arbit musings

Where do bad folks go when they die?
They don't go to heaven where the angels fly.
They go to a lake of fire and fry
Won't see 'em again till the fourth of july!

-Lake of fire,"The meat puppets"

Had to get it out of my mind.This song was repeating in my mind like a screwed up answering machine.Love the satire in the song though.

Well that apart, I have gone through an emotional catharsis.I guess emotional is kindof redundant.It started with some project work and went on to things like not having done enough apping research.I felt kind of relieved when a 1000 wala was flarin up.don't know why.
I think tough situations bring the best out of me.sometimes i just forget about what the problem is so it doesn't seem like a problem anymore.

Then I go back to square one and walk 'One mile at a time'.This is damn helpful. One needs to take the the problem out of it's surrounding and deal with it.So u r face to face.

I also have lost a feeling of fear and helplessness that used to accompany the bouts of catharsis mainly due to telling myself 'You r not goin to die because of this'.There is life at the end of the tunnel.Light even!So guy 1 balks on reachin a tunnel but guy 2 goes right through;maybe this guy has built the tunnel(?!)(<-so he knows dumb bracket with two arbit punctuations),but still there is lesson to be learnt.

It's like a guy ritchie movie sometimes. The feeling of watching somethin happen from the terrace;the feeling of seeing the bigger picture;like knowing what would happen next-the interplay of life.The guy below is just a meat puppet.(holy shit!that's why the song was stuck.salvation time for the song!)

Sometimes I wonder,how I fit in this bigger picture. I don't know.It's a nice thought. You can see yourself as part of a larger than life movie.Only you don't know who you are playin. And someone is sittin with a bowl of pop-corn and whisking his blues away!