Showing posts with label death. Show all posts
Showing posts with label death. Show all posts

Connecting the dots (Repost)

I first posted this on 6/3/2011:
"... And 17 years later I did go to college. But I naively chose a college that was almost as expensive as Stanford, and all of my working-class parents' savings were being spent on my college tuition. After six months, I couldn't see the value in it. I had no idea what I wanted to do with my life and no idea how college was going to help me figure it out. And here I was spending all of the money my parents had saved their entire life. So I decided to drop out and trust that it would all work out OK. It was pretty scary at the time, but looking back it was one of the best decisions I ever made. The minute I dropped out I could stop taking the required classes that didn't interest me, and begin dropping in on the ones that looked interesting ... And much of what I stumbled into by following my curiosity and intuition turned out to be priceless later on. Let me give you one example: 
Reed College at that time offered perhaps the best calligraphy instruction in the country. Throughout the campus every poster, every label on every drawer, was beautifully hand calligraphed. Because I had dropped out and didn't have to take the normal classes, I decided to take a calligraphy class to learn how to do this. I learned about serif and san serif typefaces, about varying the amount of space between different letter combinations, about what makes great typography great. It was beautiful, historical, artistically subtle in a way that science can't capture, and I found it fascinating. 
None of this had even a hope of any practical application in my life. But ten years later, when we were designing the first Macintosh computer, it all came back to me. And we designed it all into the Mac. It was the first computer with beautiful typography. If I had never dropped in on that single course in college, the Mac would have never had multiple typefaces or proportionally spaced fonts. And since Windows just copied the Mac, its likely that no personal computer would have them. If I had never dropped out, I would have never dropped in on this calligraphy class, and personal computers might not have the wonderful typography that they do. Of course it was impossible to connect the dots looking forward when I was in college. But it was very, very clear looking backwards ten years later. 
Again, you can't connect the dots looking forward; you can only connect them looking backwards. So you have to trust that the dots will somehow connect in your future. You have to trust in something — your gut, destiny, life, karma, whatever. This approach has never let me down, and it has made all the difference in my life.   
... Remembering that I'll be dead soon is the most important tool I've ever encountered to help me make the big choices in life. Because almost everything — all external expectations, all pride, all fear of embarrassment or failure - these things just fall away in the face of death, leaving only what is truly important. Remembering that you are going to die is the best way I know to avoid the trap of thinking you have something to lose. You are already naked. There is no reason not to follow your heart. 
... Your time is limited, so don't waste it living someone else's life. Don't be trapped by dogma — which is living with the results of other people's thinking. Don't let the noise of others' opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary."
- Excerpt from commencement address by Steve Jobs at Stanford University, delivered on June 12, 2005. Rest in peace, Mr. Jobs. 

A sad day

Jack Layton, NDP party leader and LGBT supporter, dies at age 61.
Pictured above at Toronto Pride 2011 with his wife Olivia Chow.
You will be missed, Jack.

Monoceros

I highly recommend that you purchase (or loan) and read Suzette Mayr's new novel Monoceros.
Monoceros offers an intimate (and unique) portrait of a community of Catholic high school staff and students who are forever changed by the suicide of a bullied LGBT teen.
(Congratulation Suzette!)

Sweet sweet endtimes

In case you haven't heard, the world is scheduled to end tomorrow night at 6pm local time.
If it doesn't end, look forward to some exciting news next week.
Happy rapture!
p.s. New Gaga album next Tuesday!

Life/death

“Decide who you are, decide what you want to do, and then do it, because it is surely possible.”

-Lettering artist Doyald Young, 1926-2011

Gaga takes UK


Lady Gaga at the Brit Awards Tuesday night, where she won all 3 awards she was nominated for. Her performance was dedicated to the late Alexander McQueen. RIP.

Beautiful disaster


"On May 1, 1947, just after leaving her fiancé, 23-year-old Evelyn McHale wrote a note. 'He is much better off without me ... I wouldn't make a good wife for anybody,' ... Then she crossed it out. She went to the observation platform of the Empire State Building. Through the mist she gazed at the street, 86 floors below. Then she jumped. In her desperate determination she leaped clear of the setbacks and hit a United Nations limousine parked at the curb. Across the street photography student Robert Wiles heard an explosive crash. Just four minutes after Evelyn McHale's death, Wiles got this picture of death's violence and its composure."
-from Life Magazine, on the tragic suicide of Evelyn McHale

A is for Alligator!


Animal Alphabet by Mattias Mackler
(more Mattias goodness here)