I've been doing this observation thing for almost two months now. At first I didn't know what to blog about because of limited resources, but for some reason I stumbled upon this trash dump outside my house. I didn't know that you could make a blog about trash. I know few about it before, but now I gained more knowledge and learned the importance of trash. I didn't know if this would be my last blog, but we'll see.
I've seen a lot of ridiculous and peculiar trash that had been thrown in these particular trash dump like mattress, doors, and other stuffs. There were maybe some more peculiar things than those inside the trash, but I don't have that much dedication to jump into the trash dump. These things had one thing in common: useless. They had been used and had no longer use. Thrown out with other useless stuffs into the trash dump. They are waiting for someone to take them and throw them with the other trash who had been thrown into the void. How about those lost trashes? Those trashes that had been thrown to the ground by an apathetic owner. How about them? How are they going to go back?
Our population have been growing since we've been here. According to the UN, they estimated that in 2050 there would be about 9.1 billion people in the world. More people equals more pollution equals more diseases. Trash is one of the contributors of the pollution in the world. An average American produce as much as 4 pounds of garbage a day. For one day that isn't that much, but if you horde all your garbage for a week you'll understand how much it is. America contributes about one-third of the world's garbage. Ten percent of the them are thrown into the ocean that affects the marine lives. For now what we can do is do the triple R's: Recycle, Reuse, and Reduce. It only takes one person to resolve our problems. We can't waste this planet because this is the only planet we have. For more information about recycling go to this page: http://www.wm.com/thinkgreen/what-can-i-recycle.jsp.
For some people trash is trash: worn out, useless, dirty, and old. This is true; trash is trash, but trash is also beautiful. Trash made more conservative our nature. It doesn't mean that it is trash it is useless. For this past months I've never expected to know these things. I think this project wasn't just about observing; it was also about appreciating what we have. I guess it is still not too late to start moving and save the world for the future generations. I became to realize that I'm not only saving my life; I'm saving our lives.
"Garbage Matters." Garbology Challenge. N.P. Web. 14 December 2014.
<http://garbologychallenge.weebly.com/index.html>.
"What Can I Recycle." Waste Management. Waste Management Inc. Web. 14 December 2014
<http://www.wm.com/thinkgreen/what-can-i-recycle.jsp>.
"World Population To Increase By 2.6 Billion Over Next 45 Years, With All Growth Occurring In
Less Developed Regions." United Nations. N.P. 24 February 2005. Web. 14 December 2014.
<http://www.un.org/press/en/2005/pop918.doc.htm>.
Monday, December 15, 2014
Sunday, December 14, 2014
What's going up there?
Impressions of a Pilot
Flight is freedom in its purest form,
To dance with the clouds which follow a storm;
To dance with the clouds which follow a storm;
To roll and glide, to wheel and spin,
To feel the joy that swells within;
To feel the joy that swells within;
To leave the earth with its troubles and fly,
And know the warmth of a clear spring sky;
And know the warmth of a clear spring sky;
Then back to earth at the end of a day,
Released from the tensions which melted away.
Released from the tensions which melted away.
Should my end come while I am in flight,
Whether brightest day or darkest night;
Whether brightest day or darkest night;
Spare me your pity and shrug off the pain,
Secure in the knowledge that I'd do it again;
Secure in the knowledge that I'd do it again;
For each of us is created to die,
And within me I know,
I was born to fly.
And within me I know,
I was born to fly.
— Gary Claud Stokor
Flying is one of the best feeling in the world. The cold breeze of air flowing through your face as you touch the cotton-like clouds and look down the busy world underneath. How wonderful would that
be to be able to fly and fly with other birds above the blue sky. I think birds are the most blessed for possessing this kind of feeling because I enjoy the feeling of being alone for once in a while. Like sitting down by myself looking at this trash, but this time was different because I'm accompanied by birds on trees. I hear these birds everyday I go outside switching from trees and trees with other birds. Unfortunately, I can't distinguish what kind of bird they are because I'm not an expert about birds. I will never get their names until I see them from eye to eye, or I'll just take a picture.
Since I'm a little, I adore the fact of flying. I pretend my cars to fly even though they don't have wings to be able to. It has been a child's dream to fly because of the movies by superheroes like Superman for example. I don't know why I like flying because I strongly hate being in high altitude, but I still want to. Because of my aspiration of flying, I've been dreaming to be a pilot and an astronaut. I always get fascinated when I see airplanes taking off and landing. I think the first flight in 1903 by the Wright brothers were one of the greatest event in human's history. It opened a lot opportunity for other innovators. In just a span of only 65 years we already had put a man on the moon. From the first flight by the Wright brothers to the first man to step on the moon by Neil Armstong. Think about the possibilities in 50 more years.
Because of the birds above the sky, we were able to construct the first airplane that led ways for more inventors. Like what Orville Wright said,
"1969: Man takes first steps on the Moon." BBC NEWS UK. N.P. 2008. Web. 14 December 2014.
<http://news.bbc.co.uk/onthisday/hi/dates/stories/july/21/newsid_2635000/2635845.stm>.
"The Wright Brothers." The Wright Bros.: Orville and Wilbur Original Flyboys. Corbis Corporations.
2012. Web. 14 December 2014. <http://wrightbrothers.info/index.php>.
be to be able to fly and fly with other birds above the blue sky. I think birds are the most blessed for possessing this kind of feeling because I enjoy the feeling of being alone for once in a while. Like sitting down by myself looking at this trash, but this time was different because I'm accompanied by birds on trees. I hear these birds everyday I go outside switching from trees and trees with other birds. Unfortunately, I can't distinguish what kind of bird they are because I'm not an expert about birds. I will never get their names until I see them from eye to eye, or I'll just take a picture.
Because of the birds above the sky, we were able to construct the first airplane that led ways for more inventors. Like what Orville Wright said,
"The desire to fly is an idea handed down to us by our ancestors who, in their grueling travels across trackless lands in prehistoric times, looked enviously on the birds soaring freely through space, at full speed, above all obstacles, on the infinite highway of the air."
"1969: Man takes first steps on the Moon." BBC NEWS UK. N.P. 2008. Web. 14 December 2014.
<http://news.bbc.co.uk/onthisday/hi/dates/stories/july/21/newsid_2635000/2635845.stm>.
"The Wright Brothers." The Wright Bros.: Orville and Wilbur Original Flyboys. Corbis Corporations.
2012. Web. 14 December 2014. <http://wrightbrothers.info/index.php>.
Autumn leaf
The annual death of summer just happened. The number one culprit: autumn. Better stay indoors because the mass murderer of trees just arrived into our town for a visit. Almost half of the trees are almost dead. Few blows of the delicate wind and hundreds of leaves fall. In the summer these leaves were the powerhouse of the tree, but now they became fragile and vulnerable.
Autumn is just around the corner. The prelude of winter. This is the time of year when people decorate their houses with orange ornaments, fill their basket with candies and chocolates, dress up for the Halloween, carve pumpkins, drink a lot of pumpkin spice latte and eat other pumpkin recipes, swarm the malls for once in a lifetime deals, and especially go spend a day with families and relatives on Thanksgiving day. Autumn is one of those seasons everyone loves because of these reasons, but not me. I enjoy autumn by staying indoors all the time doing nothing. I enjoy the company of not having a company, in short being isolated. I like the sound of silence in the morning. It has that sense of tranquility that an extrovert person won't comprehend. The streets are empty and people are in their warm and cozy homes as I sit here staring and observing the cold trash.
Yesterday was the day when I saw this one leaf hanging on a tree beside this trash. This particular leaf was almost rotten, but it was still holding on this tree tightly. Fortunately for that leaf there wasn't much wind that day, but the time will come soon. As finals come by these few days, I remembered my grades. Like my grades they are clinging on the passing tree. They are trying to stay on it until they can. It just made me smile for a moment and then disappointed. Autumn is almost over, but it left a lot dead leaves behind it. As I wait for spring, I'll watch this leaf until the very last moment it hits the ground with it's fellow fallen comrades.
Autumn is just around the corner. The prelude of winter. This is the time of year when people decorate their houses with orange ornaments, fill their basket with candies and chocolates, dress up for the Halloween, carve pumpkins, drink a lot of pumpkin spice latte and eat other pumpkin recipes, swarm the malls for once in a lifetime deals, and especially go spend a day with families and relatives on Thanksgiving day. Autumn is one of those seasons everyone loves because of these reasons, but not me. I enjoy autumn by staying indoors all the time doing nothing. I enjoy the company of not having a company, in short being isolated. I like the sound of silence in the morning. It has that sense of tranquility that an extrovert person won't comprehend. The streets are empty and people are in their warm and cozy homes as I sit here staring and observing the cold trash.
Yesterday was the day when I saw this one leaf hanging on a tree beside this trash. This particular leaf was almost rotten, but it was still holding on this tree tightly. Fortunately for that leaf there wasn't much wind that day, but the time will come soon. As finals come by these few days, I remembered my grades. Like my grades they are clinging on the passing tree. They are trying to stay on it until they can. It just made me smile for a moment and then disappointed. Autumn is almost over, but it left a lot dead leaves behind it. As I wait for spring, I'll watch this leaf until the very last moment it hits the ground with it's fellow fallen comrades.
The Fault In Our Eyes
There isn't much happening around the trash. The same old plain trash, trees, and birds. Nothing spectacular to talk about. Am I seeing what I suppose to be seeing? I guess I've been looking at things that I'm not supposed to see. Whenever I look to my front, something great is happening behind me. Same goes with my left and right side. I'm always the loser. It is only once in a while I see something good to talk about. Out of all things I see, everything is blurred out.
Birds are flying high, the cars passing by, and the clouds hovering above the sky. Imagine the world in slow motion. Everything's detailed and nothing is missing in the picture. Too shame for us we are living in a fast pace world. The last time I looked at the calendar it was the start of 2014, but now it is almost the end of 2014. What just happened to the last months, days, hours, minutes, and seconds? Where am I in those times?
Imagine the possibilities of having these attributes. Nothing is missing, nothing is left out. How wonderful would that be? We, humans, are the most superior animal in the kingdom, but we are one of those creatures who have very poor eyes. Unlike spiders for some reason have eight eyes that help them to see every side of their perimeter, dogs who have eyes that can see heat signatures, and especially cats that can see in dark. Then, there is us, the most superior animal in the kingdom, who couldn't even see what is happening beside us. Are we hardwired not to see the whole picture? Why so? I think this is one of those questions that we can't answer right now. Poor me, poor us.
Birds are flying high, the cars passing by, and the clouds hovering above the sky. Imagine the world in slow motion. Everything's detailed and nothing is missing in the picture. Too shame for us we are living in a fast pace world. The last time I looked at the calendar it was the start of 2014, but now it is almost the end of 2014. What just happened to the last months, days, hours, minutes, and seconds? Where am I in those times?
Imagine the possibilities of having these attributes. Nothing is missing, nothing is left out. How wonderful would that be? We, humans, are the most superior animal in the kingdom, but we are one of those creatures who have very poor eyes. Unlike spiders for some reason have eight eyes that help them to see every side of their perimeter, dogs who have eyes that can see heat signatures, and especially cats that can see in dark. Then, there is us, the most superior animal in the kingdom, who couldn't even see what is happening beside us. Are we hardwired not to see the whole picture? Why so? I think this is one of those questions that we can't answer right now. Poor me, poor us.
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