Wow. I've watched "Alpha Dog" with Justin Timberlake yesterday and I have a feeling that I'm getting dumber with time. The longer I stay in UW, disconnected from philosophically and artistically intellectual world, stuffing my brains with methodologies, frameworks and other tech stuff, the more my mind turns solid, gets covered up with a hard crispy core and won't let anything through except by means of brutal hardcore studying intrusion.
I came out of a movie - I admit, I've cried a bit but I won't tell you why to avoid spoilers to those who actually WANT to watch this movie - and my head was empty. Usually movies with such heavy content (violence, inner workings of criminal world and human soul) would make me think about stuff. Or perhaps it would make me ponder on the underlying messages the director attempted to convey to the audience. Not this time - nothing at all. Nada.
So is it me getting dumber, more robust and ignorant to the world, becoming cold-blooded bitch, or is it just that the movies nowadays are just so... empty. You literally walk out of the theatre feeling empty. Or maybe it's just me?
I'm confused as hell. I need to figure things out. Starting from when the hell our exams end - I need to start planning my Ukraine trip. Anyone in for a little cultural refreshment this August?
Monday, January 29, 2007
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Wednesday, January 17, 2007
Conceptual Age of Daniel H. Pink
“In the Conceptual Age, we will need to complement our L-Directed [Left-Brain Directed] Reasoning by mastering six essential R-Directed [Right-Brain Directed] aptitudes. Together these six high-concept, high-touch senses can help develop the whole new mind for this new era demands.
1. Not just function but also DESIGN
2. Not just argument but also STORY
3. Not just focus but also SYMPHONY
4. Not just logic but also EMPATHY
5. Not just seriousness but also PLAY
6. Not just accumulation but also MEANING
… Anyone can master the six Conceptual Age senses. But those who master them first will have a huge advantage.”
- Daniel H. Pink
Excerpt from
Pink, D. H. (2005) A Whole New Mind: Moving from the Information Age to the Conceptual Age. New York: Riverhead Books (pp 65-67).
Monday, January 15, 2007
Resolutions of the 21st year of life
Well, well... Goya is right - we are always followed by evil demons that will make us pay for the happiness, however short, we experience.
I have met New Years sitting on a couch in front of TV in pajamas and with a glass of wine in my hand. I was watching the show downtown as they've counted down the last moments of year 2006. I have counted with the crowd, slowly shouting the moments left of the year in my mind. Once the countdown reached zero and the crowd went ecstatic from all the joy, happiness, fireworks, smiling faces under the winter rain (yeah!) I couldn't help but to let go that huge blob of happiness, mixed with pain, sorrow, joy and a dozen more emotions and break into tears. Those were true tears of joy that finally my life is back to where I wanted it to be - on track towards success, joy, laughter, wine and other pleasant things.
Little I knew how shockingly soon I will be paying for those painfully pleasant tears! I am talking about the most recent Saturday night of my life. I look back at it and a ripple of goosebumps runs at the back of my neck.
No, I am not sorry for what happened. I was drunk and surrounded by a bunch of people who were not yet my friends however they were close enough so that I didn't have to have my guard up. Have I been among solemnly the people I have in person invited, I highly doubt anything like that would happen. But it did.
However, I am terrified. I am angry at myself for letting myself become who I am now. Tell me this 5 years ago and I would not believe that I am the same person. It seems that it is almost too late to do anything about this, however I cannot idly sit and watch myself like this. On the other hand, unfortunately the situation has gone far enough and requires tremendous effort on my part. I need to work hard and keep my goals clear. Self criticism is strictly enforced and any outside comments are strongly encouraged.
And now something that's been needed to be done a long time ago. As my New Year's resolution, I am adding No more tequila as another one to the few on my list. From now on no shot that I consume will be tequila or have anything to do with tequila. Of all things I've had so far in my life, I have the worst experiences (note the plural state!) because of this vile drink.
And last but not least, I need some alone time. All this trumpery is because it's been only one day since the dreaded party and I'll feel better about this as time goes by and separates today from that awful event.
I have met New Years sitting on a couch in front of TV in pajamas and with a glass of wine in my hand. I was watching the show downtown as they've counted down the last moments of year 2006. I have counted with the crowd, slowly shouting the moments left of the year in my mind. Once the countdown reached zero and the crowd went ecstatic from all the joy, happiness, fireworks, smiling faces under the winter rain (yeah!) I couldn't help but to let go that huge blob of happiness, mixed with pain, sorrow, joy and a dozen more emotions and break into tears. Those were true tears of joy that finally my life is back to where I wanted it to be - on track towards success, joy, laughter, wine and other pleasant things.
Little I knew how shockingly soon I will be paying for those painfully pleasant tears! I am talking about the most recent Saturday night of my life. I look back at it and a ripple of goosebumps runs at the back of my neck.
No, I am not sorry for what happened. I was drunk and surrounded by a bunch of people who were not yet my friends however they were close enough so that I didn't have to have my guard up. Have I been among solemnly the people I have in person invited, I highly doubt anything like that would happen. But it did.
However, I am terrified. I am angry at myself for letting myself become who I am now. Tell me this 5 years ago and I would not believe that I am the same person. It seems that it is almost too late to do anything about this, however I cannot idly sit and watch myself like this. On the other hand, unfortunately the situation has gone far enough and requires tremendous effort on my part. I need to work hard and keep my goals clear. Self criticism is strictly enforced and any outside comments are strongly encouraged.
And now something that's been needed to be done a long time ago. As my New Year's resolution, I am adding No more tequila as another one to the few on my list. From now on no shot that I consume will be tequila or have anything to do with tequila. Of all things I've had so far in my life, I have the worst experiences (note the plural state!) because of this vile drink.
And last but not least, I need some alone time. All this trumpery is because it's been only one day since the dreaded party and I'll feel better about this as time goes by and separates today from that awful event.
Wednesday, January 10, 2007
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