Entry no.: 1267
6 Oct 2011, 12:18 PM
I don't have many heroes in my adult life. I find it hard to aspire to or identify with whatever guidance artists have to offer, save for some rather rare moments of blinding insight. And, unfortunately, I have close to zero affinity with sports people.
Except the one-of-a-kind friend I started a company with, Steve Jobs was the only relevant figure capable to directly inspire my work and deepen my vision, day in, day out.
And Steve is gone now.
There are two of his sayings I'm thinking about the most. The first one I find useful every single day—"real artists ship"—talking is irrelevant, only doing matters. As a coincidence, I learned about his passing last night, while working feverishly until the light of dawn.
The second one—"stay hungry, stay foolish"—I am trying to learn, yet I'm mostly failing—it's so fucking hard to stay young, keep your heart vulnerably alive and cling to that state of graceful emergency. I promise I'll try harder, Steve.
Entry no.: 1266
3 Oct 2011, 10:11 AM
There are 66 books in the Bible—editor needed. 66 is a sphenic number, a triangular number, a hexagonal number, and a semi-meandric number—obviously. The atomic number of dysprosium is 66, if you love lanthanides—I adore lanthanides. The international dialing code for Thailand is 66—hi there, Bradut! In his Sonnet 66 Shakespeare criticizes three things: general unfairness of life—check, societal immorality—check, and oppressive government—crummy not oppressive, Mr. Shakespeare. Just crummy.