Tuesday, January 31, 2006

r'lax

the royal tenenbaums. nice.

I and everything

bored. learning. but even in the way i learn, i see how certain aspects of my personality are involved. for example: preferring method over facts and constantly trying to create own comments on the elements to be learned. this is not only so in learning: personality, always, in everything i do. whether practicing taekwondo, playing videogames, reading, writing, going out, whatever, always: everything is me. and so it is for everyone of us. well duh. sure. but still: remarkable. the extent of our very personality so influences our subjectivity that the entire world becomes "our" world - there is no world. there are only versions of it.

compare this to the notion (i don't remember who said this) that despite our material self is constantly, constantly, constantly developing and changing (with each new second our body is renewed, each new second brings a new set of cells), our "spiritual" self (or at least, the notion we have of this second type of Self) remains the same. though our body is never the same as it was seconds ago, our mind is capable of adhering to coherence. the body we had years ago is dead, destroyed, a conglomeration of dead cells dispersed over planet earth, but we still remember what happened then. in fact, this inner self is so strong it influences every movement we make. and quite often we are not even aware of this.

bottom line is: i should study less. and relax more. go outside, perhaps.

blogzilla

okay, then. what IS a blog? dunno, actually. a terribly ugly word. as if trying to swallow a potato in one go. as if being a linguistic attempt to capture the very moment before vomit exits your mouth. or something.

i guess it's just some "place" where i can dump all my thoughts and ideas. do i then think that anybody cares? about my ideas? amid the myriads of other blogs? nah, not really. why bother then? writing for myself can be satisfactory in its own right. and if anyone stumbles upon this web page and does not feel the urge to vomit (or, to blog?) while reading my writings, then things might not be too bad after all. so far, so good.

things big and/or small

so, that's it. i've done it. i still failed to bring world peace to mankind, but at least i now have a blog. hah.