From Charlie Kaufman's film "Synecdoche, New York":
Everything is more complicated than you think. You only see a tenth of what is true. There are a million little strings attached to every choice you make; you can destroy your life every time you choose. But maybe you won't know for twenty years. And you'll never ever trace it to its source. And you only get one chance to play it out. Just try and figure out your own divorce. And they say there is no fate, but there is: it's what you create. Even though the world goes on for eons and eons, you are here for a fraction of a fraction of a second. Most of your time is spent being dead or not yet born. But while alive, you wait in vain, wasting years, for a phone call or a letter or a look from someone or something to make it all right. And it never comes or it seems to but doesn't really. And so you spend your time in vague regret or vaguer hope for something good to come along. Something to make you feel connected, to make you feel whole, to make you feel loved.
And the truth is I'm so angry and the truth is I'm so fucking sad, and the truth is I've been so fucking hurt for so fucking long and for just as long have been pretending I'm ok, just to get along, just for, I don't know why, maybe because no one wants to hear about my misery, because they have their own, and their own is too overwhelming to allow them to listen to or care about mine.
Well, fuck everybody.
And I've launched another site, called Blinkplan. It's for magazines to do their pagination or flatplans, it generates beautifully styled PDF to take home and page through and generally just look at and touch and stuff. That's how awesome they are. You see, a software tool can bring happiness into the world.
# Fluttervoice - Simple Invoicing and Quoting Online
Yeeha - I have finally hooked up Fluttervoice (www.fluttervoice.co.za) to a credit card payment system, and within days I have several signed up accounts. I'm feeling like a child again. Like catching your first fish on a quiet river.
# Architecture of Happiness
"Our imbalances are further aggravated by practical demands. Our jobs make relentless calls on a narrow band of our faculties, reducing our chances of achieving rounded personalities and leaving us to suspect (often in the gathering darkness of a Sunday evening) that much if who we are, or could be, has gone unexplored.
- Alain de Botton
from the Architecture of Happiness
# Each One Stands Alone
Each one stands alone on the heart of the earth
Pierced by a ray of the sun;
And suddenly it is evening.
- Salvatore Quasimodo
Translated into English from the Afrikaans version by Deon Knobel.
Elkeen staan alleen op die hart van die aarde
Deur 'n straal van die son deurboor;
En skielik is dit aand.
Afrikaans translation by Wilhelm Knobel