a number of things took place today in the morning.
i rose from the dead bed.
in doing so, i caused a book-slide. quite effective, really. fortunately, for a change, no horrible injuries for my precious person resulted. now i will have to put the books back.
a book of poems fell from the top shelf, and opened randomly. i read the poem (see below). it was a perfect revelation of the forces of gravity philosophy in everyday situations.
nothing ever is impartial, uninvolved or neutral. only the dead and the mad have no biases, stereotypes and expectations.
| pamēģiniet atrast neitrālu ābolu viņi visi ir smagi cīnījušies tie zaļie potstādi |
do try to find an impartial apple they all have battled the little green shoots |
Imants Ziedonis
