{"id":345,"date":"2008-09-01T19:03:09","date_gmt":"2008-09-01T09:03:09","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/tintinwulia.com\/?p=345"},"modified":"2009-09-18T19:59:17","modified_gmt":"2009-09-18T09:59:17","slug":"accident","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/tintinwulia.com\/blog\/accident\/","title":{"rendered":"accident."},"content":{"rendered":"<p>All events in life are actually accidents. Some events just simply happen much faster than the others. We tend to only think that an event is an\u00a0accident when it happens so quickly that we cannot react properly to save ourselves from harm caused by the event. Sometimes they result in what we regard as\u00a0a total failure to save ourselves: death. If only everything is neutral and death is not a bad thing, we will never recognise accidents as\u00a0the special\u00a0events of our lives.<\/p>\n<p>I wonder about the moment when a mosquito turns from\u00a0a wriggle\u00a0to a flying mosquito, right at the moment when it breaks through the water&#8217;s surface tension with its almost fully developed wings to get ready to start to fly.\u00a0Is the wriggle&#8217;s attitude towards that transformation in any way similar to our attitude towards death?<\/p>\n<p><font size=\"1\">(Would it, like my father, smile, in the knowledge that it will soon be able to fly?)<\/font><\/p>\n<p>Maybe I should write about butterflies instead. Not because the butterfly is more proper for this thought; just because it might be easier for us, mere mortals,\u00a0to imagine being released out of a cocoon, being that much dependant on our body to perceive the world.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>All events in life are actually accidents. Some events just simply happen much faster than the others. We tend to only think that an event is an\u00a0accident when it happens so quickly that we cannot react properly to save ourselves&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[4,6,18],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-345","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-2-2-2","category-2-2-2-2-2","category-2-2-2-2-2-2-2-2-2-2-2-2-2-2-2-2"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/tintinwulia.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/345","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/tintinwulia.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/tintinwulia.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/tintinwulia.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/tintinwulia.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=345"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/tintinwulia.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/345\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":521,"href":"https:\/\/tintinwulia.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/345\/revisions\/521"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/tintinwulia.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=345"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/tintinwulia.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=345"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/tintinwulia.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=345"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}