Friday, January 21, 2011

Day 17: Transit

p.s. mate is like chair, or that black jelly Asian drink with less sugar. the desserts in brazil are like indian sweets, they have tamarind sweets in squares with a more prunish taste, and various other corn sugar fudges with peanuts

observed notes flying: don't you hate that feeling when you realise you fell asleep with your mouth wide open and wonder if a spider crawled in whilst looking like a dead sloth?

also sat next to a guy who kept snorting (can you not just blow your nose? why maintain a newton's ball game with your mucus?) and scratching at his flaky scalp and had sweaty, sweaty arms. he had cold sores too and i woulnd't be so mean/superficial but i was worried i'd catch something since he looked like he had gonorrhea in the face.

on the other hand, flying over the Andes with the sun setting was spectacular. i know a lot of religious people look at machu picchu, and other awe-inspiring sights such as cliffs, oceans, and free refills, as a sign that there must be a god which created it. when i see something amazing, i remember how powerful nature is. it is incomprehensible how powerful it is, and that must be why people attribute it to a higher being because it is unfathomable that it happened by itself. when Darwin published his books, his critics weren't shocked by the notion of blasphemy, they were shocked by the cruelty and finality in nature. it was not the romantic idea you see in the lion king. it is a monstrous, powerful and resilient planet. think more March of the Penguins. mammals do not generally have a long shelf life compared to other species. in many ways i hope when humans die out the planet will be able to repare itself swiftly and with that sheer power which i have been lucky enough to witness every now and then along this trip

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