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Sunday 21 August 2011

It's All In the Reading My Dear

Ever read something, something that somehow connected with you so profoundly. You know exactly why because it reached out and smacked you over the face and told you that you were wrong, maybe not you personally, but someone wrote something angry and it challenged everything you thought. This poem is a response to that spontaneous sinking heart and the way it circles eerily close to a dark drain.


The water that boils in my blood
Never fails to eat away
The distance between me and
Crowds of people
People who try to drown me
Drown me inside their heads
And their thoughts
Swirling dark deep into drains
I cannot fathom
Down swirling dark
Swirling around deeper
And I’m drowning in the distance
And the present is eating
Into my blood
trying to touch me trying to connect the lines
And You will fail
And Im alone now in the dark
And the sound is numbing
And the sound of your bitter words
Has finally broken me.

Tuesday 16 August 2011

Heidegger, All you Lost Souls & Some Musings on Philosophy and Writing

Good day all,

Yesterday I couldn't help reflecting back on Mr Heidegger, he was a big German Philosopher. Generally, he has two periods of philosophical thought one pre-WWII and the second post WWII. He went from being a Nazi supporter to being someone unable to deal (in a lot of ways) with that support. As a result his latter writings were significantly different.

 Now I am no expert and I'm doing all of this from memory, but basically I want to get at this guys main point. According to one of my Uni teacher's no-one has really done anything new since Heidegger, they have expanded on what he wrote, but no one has written exactly what he posed. Now for me philosophy and poetry are strangely intertwined and that subject I did Culture and Poetics was just that the marriage of poetry and philosophy. Both forms of expression have one very important thing in common, they are really putting language through its paces. Nowhere are the bounds of language confronted, expanded and defined as in poetry and philosophy.

Heideggers philosophy can probably be applied to society as a whole, but in a lot of ways he was talking about language. The sad thing I've only read translations of his work, so that in itself poses another problem. Am I reading Heidegger or simply some English dude's understanding of him. That's the problem of philosophy, language is so limited when we start to scrutinise incredibly simple concepts such as "being" that what happens is that usually philosophers spin pages upon pages of metaphors the readers way and the explanantions get longer trying to compensate for the lack of words that exist to describe their own thoughts. It is really quite fascinating! And anyone, bored...by this stuff need not read on, but I can't help but marvel at what others have achieved. In any case, the fact that philosophy is so long winded, means there are an inumerable amount of ways to understand it, lets compare this with the plain writing of the legal world (yes, I am part lawyer...) where writing is all about clarity of meaning and simplification.

But this is my understanding of Heidegger. It is a naive and overly simplistic one (most definately), but it ties in nicely with a poem I wrote a day or so ago called Knowing and that I posted just before this, then there is All You Lost Souls. Now that was an interesting train wreck. The most embarassing thing about that poem, is I sent it to a law firm apparently looking for someone outside the box. They got it! It was pretty weird and outside the box and negative. It's a confused sort of poem, I played around with it, but basically it is a poem attacking self-help culture. Knowing on the other hand is a little more general, when I wrote it I'd just read surprisingly something very positive. I'd been reading something about bullying, but I couldn't get over how all of the principles were worded so neutrally and positively. I started to think how many Government documents I'd seen with these high and mighty principles, which are abstract to the point of being useless entirely. I googled some more and what did I find? What did I find? Something about parenting...yes now this is where Knowing was born. People were using statistics and scientific studies to explain solid parenting and I thought one thing only...only in 2011 would anyone think this is how to figure stuff out.

Now back to Heidegger what does this have to do with him? Well his theory was about what he described as Technology. Basically, if you've ever done Theory of Knowledge at school (TOK) or even if you haven't the easiest way to describe what Heidegger means by technology is that it is one way of knowing. It is in essence that empirical  ie we know by studying what we see, hear, feel, percieve and touch and then we collect data about our observations and reach conclusions. Blah blah blah...not just that though its a way of knowing, with a particular goal in mind. Its what I like to call and Heidegger too, how things are valued and known or even what is worth knowing?

His fear was that the technological way of knowing would overwhelm every other way of knowing. What does this mean? The end result...well we lose a bit of something. If all we value is to break the world down into categories and simplify it into a bunch of tested theories and principals, we lose something else. What is that something else? Well that was the other half of what Heidegger was articulating now I'll bring you back to the law/philosophy language difference. Lawyers write in a functional way, in a way that values clarity and the way of knowing increasingly prioritised by the western world and you know what that is absolutely perfect, for what law does. Philosophy however is a different way of knowing, It isn't testing theories there is something intuitive about it, sure there is observation but it is highly exploratory and you read the prose you'd see it.

The problem is as we prioritise one form of language, knowing or understanding we begin to devalue the other, Heidegger says if we continue we will reach a point of no return. I say the fact that we study our personal lives and increasingly, we are losing our own privacy and more and more personal facets of our lives are scrutinised tested and new theories of every day life are espoused from increasingly larger sets of data. Something is wrong with that...don't you think? Heidegger's solution although not really fully espoused was simple to locate the opposite. Art.

I would include poetry in this label and perhaps more so as Heidegger I would suggest was primarily talking about language (from my POV at least). So everyone that's basically a very simply intro to Heidegger and some more musings on language. So what do you think...do we prioritise one way of knowing or understanding too much? I think you along with most of the population don't really care...but somethings we do need to reevaluate what is important in life. I would say there's much more to existing than ticking a bunch of boxes...lets not even get started Mr Self-help. The point is Heidegger was on to something. There are things we can say in Art, whether it be poetry, fiction, Art and film that are not functional and do nothing to further our understanding of the world. Then what is their point! Well that's the point isn't it, not everything is trying to "Know" the world in the same way, sometimes it's okay simply to explore and ponder. Trust me I'd say everyone's happier moments are when they become explorers and wander around with absolutely no purpose or particular function in mind. Perhaps that is what Heidegger was getting at with his idea of "being" as well (I'll have to get back to you on that one...I don't really remember his book Being and Time).

And the clincher...so what Heidegger wrote all this stuff? Was it the PRE or POST. Well I know for a fact Heidegger became a recluse after the war, there's a very long winded doco we watched where you got to see the hut where he did alot of his later writing. Although my memory is failing me, I can't help but attribute Heidegger's somewhat cynical and dark musings on "Technology" and "Art" to be attributed to the darker phase of his life after WWII and his views changed (along with the fates of some of his friends no doubt). If anyone wants to make any corrections feel free.

Congrats to anyone still reading. I know not everyone finds this stuff as their cup of tea. I just hope that perhaps you have read this and might briefly ponder or explore your world today. You may be surprised what you find when you try to know the world in a new way.

Monday 15 August 2011

The Knowledge

I hate that we  live in an age
where everything is the
raw ingredients of knowledge
and anything can and shall
be studied

Knowing everyday we are not an
authority even
on the mundane aspects of our
everyday lives the
human soul

Shall be known it
Shall be infiltrated and it
Shall be destroyed

in our own hands
as we are watching


Thursday 11 August 2011

[dis] connected

These white spaces we
inhabit
between the lines of conscious communication

The white mist surrounding the headlines
that spell murder, doom
the promise of the words that will

fill our emptiness in the eternal void
of this online space

We  see with eyes that are not our own
Hear with ears that are their's and
also pictures, colours and words
distant lands are no longer exotic they
are ours and broadcast daily in our homes

Each night we lay down
and recharge in our pods

and when the morning comes with a new day
we are still too bored to care.

Tuesday 9 August 2011

Bodies Upon the Gears

Hello everyone,

So these few posts have all been about vulnerability so far, we will be taking a detour from that topic now. I was listening as I always do to my expansive itunes library. It helps me get through the tedium of work, writing etc. Anyway, I was listening to Linkin Park and I heard this amazing speech and thought I should write a post about it, after listening to "Wretches and Kings" for probably the 50th time now.

So naturally my next point of reference was my friend google. It took a moment or so before I found Mario Savio's speech on Wikipedia. I was discussing with my mother this morning, how lacking our current age is of truly motivating speech. It's funny how controlled our political figures are, the days of saying anything outside the box might be behind us. I mean my father was describing this software he sells and it scares me to think how monitored our lives are and how companies (the government included) are looking for new ways to improve productivity. Thus we use form speeches, we cut out all the unnecessary junk. We limit ourselves to the relevant...

What is lost in all of this? Well there's not much passion I can tell you trying to write to a bunch of criteria, which is probably why I failed writing at University and am now writing a blog of my own. But anyway, if anyone wants to share an awesome example of someone giving it to the man and delivering some truly inspiring words, feel free to post that speech there. Maybe we need some more creative speech writers, maybe that's the problem. In any case I give you Mario Savio's "Bodies Upon the Gears" speech.

Bodies Upon the Gears

There's a time when the operation of the machine becomes so odious
makes you so sick at heart
that you can't take part
You can't even passively take part
And you've got to put your bodies
upon the gears and upon the wheels
upon the levers
upon all the apparatus
and you've got to make it stop.
And you've got to indicate to the people who run it
to the people who own it
that unless you're free
the machine will be prevented from working at all.

Sproul Hall Steps, December 2, 1964

What is this all about? Well I looked up the full speech and I want to make a disclaimer that my research may be inexact, but essentially it's a bunch of University students demanding that their education be a free one, not constrained by the narrow mindedness of the managers of Berkley Uni.

The unbridled passion. Its a powerful metaphor, completely emotional and perhaps unfairly biased. But man does this speech make you feel something.






Vulnerability

Hey all,

I watched something last night and it isn't really the content so much I want to discuss, but the fact it touched me and it got me thinking. It came from an unusual source, I've been watching an internet v-logger, called the Nostalgia Chick, if you want to check it out and I recommend it. Highly. Just google Nostalgia Chick.

Anyway, what I wanted to say was this girl about half way through a typical sort of review she does, started pouring her heart out. There was no censorship and she wasn't trying to mask it with humour or anything. It was completely raw. To me that is what vulnerability is.

It got me thinking though, how afraid people are of vulnerability. I think we're all terrified to examine our darker feelings and our sadness. The tradition of Western society (or the one I know) is to keep these feeling inside. Now this isn't anything to do with having a positive outlook, no what I'm talking about is complete and unadulterated honesty. I don't know this girl...at all, and yet in that moment I felt touched. She was courageous enough to be vulnerable. I realised what that means and its trust. You can't be vulnerable without trust and ironically, although it is looked upon as weakness to respond emotionally to situations, perhaps it is simply more natural.

I encourage anyone reading this to let themselves be vulnerable. As scary as it is to give up and let go and be honest with yourself and others, people do respect it. I think we'd save a lot of time each day if we could just be straight with another.


Vulnerability

I am sitting in my chair
and for once I feel
so free
so free I could laugh
so free I can cry
so free I don't care what you think
about me because I am
so free at last

If you want to check out the video I've been talking about in this post the link is
http://thatguywiththeglasses.com/videolinks/team-nchick/nostalgia-chick/31957-tlc-and-the-90s

Death, Destruction, Vulnerability

I found myself looking into the riots going on in England at the moment. There's part of me that can't help, but feel so helpless about it all. It is scary and perhaps no one has given it much thought yet, but this is London. This is supposedly a place where people respect the rule of law.

Now people can say what they like, originally the riots started because of the shooting of Mark Duggan. And maybe that is how it started, but I feel there is something more disturbing happening here. I like to understand unusual behaviour and yet there is something scarily relatable about this violence and destruction. There is a strange beauty to the burning buildings, glowing in the night. I hate to admit those things, but at the same time  I in no way, condone what is happening for a moment, but is this the result of the frustrations of these youth. Have they nothing better to do than destroy London? To me this is the opposite of suicide. People say that depression is hatred-turned against self and anger is the opposite. Though they are connected, they're basically two ways of responding to the same problem: inner turmoil, disatisfaction with life.


 This is the manifestation of their rage. I wrote this poem trying to understand what was going on inside these people's minds as they tear up London. I came back to the same horrible thoughts, its gone beyond Mark Duggan. They know they can get away with burning the town and they are enjoying this attention and the thrill they get from rebelling against authority. Its a pretty disturbing time when the streets of London are set on fire and the Police seem completely ill-equipped. It makes you think about the artificiality of the law and how fragile it can be.

That's why amid this death and destruction, there is also vulnerability.

Death, Destruction, Vulnerability

Give into darkness brothers
Give into pain
Let's light the light
Let's light the flame

The amber glow in the night
will be our flag
We will show fury that
we shall never feel
it will be written on the sidewalk
and the blood if it comes to that

No more invisible
but burning crimson in the night
and the morning after
Let them see the flames
and our dark scars
Let them see the flames
that they have made inside of us

Use your pain and remember
this is your last chance to live
let our pain be born on our
flags of flame
let no one sleep until
their scars run as deep

so that finally they will see
so that finally they may find the spark
And join us forever cold in the dark


Check out this link for some truly horrific and frightening images of the London Riots.
http://www.boston.com/bigpicture/2011/08/london_riots.html