Come on, Westmoreland. That guy is such a jerk.
Just a reminder; today’s is St Crispin’s Day. Watch this and go conquer something.
Night Vale on Nostalgia
But here is the truth of nostalgia. We don’t feel it for who we were, but who we weren’t. We feel it for all the possibilities that were open to us, but that we didn’t take.
Time is like wax, dripping from a candle flame. In the moment, it is molten and falling, with the capability to transform into any shape. Then the moment passes, and the wax hits the table top and solidifies into the shape it will always be. It becomes the past — a solid single record of what happened, still holding in its wild curves and contours the potential of every shape it could have held.
But then you remember — I remember — that we are, even now, in another bit of molten wax. We are in a moment that is still falling, still volatile — and we will never be anywhere else. We will always be in that most dangerous, most exciting, most possible time of all: the now. Where we never can know what shape the next moment will take.
Bookmarking this here for later reference. We are totally building a microscope some weekend soon.
My favorite talk from XOXO; Maciej Ceglowski (who I already knew was funny) talks about Thoreau, making things independently, supporting the people who fight back, and eating donuts.
Besides doing the ballsiest talk (so far) at XOXO, Vi Hart also made this captivating video about 12-tone music. Set aside 30 minutes and watch it.