“Remember That Survival is Hibernation”

I’m sipping on my second cup of coffee of the day and gnawing on a gingerbread man. The gingerbread man came into the waking process in honour of Alisha‘s love of gingerbread coffee. I take the more elemental method of adding the taste, but it’s still a fine experience. Today is the first time I’ve used my new coffee maker and I’m quite impressed. As tiny as it is, it makes a more than adequate cup.

It’s rare I forget anything important, but sometimes I tuck things into the foggy space of my mind when they lose focus. I was talking with Susana today and remembered that I’d promised her a package. I hadn’t worked on putting it together, though I’d hoped to send it before Christmas. I’ll have to start that during my lengthy New Year’s break, along with a new about me writeup and a design for Alisha’s Goodbye Scorpio site. Little projects like that will help fill the space, surely. I’m still hoping for an adventure, though.

While doing some looking back tonight I reread “Ragnarok Bubble,” a poem I wrote in April of 2004. It still holds something that moves me, mostly because of the larger story it is a piece of. I’ve long put off writing it out, and failed even with NaNoWriMo this year to begin. I find stories haunt me until I get them out, so I suppose sooner or later I must let my writing take over a part of my days. Maybe I’ve grown too fond of having a ghost, though.

Through Cool Hunting‘s year in review I came across the entry Personal Data Forest, which linked to Texone’s Tree Applet. It’s an applet that creates a unique, beautiful visual representation of the data of a website. The forests are drawn using the content of the site to determine each aspect, making a dynamic and animated picture.

I’ve sat here for a couple minutes and just watched the forest grow with each page of Frozen Truth . com expanding from a point to a tree. While this concept is more interesting and artistic than practical, I imagine such visual representations of content will become increasingly common as we work to find ways to interpret and cope with the infinite amount of data that bombards us. You can see stills from my forest’s growth in the following links. 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11

Before I go on, I must mention that The Dears’ “The Second Part” is the sexiest song of the evening. Feist’s “One Evening” is a close second.

Over at Gaby‘s blog I found a Seven Things meme, and I figure a good addition to my year end rituals will be to fill it out, so here goes.

Seven Things To Do Before I Die
*Give in to my wanderlust and live a rover’s life.
*Find a partner or partners to fully share my life with.
*Write a body of work I am fully pleased with.
*Spend time with all the dear friends I’ve been blessed with across the globe.
*Take part in a lengthy meditative retreat.
*Contribute to the spread of the integral movement.
*Become transparent to divinity.

Seven Things I Cannot Do
*Cease loving anyone I’ve loved.
*Backflips. Not yet, anyway.
*Forget moments I value.
*Sit in a lotus position, though I’m working on it.
*Stop hearing music.
*Be as I was.
*Lose my romanticism and wanderlust.

Seven things That Attract Me to Blogging
*The sense of community that can grow out of it.
*Writing, because it’s one of my great passions.
*Keeping a record of my life, because there’s so much wonder that I could easily let it blur together.
*Sharing my life with my friends who might otherwise not know what is happening.
*Reflection upon the events and thinking I move through.
*The discovery of new ideas, points of view and purely entertaining works.
*An outlet to distribute the art, ideas and other discoverys I find.

Seven Things I Say Most Often
*Good evening, thank you for calling Quality Inn and Suites Halifax. This is Apollo. How may I help you?
*Nice.
*Namaste.
*Love.
*Good morning Mithra.
*I see.
*Okay.

Seven Books That I Love
*Blankets by Craig Thompson
*House of Leaves by Mark Z. Danielewski
*The Onion Girl by Charles de Lint
*A Stone’s Throw by Ross Laird
*The Marriage of Sense and Soul by Ken Wilber
*Norwegian Wood by Haruki Murakami
*The Word & Void series by Terry Brooks

Seven Movies That I Watch Over and Over Again
*Samsara
*The Three Colors Trilogy
*Lord Love a Duck
*Travellers and Magicians (or I would if I had a copy)
*The Girl in the Café
*Dinner At Fred’s (again, if only I had a copy)
*Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind

Seven Songs I Play Over and Over Again
*”One More Night” by Stars
*”Fingertips” by Poe
*”Smog Moon” by Matthew Sweet
*”Rebellion (Lies)” by The Arcade Fire
*”No Beginning No End” by Hawksley Workman
*”Original Face” by Stuart Davis
*”Le 65isme” by Buck 65 (I can’t get enough of “Sex. Cinema. Politics.”)