watching, or reading, I tend to think about why the director/writer wrote it like that, and how he could have done it better. I notice camera techniques and story telling techniques, and it really takes part of the fun out of it. I can't simply enjoy it because I'm analyzing it too much. I wonder if this feeling will go away later in life, or if can never again be fully satisfied by works of fiction.

The frogs make so much noise! I wonder what they taste like.

I am very easily influenced by other people. If I respect a person, or if I think something a person says makes sense, I am very easy to change my own point of view or my own actions. Not to say that it's easy to take advantage of me, no. There are not many people that I respect enough to influence me, but those that I do respect have pretty much complete control over me. Seeing this, I have to conclude that it's because I have no really strong feelings about many things. My opinion is not set in stone, and I'm open to other people's point of view. Basically I don't care about myself. I never used to care about how people influence other people at all, but recently I've been getting more interested in seeing how I can influence other people. I wonder what I can teach others, and what other people can learn from me, or what they think might be a good quality in me that they would want to mimic. I never thought of myself as a teacher, and I don't think I'd be a good one, but sometimes you don't have to teach people to make them learn something. I think this happens largely subconsciously for most people, but really good leaders and teachers can bring this to the foreground and use it to inspire people to be better than they are. I think I'm really bad at this. I am not a leader, I lack the charisma. Or rather, the 'uitstraling', a Dutch word which I think describes the concept better.

Everything is related of course. Lack of charisma is because I have no particularly strong feelings about most things. I don't have strong feelings because I lack a goal. Or at least a goal that I can share with others. A leader cannot be without direction, he should always appear as if he knows exactly what he's doing. I can't pretend to do that. Even leaders who pretend that they have a clue will have followers, but that does not make them great. I'd better break it off here before I start ranting about work-related things.

My room's clean. Well, clean for my standards. After I have defined my clean zone, I want to keep it clean. Unfortunately, because I have so much crap, that means designating another part of my room as 'unclean zone'. In other words, to get outside to the big sky-view balcony I have to barge through the huge mess that is my kitchen, which is full of stuff that should be thrown away, cleaned or washed...

Sometimes I see a person who doesn't quite 'get it'. Someone whose views of life are so completely different from mine that it makes communication very difficult. It doesn't have to be a fundamental difference, it could be the little things. And for most of the times I take for granted that the way I look at the situation is 'right', and the way the other person looks at it is 'wrong'. I tend to assume that the other person is completely disconnected from reality, but I never thought that I would be the one who doesn't have a clue. I can justify all of my decisions in my mind, and there is absolute logic behind every one of them. This is what makes my decisions sane.

When people see someone whose behavior they don't understand, they just call them insane, or weird. I'd rather try to learn about the person more, to try and find out what set of rules their brain is working with. Everybody has their own logic, even the insane. Other people may judge you as more or less 'normal', but that does not make your decisions more or less wrong. Observing other people will make you understand them, and understanding them will give you insight into their internal logic. Their own unique logic, which is different for everyone. Knowing this will make you a better person. Or, 'begripvol', in Dutch.

After two and a half years here I really do ended up with a lot of garbage. Lots of stupid bills and receipts, useless anime figures and toys, a printer that doesn't work, birthday presents and gifts from people that I don't really want to throw away but only clutter up my room. Since I cleaned up my room and threw away some things I learned (observed) another thing: as my room gets more empty my mind gets more clear.

Should. The word 'should' enters my mind a lot. First, I think of all the possibilities I have. Could. Then, I think of all the responsibilities. Should. I could be doing this, but I should do that before I do this. Of all things I could have done, of all the things I should have done. Of all the things I could be, of all the things I should be. The word 'should' always puts a damper on my happiness somehow. I guess still have this inborn disgust for responsibility, and I don't like to be reminded of it. In the end though, I am right here, and I am who I am. I'm happy with that.

Tiny drops of rain are falling down from the sky, and it takes me a while to notice that it's actually starting to rain. I go back inside, and write my blog.

Define 'Gentleman': a person who does not what he wants to do, but what he should do. Thank you for listening.

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