- hyperlink is link
- meta-data is data
- message is the medium
one thing and dis-remember everything else.
that’s all it is.
My siblings are completely polarized (and i consider myself in the center (-_-). One example is how they communicate to me on the phone. One of them keeps talking and doesn’t listen at all while the other one doesn’t talk at all. I never get a chance to describe my position with the first one while I get a chance to try some of my standup routines and postulate theories of human nature, not to mention reiterating latest discoveries and observation …
well let’s see if you can find “any” anymore.
The question is whether I can surprise myself.
and for how long.
I thought it was the summer of my youth
and was the fall of her life…
but I was more like winter and spring
You notice how respected dogs are in the popular culture? How about human life, or human moments compared to that. You can easily kill people in the movies specially if the “bad” guys it doesn’t matter. In video games corpses disappear. How convenient both memory and shoving light on the fact that you have allowed the player to create massacre. Also torture… well lets call it interrogation of human beings. But can you imagine someone kicking a dog? And I don’t mean the kind dog that helps a disabled across the street or being hugged by a toddler; a kind of dreadful and ugly that’s showing its ugly teeth and is a barrier to the commando on the film. What does he do? He puts them to sleep by using a special weapon he has just for dogs. And he makes sure he tells the audience that it’s temporary in case they missed out he didn’t kill the dogs. Could he actually use the same shots for his human counterparts that puts them to sleep during the mission so that afterwards they could visit their family?
you are searching for something that doesn’t exist
the challenge in the political spectrum (what a person feel the world should be like) is whether to measure the world what one decides to accept and abide by what has been known vs. those who wish to dismiss the experience and search to make it anew. reflecting on the past I can see that I was definitely from the latter…
It is a recent discussion I had with a wonderful audience.. that I brought the topic that in many cases present reality is a lie we believed in before. That it took someone to believe the lie. And that it seemed that a certain idea that is not true yet is not a lie in a common sense of distorting the truth. That Truth (with capital T!) has given everything a potential and they may not actually be able or have the opportunities to become actual yet it is not a slippery slope argument to see and treat them as what they don’t seem to be. That in spite of the truth being something wonderfully unknown (which this theory is promoting) that we can see the best in it. So in the truth lies in different truth. The lie is a truth that is unseemly and waiting be pointed out by artists and delivered by visionaries. A new truth is not a lie. So what seems contradictory to the truth lies in the truth in so many ways we are not ready to accept and understand. And that’s very close to a good definition for art I can provide.
The greatest trick played. The illusion that things can be a certain way effectively blinding a person to their surrounding. Perfect contains within it the idea of the impossible. Only a good motivation in communication, essentially the idea that ordinary is unacceptable. Surprisingly the word sustains and survives its own meaning.
the more they perform, the more they give it away.
I got bags of teas from someone few months back. I don’t know where my mom stored it. If she read this blog it’d be surly appreciated right now.
sometimes you need to distance yourself from something in order to see it better.
a man intervenes the traffic flow
when crossing the highway
stepping back as the cars become frantic
he turns his box as he smiles to them
a plastic twirls
then runs for it
skipping the advancing cars
The passengers don’t know what to make of
the man who seems happy
Who says people are not educated. In fact there are many more:
we need wise entertainers. those who doesn’t just make laugh and feel good. those who make us cry, embarrass us and tell us how boring we are.
love is overrated. It’s the friendship that matter.
nobody sent me sholea-zard…
money built on money
like the house of cards
they watch their empire
as it collapses on itself
It is not the question whether it is true or not. It’s whether it is accepted or allowed to deceive in order to become true.