Death.

"Death is nothing to fear. It is only another dimension." ~Wayne Dyer

I think I've written a lot about death but then it's a part of life so I guess that's to be expected. 

Whitney Houston died this weekend. I'm not as frazzled by this as most of the people I know. I would be more frazzled if it were my parents or my brother or cousins/aunts/uncles/friends - Whitney made great music but I wouldn't say my life is very empty without her in it. 

Came home to the news of three totally unrelated deaths - the death of a neighbour, the uncle of one of my mom's friends  and the best friend of the nephew of another one of my mom's friends. I've always heard that death comes in threes so I guess this is it for a while. 

(I've also been told that one must NEVER point at a cemetery and that if one does one must bite each finger so that spirits would not follow one home... now you know...)

I gave in and bought this book: 

it's the second in the series and is a twist on the Persephone/Hades story... I find it interesting (my mom doesn't - "too much fantasy", she says) - I like how the author weaves the concept of souls moving on or returning to the world. 

Death doesn't bother me... I'm a believer in reincarnation - mostly because it just makes so much more sense to me. I wonder about people that don't believe in it... if they could explain why not I'd listen. Am sure it would be an interesting discussion. 

peace,

Ren

Bitch. Moan. Sigh. Breathe.

"You leave old habits behind by starting out with the thought, I release the need for this in my life."  ~
Wayne Dyer

This is probably not the best way to start the new year. But. I feel the need to scream. Except that if I tried then I'd be unsuccessful - screaming isn't exactly something one does when one has the flu/cold/virus - mucus: not one's friend. I ache all over. Should've stayed in bed today but I'm trying to be a good employee and turn up for the first day of the work-year (I'm applying for 2 weeks off at the end of January - if I'm here now then there shouldn't be any problem with letting me leave then... right?). I realise that I'm the ONLY one in my MBA class to think so though. No one has gone to work today. Why? Dissertation due in tomorrow. Even those rare persons that are finished are at home making sure all be well with it. Ergh. I'm not done. It is currently the bane of my existence. Seriously. Bane. B.A.N.E. Such a bad word - makes you wonder about those parents that name their children that. My head hurts. Does anyone really care about epistemology and ontology and the like? How many persons know what that is? Does knowing what it is make me a better person in any way? Meh. Bad morning kinda. Yes, dad, I am aware that this happens everytime I have a major assignment to hand in. Perhaps I'm not the person to be doing assignments that need to be handed in? Last night I had a flash back to Form 5 ... I seem to remember doing my Principles of Accounts SBA in three days before the due date. Oy. My eyes hurt. Why is the sun so bright today? or is it that I'm constantly on the computer or reading or such? My ears hurt. Why does the dog bark so loud? why does he not remember which gate he has gone out from? Yes, mom, I know he's just an animal. Just an animal does not cut it this morning. Tears in my oatmeal - I think perhaps I should suggest to theoatmeal to do a comic on the stresses of getting a dissertation/thesis/paper/anything done when you don't really give a hoot. I should give a hoot... ? Maybe. Perhaps I should suggest it to hyperbole and a half as well. I'd really just like to go back to bed. My insides hurt. Because of course now is the time when I should feel like there are tiny people carving out my insides with pickaxes or cutlasses or whatever. Yay world.

*sigh*

*SIGH*

So I'll write a happy Happy New Year! post sometime later this week. When I feel somewhat alive - and happy.

peace,

Ren