Routines are human as a human is. Would be great to know the social evolution of this since the pre-historic age. Do the cave beings have routine drafts on the wall as we do with our devices or the calendar hanging in the mechanic workshop?
`the morning routine`
As usual I wake up (great to dream forever but...), opening the door and windows, letting fresh air shake the sleep off the walls.
My coffee is ready, workstation is `hot`. I'm on rails.
Next, bathroom takes over. Yes, we all do that and it is healthy. If it doesn't happen you better go for a full screening.
During this private moment I had the "vision" of Newton, a young man walking in the Uni's garden with his books, proud, unaware of the bird letting go its drop, perpendicular onto Newton's new jacket. Splashing like a swearing soldier. Boom!
Again, there must be something wrong with me, why is this happening so often, and why me.
Well, dear Newton, some `routines` match others and this astral conjunction, sometimes unpleasant, is what drives our own evolutionary path.
Apple never fell, it was a feeling, a struggle.
I had to do some research then, and I found out interesting facts about Newton's private life and connected some dots to prove "prose doesn't always match reality".
The following list of sins, dated 1662, source Newton Project ALCH00069.
Threatning my father and mother Smith to burne them and the house over them
Punching my sister
Having uncleane thoughts words and actions and dreamese.
Stealing cherry cobs from Eduard Storer
Beating Arthur Storer.
Eating an apple at Thy house
The last one is what matters to me. He labels eating an apple in the church as a sin. I asked myself, was it considered a sin eating an apple in the church at that time? Was it because of the original sin `Adam and Eve` cast out of Heaven?
The first time he said about the fall of the apple was only sixty years later, in 1726, during a tea under apple trees.
on 15 April 1726 I paid a visit to Sir Isaac, at his lodgings in Orbels buildings, Kensington: din'd with him, & spent the whole day with him, alone.
after dinner, the weather being warm, we went into the garden, & drank thea under the shade of some appletrees, only he, & myself.
source Newton Project OTHE00001.
Indeed this man lived in different times than ours, indeed the success and notability came after his discovery and indeed we have gratitude for Sir Newton, but still.
The perpendicularity of a bird-scum drop on our favourite piece of fabric or worse directly on our bodies resonates like a big gong recalling causality and effect.
`voice log, close`