I caught a fishy for my cat

Times as you know it, isn't going nowhere

Perhaps it’s been awhile since I last wrote something here. Perhaps not. Time is relevant as you all know. My cat and I are on the road for now. Going from place to place, trying to catch our tails. When we do, we ‘ll probably celebrate, by drinking for some years. Cheers.

Το γεφύρι του Χωροχρόνου

Και η γάτα μου κελάιδησε με ανθρώνινη λαλίτσα:

"Στο χώρο και το χρόνο όλα είναι ισοπίθανα.
Όταν σπάσει η ευθύγραμμη πορεία στο μέλλον,όλα τα μέρη είναι ένα.
Μπορείς αν θες, απλά, να είσαι παντού. Πάντοτε."

"Cats come and go without ever leaving" (Martha Curtis)

Catullus 51

Leisure, catullus,

is a problem for you:

You exult in leisure, and desire it too much:

Leisure has killed kings before and leveled happy cities.

Stille-Nyugalom-Silentium-Quietud

My cat had many issues. Trying to escape from previous lives, thoughts and feelings he had subulate in my house, at my sofa precisely. As the days and moments passed, he refused to take any action, fearing of making the same mistakes. This fear kept him awake but safe, tasting the frigile stillness of life. He was determined to spend his life layind there, enjoying the warmth of a loving house, lost in thoughts about the meaning in everything...

Dont get him wrong. He knew (very well, indeed) that life has a way of catching up, but he hoped that if he didnt provoke her, she would just let him be.

All his previous lives were lost because he thought that not living your life was a mistake. Well, he knew better than that now.

Not living, but just laying there, was the road to happyness and after all, like everyone else, all he ever wanted, was to be happy.

The Meaning of Life