I used to feel the same when I thought dreams were utterly meaningless, then I had a series of undeniably meaningful dreams and I became not only interested but proactively curious (ie have you seen this character in other dreams? Was anything important happening in your life when this dream happened? How did this event in the dream make you feel, if anything?).
So now I have a question for you: what is your personal stance on dreams?
I bike in Mexico. I usually get a flat patched with the bike mechanic for $1 USD and they do it in less than 5 minutes. They check the tire throughly to find the source of the puncture. More often than not they pull out a piece of metal debris from the tire (like small pieces of wire or nails). If the roads are cleaned, it will be a person with a broom doing it, which is why metal debris stays on the shoulder of the road instead of being suctioned by a mechanical cleaner.
Would good tires still save me from these punctures?
Gatorskins, as mentioned below are fantastic for most things, but in my experience they are not fully resistant to the damage you mention.
I've seen similar bike patching mechanics on sidewalk stations in Beijing, and I feel like they would have a similar primary customer. The degree of construction and infrastructure work there means that there are always metal bits in the road. Nails, roofing scraps, welding rod ends, filler wire trimmings that get washed off construction sites in the rain and blown to the roadside by traffic are highly effective at puncturing bicycle commuters' tires. But they also make small holes that are a quick fix. Soapy water will show where the leak is, and pliers, a donor tube, and vulcanizing compound and you're in business again.
Gatorskins are harder, less supple, so they don't pick up the smaller bits of glass and metal that will work in over time. They are resistant to pinch flats by having thicker, stiffer sidewalls, so the bigger bits of metal or rock aren't so scary ( they won't be any more fun, you will feel them more ). But a nail is a nail and if you hit it head on it will go in.
If a puncture isn't bad enough to require immediate road side repair then I'd say yeah, good tires should help a lot.
Thicker tubes can help, too. I use some really beefy tubes. They're way heavier but it's worth it to me. I went from a few flats a month to no flats a year, back when I commuted by bike in Austin.
We have become so detached from nature so much we have forgotten seasons exist, we can naturally divide the year in four (or two) by being attentive to the season, and you can add a little flair by being poetic about it (say saving during the fall, frugality in the winter, sexuality in the spring, enjoying the fullness of life in the summer. Life is not academia, it is poetry!
Hmm, you're gonna need to explain that again. How will this help me increase my LTV and ensure I'm optimizing every minute of the day for maximal productivity?
For anyone who has been to Darwin and also to Melbourne, you totally get why. Melbourne says "what a chilly winter" while Darwin says, what winter? Melbournites look forward to it drying out near Jan, and Darwin prepares for monsoon season. Perhaps an equivalent is being to Whistler and to Miami. Same continent, different seasons.
All that is just really to say, it's fun to be in tune with your local climate, and for most people, the 4 seasons are kind of a convenience but not that accurate.
Well said. It's especially easy to forget about simple, natural, and poetic cadences when you live an environment whose purpose is to crush those very things, i.e. cities.
And yet most will not even get close of being an ecosystem. "Green" and "parks" are mostly consisting of 2-10 species of plants, not more, and none of the species having a fully life cycle (seed to humus), also taking the space dozens of other species would otherwise fill (insects, funghi etc).
Im regents park london, they let some cut trees rot on purpose, years later there are still no funghi visible growing on them, while in a forest that happens. Ive also not met a single mosquito there in years.
Most city parks are mere deserts to me.
It sure still is healing to be outiside, but calling that "nature" is a blunt lie in my ears.
Luckily, those urban green spaces have a similar positive effect on our systems as a full forest would.
Separately, I would like to point to a place like Prospect Park in NYC, where one can find themselves in the equivalent of a new growth forest complete with the majority of applicable local flora. There are also botanic gardens, where one can experience a number of different groups of blooms throughout the year. We're capable of having this be part of our urban experience.
If that is your focus, over here (Hamburg, Germany) there also are real (mostly untouched) forests, which also include life. They are not extremely huge but at least many centuries old.
One is like 8min from my door, could even take a bus since there are stops on the edges.
Naive question: Are there any such cities in the US that have all that and all the other perks you'd want from a city (active dating scene; diversity of food, people, culture, museums, restaurants; good public transit; good schools; etc)?
I've been trapped in the concrete-jungle part of SF for a while, and — while I do really want to escape to a better, greener city — it's oddly difficult to find an alternative. I wonder if NYC may be the only viable candidate.
Even though not asked for, maybe consider european cities, too, especially the bigger older ones.
They are not skyscraper-level breathtaking like many US cities and not as dense - but have lots of advantages (walkable, good public transport, rich cuisine, higher food quality in general, less homelessness or other social issues, … not even talking about working here with much more vacation/free healthcare/…).
Ultimately you mentioned museums - well Europe has stuff that is thousands of years old. Lots of stuff to see and discover. I personally like to go to authentic medieval festivals or viking meetups for example.
I believe it is one of the greenest cities in the US, I used to know a few people from there that I'd connect with over the years at business conferences, and they absolutely loved it there.
I don't know where you're living or maybe my reading of the weather is just bad, but here in Central Europe according to your definition winter usually starts around Christmas, spring either starts in March or May, summer lasts from June through October, and fall is between "to cold for a t-shirt" and "it's snowing". Very useful indeed.
I think that is good advice, though I am not sure what you mean by saying life is poetry. I will also add that one should be aware of what is happening during the different seasons, such as particular flowers blooming, animal migrations, etc. Only after 30+ years have I begun to notice the changes of the season and wanting to bask in them.
Not OP but I was struck by the sentiment. I'm sure many of us on HN approach our lives through the lens of an academic/engineering mindset. Of course that kind of approach is valid and useful. We can also approach life as artists (poets) and lean into spontaneity, playfulness and creativity. There is a kind of freedom that is unique to the latter approach. You don't have to be a professional artist to make art out of living.
I'm not sure why people assume art or poetry is an anything-goes, free-for-all, opposed to the supposed rigor or rigidity of engineering.
Look at the art of the great masters. These were not acts of pure spontaneity. Music, even when improvised, leans into an acquired musical language from which the piece of composed.
And in engineering, there's experimentation, doodling, thought experiment, and a fair amount of hackery in many cases. Improvisation, too, can occur.
Poetry is a history of meter. Many poets consider free form lazy and the lowest form of poetry, as it is in keeping within the bounds of meter and maximizing within that structure that introduces a challenge and produces beautiful results.
So, the distinction isn't perhaps one between art and engineering (engineering is, technically, art), but temperaments or habit.
("Spontaneously" vomiting paint on canvas is not art. It's fraud or some act of superstition.)
I'm not sure why people assume that either. These are interesting points. I know very little about formal poetry, but I consider art to be expression. So what I meant is that there is an art to the way we live our lives. Many people of the modern era are very rational and technical and lean hard into a "command and control" style way of living that's very focused on future results. I think its in a way limiting, and to our detriment. So like the great masters, I try to find a balance between pure spontaneity and pure formality.
> We have become so detached from nature so much we have forgotten seasons exist,
True for me as I enjoy reading and programming, but I'm not sure if it's true in general, at least not in the metro area where I live. It looks outdoor activity is a big deal in American life. Hiking, camping, fishing and etc are so popular that one has to book a camping site in a state park months ahead of time. The trails are always full of people. Stores like REI either have heavy traffic or run out of stock.
My high level time organization has been ski season (Nov-Jun) and other (May/Jun-Oct) for many years. My partner is a swimmer though so now there is lake swimming season as well.
Last year I introduced her to a native berry and it turned out she actually like berries after a lifetime thinking she didn't. This year I've shown her more than 10 species that can be found nearby and we have moved our targets based on the season and which species are fading as others come into ripeness. It has been interesting to see someone learn how elevation can delay stages of the season, or how going to the dry side of the mountains moves the season forward.
Now we are in a stage where the blackberries are a gamble. Many are still ripe and ripening but some are fermented on the vine, some have lingered because they are just bland, and unpicked clumps are overwhelmed by drosophila that have been able to go a couple generations uninterrupted. When it finally rains the season will be over for good. But the less prolific Rubus laciniatus is about to ripen for one last batch of berries as summer fades.
Since joining Netflix two years ago, I’ve posted on Slack on every equinox and solstice. What time it is, what it means literally, what you could take it to mean. People seem to like it.
The Tao Te Ching itself is the best introduction to philosophical Taoism (the religion is something else). Perhaps certain passages can be obscure, but they reveal their meaning in time.
The dichotomy between 'philosophical' and 'religious' Daoism is ahistorical, and stems from the influence, especially, of the Jesuits. They were tied together and mixed together from the beginning, especially neidan traditions.
Yes, there's two words - but they were often used interchangeably.
Regular gym goer for 20+ years here. It eventually becomes difficult not going to the gym, on days I can’t exercise I feel restless, like a dog that hasn’t gone out for his walk.
Food, I eat between 4K and 5k calories per day and I’m close to 10% body fat. I love eating.
Re: boring. Lift heavy, it’s supposed to be challenging. It should require focus and concentration. Don’t use machines, those are boring.
I would never go if it were exclusively for aesthetic, strength, or health benefits. For me it lifts my mood like nothing else, anytime I feel like not going I know it is my I unexercised mind telling me stories, once I start moving weight it’s like changing a radio station in my head and the negative affect fades away.
I'll go forward and offer my own interpretation: highly creative people experience the process of creation as something that comes _through_ them, not _from_ them, that's why Bob Dylan calls them "stenographers". I think most people have experienced some glimpse of this when you lose yourself in flow, wether you are dancing, coding, or writing. Norm doesn't understand that calling the author of his favorite passage a stenographer is actually praise, because he means it comes from a higher source than the ego. One week later he understands the koan and tells Dylan, who laughs.
So now I have a question for you: what is your personal stance on dreams?