Well, here it goes, as fast as thoughts can be punched to letters… Some postmoderinist think that there’s a global homogeneity when it comes to culture, that the more people consume products of the global economy, the more they consume that value/idea that the product sends out. That means… i guess that the whole world, in let’s say the next 10 years will be one culture… we will all be the same. Just same same…everyone who eats cadbury chocolate believes in  that silky, chocolaty goodness. Maybe a better example would be everyone who buys VANS shoes, treasure this punkrock, relaxed way of living… I don’t know… can’t think of a good example.. Anwyay… by viewing objects as carrrying the same message/value to different cultures is like falling right into the traps of marketing schemes… isn’t it? That you can be this person if you use this product… And the fact that marketing schemes differ in strategies across regions… give a clue that there is a difference anyway?

I think what I’m trying to say is that, yes we consume products of the global economy, yes to facebook being used everywhere, in every country…but… it is different… it is different because facebook will be used differently in different regions… as different as vegetables are to meat. it is embraced differently. So yes… it is facebook…  but hey.. it’s different. back to chocolate.. hmmm maybe i should have some chocolate.. but yea cadbury chocolate may be a must for a culture in christmas… but it may be a product that becomes a ‘must have’ for a new born baby… erh don’t know if I’m making any sense at all.. but hey… we consume same things, but have different expectations/conceptions/ideas about the same thing. There will not be a decrease in the diversity of cultures because of mass consumption but a very specificity in consuming a similar product. Ahhh… i am losing myself even… oh well… we are same same but different… even when you talk about mass consumption..

Ici… un arbre syntaxe:

Cet arbre est probablement mal, mais je pense que je te manque, les arbres syntaxe (:

buzz buzz beep buzz

har? wait… huh?

buzzZZz ? beEeeepP

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oh…

that’s just your mind

you idiot

your screws are loose

loose in your mind

beeEep buZzzzz booOozee

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?

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.

There’s this attraction you find in primitive societies… where clock time is fixed, you know the future, your end. Modern people, we’re attracted to the primitive, to people who are so much more connected to life, who know so much in their worlds, that we are incapable in explaining. Yet, there’s a global need to develop such communities, to make them rational, ambivalent beings, feeling-less. Am I going too far with modernity? But aren’t we live too fluidly, estranged… where do you go when you need to be grounded? Remember love? It’s upsetting, and completely horrifying that love in the modern world is as fleeting as a meal. Satisfying in that instant, but harmful for the rest of your life.

The above statement is completely juvenile. It’s a global economic process… the monetarisation of life, weber’s iron cage.

Being modern myself, growing up in a city, I remembered, from the earliest of my memories, that I had to do well in modern, moral standards, to study, to make money, to look after your elders, to love. And then I discover, so muhc like the modern life we live… that i’ve come full circle, to study about concepts and theories which contradict all of my conscious modern life.There isn’t a need for education except for the fact that you’ll be a practical use to your nation-state. I can’t seem to comprehend the purpose, yet I drive myself to live every day… and the purpose is for others, for people who matter to you, the feelings which you cannot just ignore. Feelings… ahhh… where did you derive yourself from?

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spending days with my head in the clouds, detached from my earthly body. the body seems to know what it’s doing, it brings me to complete the rational tasks of life, while my mind travels elsewhere. hi how are you? good thanks, you? not too bad…. i wonder if it’s possible to permanently live with my mind in the clouds, maybe as an outcast of society, zombie, mental? I’ve never spend so much time, sober(maybe semi), sitting at one spot and staring into space while the hours melt away. Is it 2 already? and the body brings me to class. maybe that’s death, when your mind drifts too far, it got lost and doesn’t know how to return. maybe we’re breathing in lost thoughts. will you please wake up, wait for me?

photoshop genius? i always forget i’m living in a world of changeable lives.

I’m blogging about an egging idea i read about recently,one night a week ago, i thought i’d get some school work done, and came across a reading from a professeur in melb uni. His idea on multiculturalism in australia, felt close to heart. I think everyone should at least read the intro of this book (:

What’s the difference between a person who graffiti’s “Go back to your own country you wogs” and another who says “Leave them alone, Australia is a multicultural country, we should embrace immigrants”? A huge difference right? One we would all call “a racist” and the other not. I was pleasantly educated by Ghassan Hage. He points out that there are more similarities than differences in the above two personnage. Firstly, both personas feel that they have the right to ‘direct traffic’. Both see immigrants (or what Hage says as Third-World Looking (TWL) people) as objects subjected to ‘how we should deal/treat them in their White Nation. His experience as a lebanese-australian is very timely for myself…

a thick fog descends, all i see is blur. times like these, death lurks around like a blood clot in your brain. times like these, I want to remain in transit forever.