“Imagine a puddle waking up one morning and thinking, ‘This is an interesting world I find myself in, an interesting hole I find myself in, fits me rather neatly, doesn’t it? In fact it fits me staggeringly well, must have been made to have me in it!’
This is such a powerful idea that as the sun rises in the sky and the air heats up and as, gradually, the puddle gets smaller and smaller, it’s still frantically hanging on to the notion that everything’s going to be alright, because this world was meant to have him in it, was built to have him in it; so the moment he disappears catches him rather by surprise. I think this may be something we need to be on the watch out for.’”
~ Douglas Adams.
Just a short reading for the weekend.
Have a nice day!
Douglas Adams was a British author, scriptwriter, essayist, satirist and dramatist; this text is part of his talk at UCSB recorded shortly before his dead. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v8mJr4c66bs
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NotA,
bet, I see Rys already gave you a rough idea.
Thanks for dropping by! :)
Rys, I like your lake version :D Thanks for sharing!
Pau, woah, it's great how a short text can give so many stuff to think about, I'm happy to see that :))
It's also cool to see how much we (human beings) like symbolisms and how each of us can read these symbolisms in many different ways :D
You're right Pau, this text make us contamplate... And I like very much that 'picture' you give us about you looking out the window, it's very nice :)
Thanks a lot for sharing your comment.
NotA! ^_^
Haha, yeah, that's what it seems and I kind of like that... But well, actually we can know what Douglas Adams meant with the 'puddle'; he was talkin' there about a topic we are not supposed to talk here (oopsss) and that I've skilfully omitted :D Anyway, most of you problaby got the main thing just fine ;)
Thanks all of you for reading and dropping by!
NotAClue, I got it. Okay! :)
Rys, I know, but there was no puddle in the shadows of the forest :/
Nice Mary!! Reading your blog, then reading what Rys wrote....this is what came to mind. Our lives that are long are very much like the lake that Rys described...….I love that btw Rys……...and the puddles are those taken too unexpectedly and quickly...….hence the surprise and the hanging on. This blog did exactly what it was meant to do...….make us contemplate......I sat a while looking out the window thinking about it. I always enjoy you Mary......thanks so much ...well just for who you are.....and what you bring to the table for us!!!! I most always love it!!!
Dear, rys...I think, now it is clear to me.....thanks.
Oi there, folks
Hmmmm...Marry's divagation about puddles made me smile and brought another connotation of "puddle".
I would compare our life cycle not to a puddle but rather to a beautiful lake where we enjoy the ups and down of life. In early childhood, the lake is rather small but with passing time, as we gain experience and knowledge, the lake expands offering us different sorts of entertainment, woes, disappointment and whatever life has in store for us.
The sun of passing years makes the lake gradually shrink and at the winter of our lives that beautiful lake starts to resemble Marry's puddle.....shallow and muddy with arid land around it as our vitality diminishes....and finally, it disappears....
Roman, as far as lynxes r concerned, they would rather stalk in the shadows of the forest than wallow in puddles...;)!
I did not understand its last four sentences, would anyone explain, please?
NotA! Yeah, it's cool that you're not that kind of puddle ^_^
Roman, stop ruining everybody's comment ¬¬
Why, NotAClue?
Don't you remember, how funny it was to play in a puddle, while being kid?
Not little!
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