The Weather in Selfistan

I'm stuck in a dilemma - one of white powdery snow, non-potable water, darkness. Yes, ladies and gentlemen, my dilemma is one of the weather. Quite beautiful weather, in fact, but horribly annoying - non-potable water, skating-rink-like university campuses, and blackouts. Did I mention that I live in a city that has been consistently rated among the best 3 cities to live in - AROUND THE WORLD!

But, my real question is, can the weather change in Selfistan? Like, if it's Selfistan, shouldn't one have the ability to change the weather at will? Can't I, theoretically, say "Let there be snow" and make it snow? What about "Let there be sun"? Does not having the capability to change the weather in Selfistan defeat the entire purpose of said land and contradict the definition of said said (sic) land? So, if I'm fed-up with the weather (not totally fed-up..just with the ice and the hundreds of milimetres of rain and the undrinkable water - yes, that's what non-potable means) can I just imagine that it's nice and sunny? and then be happy?

Ahh, the power of the mind. I heard that yogis - the actual ones, not your neighbour who goes to yoga classes every week - can actually cause themselves to levitate with the power of their minds. I find that fascinating. If the mind is actually powerful enough to lift something, can it also avert/push something? Can the power of many minds together halt a falling atomic bomb in its path of destruction? Can the seemingly fantastical Mathilda-esque actions be made real?

Fascinating....

But enough digression - you'll find that I do this a lot - digress that is. Back to my original idea(s) about the weather - you'll also find I like talking about abstract and sometimes odd issues. Outside, it's -10 Celsius, which is absolutely crazy. It's icy out there and there's a lot of snow. Apparently the powers above (god, gods, mother nature, clouds) are going to drop some more snow on us. Fortunately....the weather in Selfistan is much nicer: 15 Celsius, with a 10% chance of showers .

That's it for now, ciao, adios, au revoir....and remember...to be born again, first you must die

~me

ps: i took that picture....while making a snow angel...yes, I got wet