Putting on winters mufflers

Winter is breathing down our necks here now. The locals say fall in Korea has been getting shorter. That's too bad because it's the best season here. The winds have started to pick up, the sky is clear blue, and the air is fresh and crisp. The local grasshoppers have been sneaking in our bathroom to stay warm at night. It's nice to have that small piece of nature close. With the oncoming cold I've instinctively started growing out my hair. I've got a nicer set of mufflers this year than I've had for years.

New pad in Anam-dong Seoul

Living spaces in Korea are as hilly and small as I remember.

quote for the day

"Work is love made visible" Kahlil Gibran

for Wondu, stepping back to Arsi

Wondu...if you are looking at these, you've successfully followed the link. Now click on 'post a comment' and tell me what you think. Naguma! ('goodbye' right?)

In the Heart of Seoul

I wrote a peom about this city a while ago. Now than I'm back it comes to mind again.

In Korea again
Back in the must of that sultry city
Back in the whiff of its kimchi-filled gutters
Fermenting the more
Back to the winter winds of Siberia
Brushing down city-street funnels
With no where else to go
Biting a long European nose
Two wickets in the middle of so much noise
Hello sir, are you in peace?
Busy
Hello sir, have you ever seen this book?
Go somewhere else
Are you in peace?
Ahh, Veywe goo Koereea.
Fighting the cold out of our knuckles
With morning study
With desire to fill up the time
Between breakfast and dwenjjang with love
Shall we try some hymns?
Then the story comes out.
We move to France for a moment
Where the brother used to sing hymns
Where the people’s hearts seemed colder
Than a Siberian winter
There they would find a missing link
In the warmth of those sacred notes.
The notes, on key and off, resonated
Resonated like a revolution waiting to break
Resonance is the magic of the moment
At a five-way interchange in downtown Seoul
Two wickets with a quiet, abiding resonance
In the middle of so much noise.

remnants and rembrants of europe

yeah, its taken me a while to get this post up but for what its worth these are the top six photo's of the trip per country--one for each. europe certainly had its virtues--its own jewels and gem and it certainly shines more than Seoul in the summer but that's probably just a bad comparison altogether.

conclusions and things we (aubri and i) learned: one month is not enough. (never is when you travel). the eurail pass is only worth it if you cheat the system by not reserving a seat. (perhaps they account for this when the attach the price). Couch surfing is the best way to travel--we met really amazing people and stayed for free in their homes. (but keep it a secret please--if CS keeps growing the way it has been the site is going to crash and then their will be a lot of homeless travelers.) the Notre Dame offers free wifi. Italian food is good everywhere you just get more of it in germany (same is true of the ice-gellato). Not even rome is pleasant when the temp is 106˚. Paris is pretty to look at, much more so than London but neither have the zip nor zest of Amsterdam. Florence and Rome fall into a different category. King Louis was brilliant (Aubri disagrees on this one). If you were to take all of the thousands of flat-screen tv's, beamers, living room tile and ceiling plaster, the cheap reprints and amenities etc. of middle class living and put all those people in grass huts and put then to work in stone, glass, and gardening--well then our generation could have something really amazing and lasting to leave for our children--a 21st century Verseillies. Instead it all goes to the landfill. The Ufiitzi in Florence probably speaks great depth to the art history major but for me the Rijiks and Van Gogh museums in Amsterdam were the best. Rembrant's clarity and contrast convey a real depth of talent but nothing slapped me in the face with the emotional tug like Van Gogh's 'potatoe eaters' and 'crows'. Michelangelo's Pieta was breathtaking. Its a shame they have to keep it behind the plastic wall. If you are a Mormon you should know about Zolichfen even if you've never heard of Bern or Geneva. Toblerone sells a 10kilo chocholate bar. The coolest single place was stonehenge--tragically so. Its got fences and ropes a busy freeway running past and they want $16 for to just walk up to the rope. From the free dirt road 100 yards off the stones are much smaller but its quite, tourist free and out there across the rolling wheatgrass feilds, when the sun sets and shines on the stones the soul of the place comes alive. We were told they let crazy enthusiasts in on the summer and winter solstice for sunrise--and then you can actually touch the rocks. Perhaps we'll have to go back.

software

i'm just rolling out of bed at 12:30. can't afford this. not any more. the light on the banyon tree outside is already high and dull. the morning winds have died to a lull. why do they trim that grass so much. i'll just have to ignore it. there are bigger fish to fry today and class starts in an hour. the longest class of the week. 합반. 난 왜이래...기운이 왜없을까...부분적으로...well that's a good sign. I'm thinking in korean more. miles to go before I sleep though. and i just got up. maybe those smoothies aren't helping. she said not to drink cold stuff. makes sense really. all the cold soaking up all the heat in the pit of the stomach. some pepperment oil should help. and that toe. more filing and more tea-tree oil. can't expect things so bad to get well in a day or after just one application. it took years to get that way. i've got to be willing to wait it out--see it out to the end. that's that kind of fasting Isaiah ment in 58. breaking from food was layer one. though i need to do that too. haven't done that in a while. well theres only room for so much. what was all that about josh and i moving that fridge around. dreams. all night moving a fridge. no wonder i'm still exhausted. and didn't in end with the fridge in the same place it started. yikes. only up to minutes and already its throbbing. enough thinking. be don't think. give those wires a break. hot water. that's what i need. and some bob marley too. i don't want to wait in vain. knock knock knock. 'and I still can knock some more'. yeah i need to knock more. 6 more months gone and i haven't knocked on any doors. cute enough girls here. byron's right. 'in time' doesn't mean 'in eternity'. and the Lord won't move a parked car. oh old joe. he was right. and he's in fifth gear now with marilyn. alright. enough of the should dos. got to stop shoulding myself. class in just less than an hour. hot water and then get to it.