Retro 2

Day Two Friday May 06 2011

It seems as if narrative passages help to make at text readable. Anyway, there will be a mixture of biography, facts and confusion. And amidst all of this, and well hidden, there will be my teachings. There might also be some passages in German but I am not sure of that.

I don’t want this to be a diary or a blog or a story or a novel. I want it to be a mixture of all of that, miscellaneous debris from my sometimes weird and sometimes rather logical brain.

It has been a bit dry outside lately. While usually we suffer from floods around this time of year we are now struck with a rather arid period. Why do I mention this? I suppose you can get this information from any kind of weather records about Austria in the first half of 2011. Well, it is because I do not like climate change for mere personal reasons.

I love the cold, just like polar bears would do. Instead of enjoying some piece of seal in a nice cold spot, my white cousins are doomed to swim for their lives between melting ice floes. And I suffer a little, too. It is May and the temperatures are rather high already. I would like them to stay like that for the rest of the summer but I am sure there will be much warmer periods again. However, I have learned to enjoy every cold moment, every cool breeze and chilly morning.

Basically, I want to get rid of this attitude and I want to learn to take the weather and the climate as it is. I do not mean to act irresponsibly in the face of climate change. From my point of view it is too late for feeling sorry about burning fossil fuels within 200 years that have taken more than 200 million years to accumulate. It is time to learn to live with catastrophes, floods and droughts, storms and bushfire. 

Therefore I like to develop calmness in this matter, too. I want to learn to sweat without complaint, when it is time to sweat and to see nature living, dying and struggling as we continue to attempt to murder it.

Weather forecast: Well I have promised too much. According to wetter.at there should be some rain next week. My apocalyptic visions of an Austrian desert seem to be wrong. What a pity. See! There is no use worrying about the weather. There will be some kind of it, anyway.

I am tired now after speaking about the weather in such an emotional way. This is the reason why I will go to bed now, to dream about the winter.