Something to believe in

I need something to believe in. Something mythical. Something magic. The sort of thing to put at the foundation of the good I want to do. Something to make what I do matter, because regardless of how well I do things, they stay cold and meaningless, as if there is no purpose in perfection.

philosophy • modern living

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We are animals

Come to it, we're all animals, in more ways than one. Having looked into pretty basic observations, I can no longer deny it and pretend I'm fair. In truth, most of us humans are no better than your average stray dog in a gutter. The glitter on our civilization in no more than the sign of our most elevated perversion, we're simply concealing our shameful bestiality in it.

philosophy

No more football

I used to love football, I still thoroughly enjoy the black&white footage of Garincha and Pele performing in Brazil's golden team. I stopped loving it and watching it a long while ago. Today's soccer is no longer a joyful game, but a multi-billion commercial machine, almost lacking any entertaining features, a meaningless and ugly venture on the green field as everyone knows everything being done is done purely for the money. The aura of (local) glory that's being manufactured and thoroughly maintained around the teams is sickeningly phony. All the "entertainment" has moved into the pages of tabloids, that thrive on the football world's petty scandals.

football

Samsara (2006)

Samsara is a movie that's all about beauty, in all aspects, deep and wide, so watch it to mainly with your spirit, as the eye is surely going to be satisfied.

This is the first Tibetan movie I've ever seen. And it blew me away. Samsara is pure art, there is not much point in discussing the cast or the story. It is a deep movie, rest assured. What may be overlooked by the western eye is actually of paramount importance in this film. Meaning a westerner could easily overlook the main character's (the monk Tashi) starting point in the story and get tangled in the love and life story that follows.

movies • recommendations • religion

You'll never be/date Britney Spears

Or Brad Pitt. Never. Assuming you want to. If you don't, read no further, because your unhappiness does not come from such trivial matters.

So, you day-dream and you yearn and your eyes keep getting wet and your heart pounds faster when you think of/see your new found idol. You imagine how you could make everything perfect for him/her if only this shitty life gave you a chance. Maybe you see yourself walking in their godly shoes, maybe you see yourself as being thought of by millions as you think of your idols. You sigh and watch those dear movies and concerts, you buy the DVDs, the memorabilia and so forth. You're a fan. That makes you a fanatic. That is to say you have come to idolatrize an image. Make no mistake, this image is of your own making; they suggested it to you and you infused it with your ill-channelled hopes and dreams, as always taking the easy way towards cheap self satisfaction. You crossed the line between entertaining yourself and tormenting yourself with the unreachable. This you did for what even a superficial analysis reveals as being nothingness. Please aknowledge that you just managed to fill the void from within with some nothingness from outside! Congratulations. I've once watched a show about Madonna's (oh, what a pun!) fans. I was particularly struck by this young, beautiful woman that was a die-hard devotee. She collected everything she could get her hands on, related to her goddess, she had all the albums and compilations, T-shirts and posters, everything. She was young, truly beautiful and popular amongst her friends. She was a hell of a woman, if you ask me. She could have been someone's goddess herself, easily. Her face inspired. Yet she strangely chose to be only some fan, with an entire existence revolving around Madonna. That was all she talked about. She once saw her idol up-close. That's where her young life peaked. And gave her something fabulous to talk about. She didn't look happy at all. She looked hysteric.

fake idols • unhappiness

Web 2.0 doesn't exist

Well, the expression exists. There it is: "Web 2.0". But as a concept, it's almost like talking about "Onion 2.0" just because you now do pickles differently.

I remember Andrew Keen and his position regarding this phenomena. His criticism is totally valid as long as you start with assuming that "Web 2.0" actually exists. The name itself invokes criticism. Put aside this assumption and you'll find yourself actually talking about criticizing large scale mediocrity and large scale deification of mediocrity,  which is historically unprecedented.

web

I freakin' hate Javascript!

Wait, I actually freakin' loathe it! And since I'm currently and unintentionally involved in a big project demanding JS, all my old hatred shall spill in this post. That or I'll just go out in the streets screaming like a lunatic.

web design • programming

The Wrestler (2008) review

Ragged glory - words that best describe The Wrestler. Its magnificent showcase by Aronofsky (Pi, Requiem for a Dream) makes this film special, within the realm of all things so ugly they turn into beautiful.

movies • recommendations

The ultimate weight loss plan

Lose weight? Nothing simpler!

So, you finally admitted to yourself that you might have a slight weight problem. Meaning you're just a tad overweight. No too much, obviously. OK, maybe too much. Anyway, you've become aware that it's no longer cool to just ignore the fact that the clothes no longer fit you and others call you names. Like "fatty".

modern living • degeneration • self development