Impossible is Impossible

This blog is my way of reflecting upon life. Life is about living and learning. As I live and learn I’m going to reflect upon this life I lead. Hopefully I'll offer something insightful with my postings. If you learn nothing else from me, know this that “impossible is impossible”.

Wednesday, June 07, 2006

"Time is a luxury"

"Time is a luxury"
by Laura Broggi

from Aria: Magazine for Travellers

"In the future, luxury will not necessarily be what is
expensive but, on the contrary, an experience that
money cannot buy, like time spent with a lover or
cultivating a passion. It has been predicted that,
over the next few decades, time will be considered
ever more precious, to satisfy the growing desire for
authenticity expressed in the search of "original and
memorable" emotional and maturing experiences. Time to
slow down, to explore and feel. To notice your
reflections in the glass. To consider yourself. We
live in a strange time, apparently in fast
acceleration, but also rich in opportunities for
whoever can seize them, to set one's own pace. A
characteristic many bloggers have in common is the
ability to form a more intimate temporal dimension
revealed and satisfied by a craving for autobiography
that the speed of Internet communications
paradoxically motivates. The detailed and geniune
telling of an emotional experience, typical in blogs,
is by no means in contradiction to the immediacy,
speed and casualness with which some posts will be
discovered and read...The emotional geographies
develop mainly in rooms and secluded places: hotel
rooms, bedrooms, compartments where time doesn't seem
to run away, on the contrary it becomes tactile and
mouldable. The time of "love" is never time wasted,
which even many elderly people continue to say with
their eyes. The most extreme form of considering the
time as a luxury is indolence. Not necessarily the
expression of sterile boredom but a coherent attitude
involving passionate attention to shades of meaning, a
tendency to be curious that requires decelerated
paces, stops, and pauses. Something like a slow,
strong rhtyhm that reminds the traveller to "the
jungle" of his mind through which he instinctively
ventures..."

From one of two of the only things they had in English
at The Tabachi.

I loved it!

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