Back to uni

Well, technically it was back to uni yesterday, but hey.

Always such a joy to go back to school, a fresh start, new experiences to be had. Hah. More like the pains of having to pay up for all the material. "Would you like the new coursework, or be able to eat this month?" The prices are horrendous, really...they're asking for two good-sized virgin sacrifices, at least. Or possibly a limb.

Starting my second year now, and when I look at all the new students on campus, I start to wonder if I was also that lost last year. There's new people everywhere, and they don't have a clue to where they should be, or what they should do. Amusing.

It feels like an eternity ago. Starting uni for the first time, that is. After one BA, there is still the thrill of starting a new course, the prospect of what you are going to learn. But also, there is the irony that you remember very little of the course you took last year, and so, what did you really learn?

I shouldn't take pedagogy. It makes me think way too much.

All you need is love...

Love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love.

There's nothing you can do that can't be done.
Nothing you can sing that can't be sung.
Nothing you can say but you can learn how to play the game.
It's easy.

There's nothing you can make that can't be made.
No one you can save that can't be saved.
Nothing you can do but you can learn how to be in time.
It's easy.

All you need is love, all you need is love,
All you need is love, love, love is all you need.
Love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love, love.
All you need is love, all you need is love,
All you need is love, love, love is all you need.

There's nothing you can know that isn't known.
Nothing you can see that isn't shown.
Nowhere you can be that isn't where you're meant to be.
It's easy.

All you need is love, all you need is love,
All you need is love, love, love is all you need.
All you need is love (all together now)
All you need is love (everybody)
All you need is love, love, love is all you need.

All credit to the Beatles, for creating a great song.

Masks

We're all wearing masks, everyday of our lives. No matter what we do, who we are - the mask is there. The family mask, the mask you wear for friends, the mask when you meet new people. Somewhere, along the road, do you know who you are? Which is the original mask - the ultimate one?

Is there even a you any longer?