Trams have never been so unromantic. These ones are trendy, sleek, popular and they refuse to get overtaken by every other pedestrian, or cyclist or an enthusiastic snail. I have got a pass made, to travel within 2 zones from the industrial hub and that takes care of my daily transportation. Even the pass looks quite nice and trendy and sleek, except for the part where it has a photo pasted to it.
This is about that photo. More precisely, about the face in that photo.
Okay, so we all have heard about phi, the "golden ratio" and that it's omnipresent in the different aspects of life. Be it architecture, science, or biology. They even say that conventional good looks have a lot to do with this ratio between the length of the face to the length of the part from the nose to the chin and a lot of similar mumbo-jumbo.
What many people don't know, is about the existence of another mathematical constant called why. Actually, it's better to call it a concept than a constant. This, like phi is omnipresent as well, but unlike the former, is not that talked about; neither written about by alleged plagiarists. Why is present in every shape that doesn't suit the eye or any harmony or symmetry. It actually exists as an interrogative as to why (don't confuse with why) that thing would exist.
Probably, to counterbalance the symmetry, the harmony, or similar so-called "nice" things.
Why in its most unadulterated form is found in the pass I got made. Precisely that the part where people stick up their photos. Actually not people, but the lady in that GVB counter does. Not her photo, but people's photo. My photo, in this specific case.
It has been the story of the birth of a new superhero. Armed with his photo, who could and would change the world. One flashing of the pass would ensure a hearty smile and "Dunk u wel". But then any knowledgeable person would know that behind that smile is a heartstopping dread at the sight of something which could make the mirror turn its silvered side and cause clocks to move anticlockwise and even cause sunset at 12 noon.
Powered by that WMD, I go on routine excursions...saving the world from all symmetry and beauty; fighting crime and injustice and similar stuff which comes within the job description of any superhero, knickers out or in.
No one risks prolonged exposure to the upper half of the inside of the left flap of the pass where the lady in that GVB counter stuck up my photo.
In the last few days we have had Green Goblin turning blue, Lex Luthor turning to bee-keeping and other petty villains lining up in front of the missionaries of charity for parttime jobs.
...It's again the moment of truth. The judgement day. An approaching monster opens its jaws, threatening humanity and world peace and similar important sounding words and its again me jumping to the occasion with lightning fast reflexes. Faster than a speeding bullet, lighter than a floating butterfly, I fish the pass out of my pocket and flash it open...
The hearty smile and "Dunk u wel"
This is about that photo. More precisely, about the face in that photo.
Okay, so we all have heard about phi, the "golden ratio" and that it's omnipresent in the different aspects of life. Be it architecture, science, or biology. They even say that conventional good looks have a lot to do with this ratio between the length of the face to the length of the part from the nose to the chin and a lot of similar mumbo-jumbo.
What many people don't know, is about the existence of another mathematical constant called why. Actually, it's better to call it a concept than a constant. This, like phi is omnipresent as well, but unlike the former, is not that talked about; neither written about by alleged plagiarists. Why is present in every shape that doesn't suit the eye or any harmony or symmetry. It actually exists as an interrogative as to why (don't confuse with why) that thing would exist.
Probably, to counterbalance the symmetry, the harmony, or similar so-called "nice" things.
Why in its most unadulterated form is found in the pass I got made. Precisely that the part where people stick up their photos. Actually not people, but the lady in that GVB counter does. Not her photo, but people's photo. My photo, in this specific case.
It has been the story of the birth of a new superhero. Armed with his photo, who could and would change the world. One flashing of the pass would ensure a hearty smile and "Dunk u wel". But then any knowledgeable person would know that behind that smile is a heartstopping dread at the sight of something which could make the mirror turn its silvered side and cause clocks to move anticlockwise and even cause sunset at 12 noon.
Powered by that WMD, I go on routine excursions...saving the world from all symmetry and beauty; fighting crime and injustice and similar stuff which comes within the job description of any superhero, knickers out or in.
No one risks prolonged exposure to the upper half of the inside of the left flap of the pass where the lady in that GVB counter stuck up my photo.
In the last few days we have had Green Goblin turning blue, Lex Luthor turning to bee-keeping and other petty villains lining up in front of the missionaries of charity for parttime jobs.
...It's again the moment of truth. The judgement day. An approaching monster opens its jaws, threatening humanity and world peace and similar important sounding words and its again me jumping to the occasion with lightning fast reflexes. Faster than a speeding bullet, lighter than a floating butterfly, I fish the pass out of my pocket and flash it open...
The hearty smile and "Dunk u wel"
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Dr Taylor teaches us how to attain deep inner peace - easily, simply, without drugs, anytime we want it. Forgive me for doing everything I can to be sure everyone reads this book and sees this video, but I think all of us benefit and in the larger sense, if everyone reads this, our world will benefit in a very large way.
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