Every time I write about how I feel (on my blogs or in my messages) I cry without even realizing that. After I finish writing I feel my face wet with tears and I’m startled. When did I start crying? It’s like my every though of her is automatically accompanied by tears. This is her legacy. And she consider herself gentle and kind. ‘Irony is kind of ironic that way’ to quote Willow.
Six mistakes mankind keeps making century after century:
Believing that personal gain is made by crushing others;
Worrying about things that cannot be changed or corrected;
Insisting that a thing is impossible because we cannot accomplish it;
Refusing to set aside trivial preferences;
Neglecting development and refinement of the mind;
Attempting to compel others to believe and live as we do.
I just watched episode 7 of Dollhouse and suddenly I can truly appreciate this tv show. I mean it’s not just about me being smitten with Eliza anymore, and dying because of her hotness and giffing every move of her. It’s interesting, intriguing, complicated, with multiply layers. It makes you think, ask yourself important questions about capitalism and the power of money, science, identity, our need of fantasies. It scares you and it makes you laugh then it scares you again. It’s a good show, how come I didn’t hear of it until now?