Stop.checking.ur.phone.for.a.buzz.beep.buzz
buzz buzz beep buzz
har? wait… huh?
buzzZZz ? beEeeepP
….
oh…
that’s just your mind
you idiot
your screws are loose
loose in your mind
beeEep buZzzzz booOozee
Where is home? October 25, 2011
I don’t know why, but this thought has been ticking in my head like a time bomb. I have to pen it down to make space for more important studies in the coming weeks. Anyway, I;ve been thinking, what is home to a global person, who travels to and fro, negotiating time differences, someone like an air stewardess, or a public speaker, or a humanitarian worker? What is the concept of home to these geographically derogatory person? Constant trips?
Here’s something interesting, or what I think could be interesting, at least in my head. That these people do not move from places, but that the places move to them. Say for example, in your constant trips from Singapore to Hong Kong, Norway, Paris, Prague, Tokyo, etc etc… You stay in the same hotel, eat the same egg mayo sandwhich and if you like (and really what most people do) have chinese food in Prague and french food in Tokyo, you use the same kind of technology, your iPhone, your mac… and discuss the same global problems with the same kind of people. You have a ‘home experience’ of a kind, in which all of the above are familiar to you. You understand others without further explanation. You form functional relationships whic are not uncanny to you, but more of a reality. These foreign places are not foreign places, but they are also not your home. You fail to anchor a thought/a commodity/a person when some says “Where is home?”
So what I’m trying to say is that people who travel every other day have not really travelled. They have stayed put in the vaccuum that is between a ‘home’, and a ‘foreign’ land. It is as if those places moved to them instead, and what they do remains the same, the same old routine. That’s why, you are always in the present, carrying a particular time, as oppose to a particular culture of a particular place. You only move with with present time, you live temporally in abstracted place of nowhere and everywhere and therefore, your experiences are also abstract.
What do you guys think? D’accord, ou n’as d’accord pas?
Abstract ideas and revolutions October 23, 2011
It’s hard to tell people in a gist what the hell I’m studying. I don’t know it myself. Before lunch I’m staring at syntax trees, and after, I am trying to comprehend abstract theories, right now on material culture.My mind is pixelated. I can’t seem to zoom out of these pixels and see the bigger picture. I wake up, and my mind is elsewhere. All I ever want to do is be a loyal, pet goat, eat some grass, and be there for people who take care of me. I want to be that strongly rooted tree that never gets destroyed by whatever storm that hits it. That is my goal in life. So it’s hard to relate this goal back to syntax trees that people you care for, don’t really care about. It’s hard to explain the philosophies when I don’t even listen to myself when I speak, and feeding off the facial reactions when I speak, makes me even more insecure. I’m not smart enough to be in uni. I just want to be a pet goat. Well, there is a kick in solving syntactical structures of sentences (i’m such a nerd-_-), and writing an essay that makes you sound a little bit intelligent. But I have absolutely no control over school, I’m running out of brain capacity, I’m erasing more important stuff, that i think really matter to me, to make space for academic information. Hmmmmmm…
End of the world? revolutions bit by bit, I see it in my world, somehow, in some ways, I see the alienated, desolate gaze in people who really care. they’re fighting against power forces that are not just institutionalised, that are not just in bureaucratic systems of the state, but in people who don’t care, who are everywhere, people who only have time for themselves, people who are around them, their friends, their family. I sympathise with the revolutionist, because I think I’m one of those who care only for myself, and being aware of this, makes me feel that I have zero control in life.
