the anti-butterfly effect

October 10, 2004

sunday morning

The weather's nice this Sunday morning. I'm here seated in front of the computer, wondering when I'll begin to study for my Theology Orals, but the weather is so fine that I just want to sit here all day. Nah. Not really. I just want to relax first before diving into Goding Theory (as Fred fondly calls Theology). I love studying, right? Hee.

But the weather is really nice. It brings out the less violent, yet more consistent emotions in me (now I'm channeling Hume). Like gratitude. I feel thankful for everything nice that has happened to me. I feel thankful for every single person who appreciated me. I feel thankful for the things they did to make me feel that I'm special. I don't know what this is all about, but it's just that I have this immense feeling of peaceful happiness coursing through me right now. Weird, but nice. Ticklish nice.

I wish all my mornings were like this. :)

posted by kerwin ray :: 1:36 PM :: ""

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one flap of a butterfly's wings and the weather changes. one stroke of a pen and the nation crashes. one breath and the world collapses. the butterfly effect. system becomes sensitive to initial conditions. system becomes unpredictable at very iteration. system crashes. system burns. but my world does not crash and burn. held by a kiss. held by a hug. held by an Atlas who dares not shrug.

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kerwin is now a 20-year-old bastard. he's so eager being 20 that he has already brainwashed himself of the idea that he is but a teen. imagine that... someone who likes being old. however, he still likes pancit canton, cheesy romantic flicks, and mirrors. yes, mirrors. alas, some things never change.

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