Tuesday, November 14, 2006

Circle of Trust

So bite your tongue
You're not the only one
Who's been let down

- Duncan Sheik, Bite Your Tounge

Dissapointment is a pact where we must sign with devil while his huge nostrils and sharp edged horns dangle a few centimenters in front of our face. Encounters with them is so unavoidable that we should put them in the league of universal certainty together with life, death, and tax. There has been conversations about the male masculine-feminist rewarding behavior formulation, debate on obsession and every other emotionally charged word, and collective scrutiny against the devil. There must be, or at least there should be arrangements to smooth things down here. The belief on religion through supernatural channels is too dogmatic from a liberal perspective. On the other hand, beliefs on law is unacceptable since it is a man created product. A statement where most sceptics will unanimously reach a concensus in split seconds. There are other major things that we could decide in split seconds. It's how you face looks, Alex Todorov calls it snap judgement.

A poke on the back the other day was surprisingly fun. I kept smilling the whole day albeit the frustration on grasping international relations theorist. The ideas were grand, abstract, well-elaborated, and had high order syntax. However, they oppose the scientific method of hypothetical testing because they are purely ideas based on philosophical leanings and objective analysis that are very difficult to test. I think that's what makes it more interesting. Having everything able to be rigidly controlled and precisely explained is unappealling. Motivation tends to reach a plateau on such pre-established movements.

I'm having a need for stability as preservation had eluded in recent thoughts. Things must be deeply organized and easy to access using an effective mechanism. The Earth could perform predictable rotations for balancing the distribution of light, although astronomers might have overemphasize the importance of a another distant planet. Sadly, we may also remember the other things we had previously held close but have lost or experienced a deteriorating course due to fallacious reasoning. I rarely dwell on those occurences. But, I get piss off for the initial responce. Swarming away those negative temper is really aromatheraphy for the disturbed individual. I need to be Bruce Wayne again, Batman is overarching my idealism these days.

P.S.: Bono said, "Jesus, Jew, Mohammad is true. We are all sons of Abraham."
P.S.2: I cried twice, erm trice on that occasion. See, Mom. You should have let me played with G.I. Joe's .

4 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

it rounds and never stop.

8:13 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

i'd just like to drop by and say,
hi. it's been a while, one of my partner in top spin ;p

yes, it's been a while. the overflow of intelligence from your writings still amuses me. there are couple of writers in my little circle of trust that i adore so much. i consider you one of them. of course, that little circle of trust includes me (as in i adore myself ;p)

cheers,
haswar.

11:52 AM  
Blogger the one beneath your hair above your eyebrows said...

Thanks guys! Maybe both of you are the only two male species whom I can connect through written language. Good luck boys.

1:37 AM  
Blogger Unknown said...

you visited me several times. I will never understand how i never managed to find myself here before now. Silly, since i do return the kind visit. most of the time.

sincerest apologies.

now, on to the more important things,

Bono, i saw him in Melbourne when he said that. he's probably the only person who could say such things and not being silly at the same time.

you can have my GIjoes. Anytime really... mine are vintage, in pristine condition.

11:51 PM  

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