Friday, June 11, 2004

And Another Day Passes

Went to my dentist appointment and my job interview got cancelled.

It's strange how summer felt like... summer, and now that it's June, I'm back to the busybody that is usually me.

Coffee Shop

I don't drink coffee, but along Katipunan, beside CCHQ and where World Topps is located at, is a coffee shop (I forgot the name) that not only serves food (and obviously, coffee) but has a few computers (with flatscreen monitors!) you can use to surf as well as a small library of books and games (they have Mindtrap 2!).

National Scrabble Championships

Apparently, such an event exists (here, in this country I mean). Hmmmm, maybe Gig and Dean should join, and the world will finally know which is the better Alfar (of course everyone knows Sage is the best Alfar!).

More can be found here.

When Imagination Can Be a Detriment

Hey, I'm someone who thinks it's a blessing to have lots of imagination. After all, someone who perseveres and works hard can know all the rules (whether it be writing, doing business, a certain sport, etc.), but imagination is not something that pops up just because we will it to be so.

Anyway, I was reading a short story the other day and the protagonists were afraid of the dark. I began to wonder, why do we fear the dark, especially as kids? I mean when we're left alone in our rooms at night, why do some of us insist that the lights remain on? After all, the logical mind would come to the conclusion that the state of the room would not change significantly if the lights were turned off. What's inside the room remains inside, and what's outside remains outside. If the monsters weren't there a moment ago, then it should stand to reason that if you close the lights, they still won't be there.

But darkness fuels our imagination. With light, we see the room with our eyes. Little is left to our imagination, except our "invisible friend" and "God". But when the lights go out, we start thinking of all the possibilities: whether it's monsters creeping out of our bed to aliens slowly out to get us. And it's only then do we become afraid, and start running to either turn the lights on or to our parents, asking them to sleep with us, especially the latter since no matter what we tell them, they'll always insist that it's not real.

Does that mean people who can see in the dark have stifled imaginations?

Of course it's been my experience that when you turn the lights off, that's the time that the cockroaches and the rats start coming out.


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