It's about 2 a.m. |
I've just finished watching another serie of the Doctor Who and i'm sad. The first reason why i'm sad is because things are happening in the series are sad. The second reason is because such things are not happening in my world.
I'm enjoying being melancholy like that and listening to Belaya Gvardiya. It's so strange that negative emotions can be positive sometimes. Strange and very nice.
The Doctor Who is gorgeous series. I can see more than convoluted plot and unbelievable fantasy of scriptwriters. Indeed, i have many things i can learn from them all. I envy with white envy Doctor who loves people (and other creatures) so much, that his love can even turn Doctor's enemies into his friends. That is unbelievable ability to look into the very soul and not to pay attention on external actions and behavior. To look under the masks.
That's how BBC teaches unobtrusively to be a man.
I'm mad. I've turned on "Claude Debussy - Clair De Lune" and i know i will cry. For those who don't understand, that track was playing throughout one of the most heartbreaking moments of the film "Atonement".
Isn't it great that there are so different people exist? That amazing that all people are different. I wonder, what if survival instinct didn't exist? How many people would stop fighting? Or there is smth else what keeps us alive? Is there the difference beetween the love of life and the survival instinct or they are just the same?
I've realized i don't want to become anyone. I just want to love the life throughout all my life.
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