classical Haiku. Kobayashi Issa.

朝飯の鐘をしりてや雀の子
asameshi no kane wo shirite ya suzume no ko

he knows the meaning
of the breakfast bell...
baby sparrow

translate by David Lanoue.

знает зачем
перед завтраком звонит колокол...
воробушек

(no subject)

highlighting the absurdity
of my city garden -
yukka in bloom

1-oe cентября - День Знаний!

"сиськи на каблуках!" -
вытаращились подростки на
повзрослевшую одноклассницу

Solaris

it's funny how my mind works. you give it a problem, equip it with tools from all kinds of domains, and let it sink to the bottom of conciousness. then wait. and wait. and wait, until some time later a solution emerges from the depth of ... i don't know how to call that place-thing inside my head that ties all loose ends together. i wish i could understand how it works. not that i am completely oblivious to its methods. no. i can easily recognize the tools it uses for modelling and problem solving. after all, it was i who developed them and trained my mind to apply them to easier tasks. but it still escapes me how brain figures out which pattern to invoke when dealing with a particular situation... in any case, i think the "tooling" phase is missing from Csikszentmihalyi's creativity model.

Classical haiku. Kobayashi Issa

門違してくださるな福の神
kado chigai shite kudasaru na fuku no kami

don't go in
the wrong gate, please!
god of luck

translated by David Lanoue

пожалуйста
не ошибись дверью,
бог удачи