Emily Bronte is turning in her grave right now.

Nope! I'd rather watch Kate Bush's WH music video on a 2 hour loop than this abomination.

On a brighter note, time to reread Wuthering Heights!✊

People are saying it's not Wuthering Heights, it's "Wuthering Heights" (in quotations so that we wouldn't take it as a direct adaptation). Screw that! As if they're not marketing it as an adaptation! I hate that I'm enraged by this cause rage is what sells the film.

Greenlights by Matthew McConaughey

Allowing myself to enjoy life doesn't have to be grand. It could be the simple act of decorating my room, which currently looks like a tomb. I've never let myself feel too comfortable in my own room, because it won't stay mine forever. One symptom of my fear of attachment. But it's also a symptom of my iconophobia. I am afraid of idolizing objects and pictures. For the longest time, half of me even fought against my love for books.

Materialism and consumerism scare me but the other extreme, hyper minimalism and monasticism also scare me.

There has to be a way to balance these.

Puppy in the sky

Talent monopolization goin on🔥

I tell myself, don't be hard to the touch. Let beauty move you. And old trees renew your hope. Let mornings weaken your bones and night skies nourish  your soul. Let music move you to tears and people change your opinions. Let God love you to life and surprise you at places you least expected Him.

Postpone your death. Be alive for now. You can be dead when you die.

So, be soft to the touch.

Memento Mori. Remember that you must die!
And they'll bury you. For burying the dead is the right thing to do. All-embracing earth knows that. So does the forgetful mind.

When time doesn't heal the bereaved, it numbs them. To restore life within the living. Or at least to preserve it.

And thus, what has come for our predecessors is coming for us. We will have to perform our duty and pass on. Move on. Having cleaned up after ourselves. So that our heirs can mold a world after their own heart.

Meanwhile, we build. As a cope out. Or maybe because we know that's honorable. Giving instead of taking.

Creating as an act of worship. As a way to show our solidarity with the Creator. Because we long to see that it is good to have done, even when the deed is flawed.

And thus said the psalmist, "Teach us to number our days..."