This is water: September 2012

Tuesday, September 11, 2012

What the hell is water?

There are these two young fish swimming along, and they happen to meet an older fish swimming the other way, who nods at them and says, "Morning, boys, how's the water?" And the two young fish swim on for a bit, and then eventually one of them looks over at the other and goes, "What the hell is water?"

September 12, 2008 David Foster Wallace committed suicide. The next day I randomly ended up on his Wikipedia page. He then entered my life, a bless and a curse.

This blog takes its inspiration from that moment of your life when you realise what your environment is made of; in particular, when you manage to see it and think of it as the environment.

This is water, the speech.

Sunday, September 2, 2012

Summer in faces

Everytime I come back home, I recall those lines,
And since there's no one else around,
we let our hair grow long
and forget all we used to know,
then our skin gets thicker
from living out in the snow.

It's what brings me back to my roots.
And I want it to be the soundtrack to this.