floating

2007/05/23

here are some translated words from my faculty professor VVG (Vesna Vuk Godina), she's talking about mousse's experiance with some tribes. it's not dull :)

Auto suggestive death is caused by an individual’s belief that he or she will die. And death came only as a result of that belief: the individual wasn’t sick, didn’t do a suicide and nobody have harmed in a way that could cause his death.

The perfect example of this would be when breaking the taboo of stepping on someone’s shadow. There are some cultures which strongly prohibit stepping on other peoples’ shadows. Violation of that prohibition results in the death of the person who stepped on other person’s shadow. Natural death. Nobody kills this person nor does this person make a suicide. The person just dies without even being sick.

A person who lives in the culture where stepping on someone’s shadow results in death, is expected to live up until when he steps on someone else’s shadow. He himself expects that as well. Others expect that. But switch of expectations is triggered the moment he steps on someone’s shadow. At that moment that person and every member of his group expect he’s going to die. And in the end he does. But not because stepping on someone’s shadow would objectively be lethal. Westerners can walk on each other’s shadows and absolutely nothing happens. No, that person dies, because he expects to die and because others expect that too. Person’s physical processes respond on the expectances that he and people around him have. This is why westerner can step on someone’s shadow and nothing happens. And this is why person from a culture where that is taboo dies. Because he and people around him know that stepping on someone else’s shadow causes death.

but this is just me walking my dog, you step on ME and you don't get to die :P

posted by calamity @ 5/23/2007 08:44:00 pm 0 comments

harvest

i went into the woods

they led me there

he longed for them too

guarding the most juicy one

it let him have that one

but i refused to leave empty-handed

posted by calamity @ 5/23/2007 08:33:00 pm 1 comments

i need you

It's cold inside, as the wind blows through my heart
There's no land in sight and I'm drifting away in the dark

Then somewhere in the distance I can see it burning bright
Your existence, In You I see the light

And I need You now, change my heart somehow
Show me Your way, don't let me stray anymore
I'm giving my life to You, in everything that I do
Oh I need You

There will be storms ahead but I'll have You right there by my side
In Your eyes I've read, that You'll make all the storms subside

Then somewhere not so distant, I can see it burning bright
Your existence, You are the light

And I need You now, change my heart somehow
Show me Your way, don't let me stray anymore
I'm giving my life to You, in everything that I do
Oh I need You

posted by calamity @ 5/23/2007 08:25:00 pm 0 comments

lost souls

posted by calamity @ 5/23/2007 08:22:00 pm 1 comments

2007/05/20

Presumptions

How strange it is to presume that someone you don't even know doesn't want to share his name, his life story, his objective reality - if such thing even exists? How strange it is to presume if you never even asked them? Yet presume and live in the certainty of life’s uncertainty is more certain than to leave the comfortness of your presumptions to live in the uncertainty of life’s certainty.
I would hate to live as a presumption in any eyes; I would hate to live in any eyes without knowing it.

posted by calamity @ 5/20/2007 04:33:00 pm 0 comments

relations

Artist: Erika

Title: Relations

Tu,ta ta ra ra ra, ta ta ra ra ra, ta ta ra ra ra
Tu,ta ta ra ra ra, ta ta ra ra ra, ta ta ra ra ra......

Relations
are what we are living for
Relations
they are not always for love
Relations
among the stars in the sky
Relations
sometime they end you cry
RIT:
She loves her dog
he loves cat
they are friends
I love you
and I know
There is true
Don't to see Baby....
Tu,ta ta ra ra ra, ta ta ra ra ra, ta ta ra ra ra
Tu,ta ta ra ra ra, ta ta ra ra ra, ta ta ra ra ra
Tu,ta ta ra ra ra, ta ta ra ra ra, ta ta ra ra ra
Tu,ta ta ra ra ra, ta ta ra ra ra, ta ta ra ra ra
Relations
Lyrics
for business or just for fun
Relations
sometime only for one night
Relations
among the stars in the sky
Relations
sometime the end you cry (they end in crying)
RIT

posted by calamity @ 5/20/2007 01:02:00 pm 0 comments

betrayal

“Check this out: my girl, she's going nuts, she gave me an ultimatum either she or HER; how to choose between my friend and my love?”
“Why would SHE do that, did you give HER any reason to doubt you?”
“Well this girl she is in love with me.”
“And how do you know that?”
“Well she told me and SHE knows that?”
“How the hell?”
“I told HER, that she writes me SMS-es at midnight hours saying she loves me.”
“And what do you do?”
“Write her back.”
“Saying?”
“…”
“Saying you think she’s pretty great too?”
“Yea, it’s the truth.”
“What will you do?”
“I don’t know she’s making me crazy and SHE is my love.”
“How great is your love if you question it? This uncertainty of yours is a danger to your love. You really need to decide. And by needing to decide you show the fragile value of the bond between you. Do you realize that if you love someone you shouldn’t question it?”
“mmm.”
“You give her hope and break HER heart. Whatever you decide make sure to follow your heart and not your reason, it’s the one who gives the best advices.”
“I will.”
“Whatever you do; do it fast. Whoever you choose cut the other one from your life, but explain it first.”
“You’re right.”

3 weeks later

“I had a fight with HER, she was really mad.”
“Did you break things with her?”
“I did, it’s just that I went to this concert, SHE couldn’t, she had to study and I danced with her there.”
“How did SHE find out?”
“She saw the photos on the net: us dancing on the stage, but what did I do wrong? It was only dancing.”
“Only dancing? On the stage? With the girl who makes you crazy?”
“There was no kissing no touching, nothing, innocent.”
“Alone the betrayal in your mind is enough, imagine yourself in HER position.”
“I do, I try that all the time.”
“Did you decide yet?”
“Of course I want HER, I could never be with her she a child,”
“Then go and explain it to her, tell her about your decision and break off any contact with her.”
“I did that”
“When? You danced with her 3 days ago and you got an ultimatum 3 weeks ago.”
“This time SHE was really angry and I had a talk with her.”
“I suggest you go and talk to her about it again, tell her all and then end it once and for all. But you’re the kind of person who won’t move, who’ll wait what will strike you.”
“You’re right.”
“But you should.”
“I know.”

Silence and sadness for realizing the sadness of relationships.

posted by calamity @ 5/20/2007 12:51:00 pm 0 comments

2007/05/17

some thoughts on my readings

They thought us that behind every story there is a face, a new, real story which reflects itself in an imaginary world. What did he mean? Who was he? What gave him wings of a writer? They thought us to ask this, they thought us to wonder about this. But they never knew that there will come a time when none of this would matter; a time where a face would be just like all of the other faces. And in this brave new world we still think as if we would be born in Middle Ages; we still refuse to admit that it doesn’t matter which number it is. Let’s just shut our eyes and wonder about the story behind the story; never even consider the possibility we could be a modern Narcissus.
Normality narrowed its never broad boundaries; slowly, normality refuses any deviation and diversity.

posted by calamity @ 5/17/2007 02:30:00 pm 0 comments

2007/05/02

krasna si bistra hči planin

where does the life come from? how does the drive find the materia to drive? does drive exist without the materia?

where does it go down the hill? where does it gain the energy to make the long, long jurney towards the endlesness of the sea?

so fresh, so marry it travels with no end on its mind.

and below bridges it goes, observing how life meets life and then proceeds its journey

it struggles through rocks, determained to reach its goal

it fights the dark, refuses to remain encaved

and slowly all the struggle robs it of life, it hardly even flows, like an old lady it goes, down, down till she is no more

posted by calamity @ 5/02/2007 08:23:00 am 2 comments

what was there

what was there before bridges? did people swim across or they just didn't bother with dealing with each other? how to reach a person when there is no bridge long enough? build one? can we? can i? should we both start each on their own side? will the ends ever meet? should i just take the path where the brige already exists?

posted by calamity @ 5/02/2007 08:14:00 am 2 comments

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