Friday, January 25, 2008

Values and limitations


Highest Values

Personal Freedom
Every Man is Responsible for One's Own Action

Elements of Human Mind
Reason
Spirit
Appetite

Reason is Egoism
Egoism is Pursuit of Self-Interest
Self-Interest is Regard for One's Own Advantage

Spirit is Action

Appetite is Hedonism
Hedonism is Pursuit of Pleasure
Pleasure is Absence of Pain

----
Credit to Mr. O'Day, Felix, and Plato for inspiration

Thursday, January 24, 2008

Thank you for waiting

Just a little longer now, there will
be a new post here by tomorrow.
In case I won't be too busy,
which
I highly doubt.

Again, thank you

Saturday, January 19, 2008

Finally

----
I’m calling you, dear
Can’t you see me standing right here
Life is bleeding from fear
I will give it straight from my vein.
----
I.V. by X Japan - 2007

Today, the PV preview for I.V.,

a 45 second long evidence that X
lives again,
was finally released.
Hit the link, and enjoy!

Friday, January 18, 2008

Justice

Still Alive - Jonathan Coulton:
----
This was a triumph

I'm making a note here:
"Huge success"
It's hard to overstate my satisfaction

Aperture Science
we do what we must because we can
for the good of all of us except for the ones who are dead
but there's no sense crying over every mistake
you just keep on trying until you run out of cake
and the science gets done and you make a neat gun
for the people who are still alive

I'm not even angry
I'm being so sincere right now
even though you broke my heart and killed me
and torn into pieces
and threw every piece into a fire
as they burned it hurt because I was so happy for you!
Now these points of data make a wonderful line
and we're out of beta, we're releasing on time
so I'm glad I got burned
Think of all the things we learned for the people that are still alive

go ahead and leave me
I think I prefer to stay inside
maybe you'll find someone else to help you
maybe black mesa
that was a joke, haha, fat chance
anyway this cake is great, it's so delicious and moist
look at me still talking, when there's science to do
when I look out there it makes me glad I'm not you
I've experiments to run, there is research to be done
on the people who are still alive

and believe me I am still alive
I'm doing science and I'm still alive
I feel fantastic and I'm still alive
While you are dying I'll be still alive
and when you're dead I'll be still alive
Still alive, still alive
----

Thrasymachus once said,
"you would never find the just man getting the
better of the unjust, but he always gets the worst"

It doesn't work that way. The unjust man would lose
against the society of today, and be punished by it.
There my friends, is a good quality of our civilization.

There are two (or three) new gadgets that I want:
- Macbook Air. Yes it's true, I think I'm converting
to Mac. Shocking, and very, very embarrassing.
- Tenori-On, or alternatively BeatBearing. Imagine
how much fun one could have with one of those.
Too bad the Tenori-On is $1,200.

Just remember: Keep on trying
until you run out of cake :)

Saturday, January 12, 2008

Underground wall

So I just got home from another concert at KLCC.
The first part was great and powerful, loved it.
I totally disagreed with the piano piece though,
couldn't see what was so good about it. Sadly, since
I had been looking forw
ard to it. The pianist was
great however, Simon TrpĨeski, a genius it seems.

----
The last train is nearly due,
The underground is closing soon,
And in the dark deserted station,
Restless in anticipation,
A man waits in the shadows.

His restless eyes leap and scratch,
At all that they can touch or catch,
And hidden deep within his pocket,
Safe within its silent socket,
He holds a colored crayon.

Now from the tunnels stony womb,
The carriage rides to meet the groom,
And opens wide and welcome doors,
But he hesitates, then withdraws
Deeper in the shadows.

And the train is gone suddenly
On wheels clicking silently
Like a gently tapping litany,
And he holds his crayon rosary
Tighter in his hand.

Now from his pocket quick he flashes,
The crayon on the wall he slashes,
Deep upon the advertising,
A single worded poem comprised
Of four letters.

And his heart is laughing, screaming, pounding
The poem across the tracks rebounding
Shadowed by the exit light
His legs take their ascending flight
To seek the breast of darkness and be suckled by the night.
----
-More timeless music from Simon & Garfunkel.

I'm not much into cars, but I have to say the
Ferrari Enzo is the hottest one I've seen!

So what's this four letter poem? Well I know, but I
won't tell you. Music is about how we interpret it, yeah?

----
A Poem On The Underground Wall

Sunday, January 6, 2008

Trialogue

-A modern conversation in philosophy

Gtalk, January 5, 11pm

Me: "And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more.
People talking without speaking,
People hearing without listening,
People writing songs that voices never share
And no one dared
Disturb the sound of silence."
we live in a world where real communication is rare

Nee: that's funny
we're not communicating "real" right now either

Me: we are
it’s not about the tools used for communication
but about the content

Nee: nooo...
the content won’t be as real as it would be if it was person to person

Me: maybe u r right
maybe the content can become better if we were focused on only one thing
instead of like now, listening to music, chatting and so on

Nee: exactly.
(of course I’m right.)
(I’m not doing the discussion correctly am i?)

Me: haha xD
yes you are?

Nee: oh okay :D

Me: why? :P

Nee: so i can say I’m right
even if I’m not?
hahah

Me: haha sure, if u believe it :P

Nee: yayy!

Me: but have to be open minded, to prove or disprove your point, and u can’t force your point upon others

Nee: lol
I know, but isn’t it more fun to force your points?
haha

Me: xD
u funny :P
so what happens in a world where communication isn’t important
filled up with crappy comments on the net
with no real importance
what happens to the ppl in a world like that?
what happens to relations?

Nee: it would make whining a lot harder

Me: haha
yep I guess

Nee: then people won’t have a true sense of individuality
cause everyone would be "anonymous"
huwaw.
that would be sad

Me: yeah, and individuality seems to be something very important to human
to be able to say that we are important and different
don’t u think?
I’d like to think that I’m different from anyone else
or I see no point in going on

Nee: yep

Me: what do u think? u like to be different, not like anyone else?

Nee: erm.. different can mean lots of things

Me: yeah?

Nee: I wouldn’t want to be so different that I wouldn’t be able to relate to anyone

Me: that’s true...
I have [#] to relate to

Nee: being different and being isolated is... different! lol

Me: yeah
haha
so we could say that ppl want to be different, but still want ppl to be like them?

Nee: yeah so. its like a matter of being different.. with a few other people too

Me: yeah
that’s another thing, ppl needs to feel that they are a part of something bigger, a community, a religion
"No man is an island, entire of itself; every man is a piece of the continent."
But sometimes we want to be an island? just to show that we are not dependent on
anyone/anything else
right?
but I think we are, we are flock animals, we need each other
and in a world where everyone is listening to their iPod
that’s not as easy
so we need other ways

Nee: and that’s where communication comes in again... right?

Me: yeah, so what ways do we have to be able to relate to each other, where all "normal" talking seems to be rare

Nee: wow. you're really making me think here
that doesn’t happen often >.<

Me: hahaha xD
well, I think that things like.. YouTube, blogs and so on are ways for us to become individual, to show "this is me" in a anonymous world where that’s not always easy
but i also see that those blogs are filled up with "unimportant" communication
about things, instead of minds

Nee: but blogs aren’t really communication to others
they're more of self release
to talk about things that you may not be able to talk about to anyone for the moment

Me: true.. monologues
so instead you talk to everyone about it?

Nee: could be
or it could be nobody

Me: if you are anonymous that works, but if you are, then how personal is it really?

Nee: blogging could be just some form of release

Me: so u don’t think it has any to do with our will to feel individual?

Nee: it could vary with people

Me: yes true..
so what will happen to the world, how will ppl get to become individual.. or wont we? maybe we just accept the fact we cant anymore..
I wouldn’t like that
what’s the reason of existing if someone else can do the same work as good as we can?

Nee: if everyone in this world is their own individual, the whole concept wouldn’t seem as appealing as it would be
because what’s the point in trying if everyone's also different and "their own"? you won’t be that much recognized or differed either

Me: if everyone is different, then no one is?

Nee: exactly!
:D

Me: so that brings us back to the point, to be different together with other ppl

Nee: yep yep
its like a circle, everything's connected. its not like a rectangle, a rectangle has bumps and little corners. its not FLOWING. (hahahahahahahhhahahahhaahahahahaha sorry. that is from a movie. im not drunk in any way)

Me: hahahahaha
I'm not sure about that xD
so what becomes the problem if we does not have communication, wont everything we are talking about become unimportant? do we even need to talk about important things in our world?

[Inviting “Billy”, “Billy” is a girl]

Me: okay we’ve been talking about communication, how it seems to become rare in our world with relevant communication
how we keep talking about unimportant things
and so the last thing we threw out there was "so what becomes the problem if we does not have communication, wont everything we are talking about become unimportant? do we even need to talk about important things in our world?"
through isolation, communication is lacking, and we have already established that communication is important. and we see this kind of things every day, people are quiet and when talking, it is not about relevant things; "people talking without speaking" Paul Simon wrote, and I think this is part of the problem, we isolate ourselves but without communication we cannot feel in what ways we are different from someone else and in what ways we are similar, Humankind have always been looking for ways to feel important; religion, fame,
bizarre opinions, but with a lack of communication, this becomes so much harder.

Billy: well 'people talking without speaking, and people hearing without listening actually accounts for something else (or so I find)
the sense of we communicate - junk
we say stuff that no one cares about and nobody wants to know
so we hear
but we don't actually listen to what is being said
that is communication also?
it could be

Me: yes, so we communicate, in order to show on who we are, but what we say and hear isn’t relevant

Billy: because there is still talking and hearing going on
so it should be communication
relevant communication - no
stuff that is needed - no
stuff that is important – no

Me: there you go, so what happens with all relevant things we could be saying instead, it is drowning in the irrelevant things

Billy: the first thing on the newspaper is something distraught about wars and waste but what do we care about that anymore? we just flick to the comics and read it or the TV page to see what good shows are on the telly
we don't care enough anymore
we have become embedded into the mundane
not cared of what needs to be care about

Me: and I think this is what have happened, how our way to isolate ourselves, and not put value in information, have began to hurt us and our way to think

Billy: haha
because we communicate - but do we really?
we don't because we are not expressing what really needs to be expressed

Me: yes, so is this really harmful for our community?

Billy: it is

Me: how?

Billy: because we start to embed ourselves into things that are irrelevant unnecessary
things that are not needed and we block out things that really matter
like for example
Britney Spears
why on earth do we care about her?
I don't know her ,
you don't know her
the whole world is embedded into watching her life fall to pieces
and being upset over it
crying when she cries
laughing when she laughs
She hasn't even met us
know that we exist
yet we still care over that
Brad Pitt
"I love Brad Pitt"
but HE DOESN’T EVEN KNOW I’M ALIVE
see, doesn't that irk u?

Me: I totally agree, and I think this is one of the greatest problems our society has. Now, what can we do to prevent to become part of it ourselves?

Billy: think outside the box :D
create our own social culture which we can dwell in and learn to love like Morrie and his own culture
what we create for ourselves is better than the “dosh” the world dishes out on our plate

Me: but our society doesn’t really accept if we do like Morrie, we won’t be able to survive, because all what our society is built on; money and success, goes against communication and love, and cannot be combined

Billy: why do you care about society?
why do you want to dwell upon what people think of you
when you don't know how you think of yourself

Me: because we live in it, and cannot survive in it if we don’t follow it
because it cannot be combined with our society of today. do you mean that we should totally ignore our society and create our own, built on all that we believe in, and through that have a society in which we can be happy, but not be accepted in the major society? Maybe that’s the only way

Billy: yes
:)
why do you care about what the major society is doing
money, economy all that jazz
it makes no one happy
everyone is busy thinking about how rich they want to get
and who Britney is going to marry next
why do you even care

Me: but without money, we cannot survive

Billy: I’m not saying that we should totally take ourselves away from money
because we need it to buy stuff -
but
don't dwell on it
why want to become rich
why want stuff that society is making just so that they can become rich
they don't care for you they just want you to buy their junk

Me: if we want to have time for each other, we need money for living, but to get money, we need to work, and thus not have time for each other. do u see what I mean?

Billy: why can't you have time for each other if you work?
my daddy works and he makes time for me

Me: but it is not possible to the same extent

Billy: same extent meaning?

Me: meaning we can’t take all time we want for others, because there are things we need to do to live on

Billy: separation makes the heart grow fonder,
if we do have time - I mean like
24 /7 with someone
wouldn't you get sick of them?
think
about it
if you have a song played and stuck in your head
you get sick of it

Me: but we don’t need to spend 24/7 with only one person
we have many friends

Billy: well

Nee: I disagree
if you truly loved someone, you'd want to spend all your time with them
you wouldn’t get sick of them

Me: and the rest of the time might be needed for us to get to understand ourselves?

Billy: think society - "I love you, marry me" - "I hate you, lets divorce"

Me: another problem, our will to reach perfect life
even though that might not be possible

Billy: :) perfection isn't possible
only God is perfect
the perfect live
etc etc
but what is perfection for you?
TOK rule can't remember what
"what you see isn't what I see"

Me: still, we are trying to reach perfection

Billy: because isn't that human nature

Nee: it is also human nature to sleep. so I’m going to go sleep :)

Me: HAHAHA

Nee: good night you guys!

Me: alright, Nee, night!

Billy: haha
so u see
human nature plays a big rule in our life
I think I need bed to
I’ll see you in the morning
night - God bless
:)

Me: night Billy :)

----
[#], referring to a person
Morrie, referring to the professor in the book Tuesdays With Morrie by Mitch Albom

Thursday, January 3, 2008

Sound of Silence

Hello darkness, my old friend,
I've come to talk with you again,
Because a vision softly creeping,
Left its seeds while I was sleeping,
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence.

In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone,
neath the halo of a street lamp,
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of
A neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of silence.

And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more.
People talking without speaking,
People hearing without listening,
People writing songs that voices never share
And no one dared
Disturb the sound of silence.

Fools said I, you do not know
Silence like a cancer grows.
Hear my words that I might teach you,
Take my arms that I might reach you.
But my words like silent raindrops fell,
And echoed
In the wells of silence

And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon God they made.
And the sign flashed out its warning,
In the words that it was forming.
And the signs said, the words of the prophets
Are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls.
And whispered in the sounds of silence.


Lyrics by Paul Simon and Art Garfunkel

Watch the thing here.

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