Thursday, June 21, 2007

quick listing

- gun sighting : 2 gov. issue ak-47s, one heckler&koch, one uzi
- one hand-held gas machine come true
- one abortive gov. office visit
- restricted to abdomen/diaphragm breathing
- impressive meals-dinner and rava-idli breakfast
- one scorpio sighting

Saturday, June 16, 2007

four and one and one

four walls a roof and a floor
a picket fence and door
four pots where flowers go
a wall of creepers and a green green bow
a beating heart and an island in the mist
yellow screwdrivers with the lemon twist

Thursday, June 14, 2007

junk un rhyme

dragging his flip-flops
the man walks
digging a dee
at the new-bie-tree
the locked monitor
is a little casserole
for the revolution brewing
at the old watering hole

Wednesday, June 13, 2007

tough times...

tough times never last, but timesheets are forever

Tuesday, June 12, 2007

puppets, space monkeys, cubicle dwellers

You just do your little job.
Pull a lever.
Push a button.
You don't really understand any of it.
Then you die

The life of a Space Monkey. How different are we. really ?

I hadn't read the Fight Club book until now.
I started reading it a couple of days ago. I haven't finished it yet.
I am clamped between surprise, awe and a healthy skepticism. Overlap
and interlock used to be the side-effects of my rambling stream of
consciousness.
Now they are all too real.
I wonder if the book echoes me, or whether I am now a programmed clone
repeating Tyler's words.

The book's got it all. The human condition. Dominion & the slavery
that follows. Mind-control .Social tools, civillization-hacking &
hijacking. Control culture.
King-making. Empire building. Home chemistry . Smart interesting
facts. Slivers of Buddhist references for the exotic touch. Arson,
violence, crime to keep you interested. Boring-as-death bosses and
eminently hate-able work to resonate with your reality.
Playing Ceasar and Age of Empires and reading Machiavelli is a waste
of time. Or maybe you should read the book first.When the pupil is
ready, the master will appear.

The movie complements the book, but is not enough to stand alone.
Subversively, the movie makes the viewer feel good like any decent
cult does, and hides the larger picture of the ubiquitous puppet
strings that tie us all to ourselves, as we know it. The movie cuts
the book out and puts the pieces in order, makes it simpler for the
simple mind.

Tyler replaces existing puppet strings with his own.

If a system were to invent a completely valid reason to be happy
within its own system of logic but this reason were invalid outside
the system, would the adherents of this system be rational or
irrational ? would the system be a cult ?

"You are the same decaying organic matter as everyone else, and we
are all part of the same compost pit"

When you get down to it, the Buddha didn't say anything pleasant or
exotic. What he said amounts to "Everything decays and dies", but the
mind can't handle this.
A human being is supposed to identify his/her abilities and weaknesses
and live accordingly. A space monkey will be programmed to do so
otherwise.
"Your suffering is our programming job. Thank you for your time and
have a nice day !!"

Is true love and affection reserved for babies only ?

"I am Ozymandias, king of kings" is a line from the book .

Friday, June 01, 2007

death by distraction

"The sound shivers through the walls, through the table, through the
window frame, and into my finger. These distraction-oholics. These
focus-ophobics. Old George Orwell got it backward. Big Brother isn't
watching. He's singing and dancing. He's pulling rabbits out of a hat.
Big Brother's busy holding your attention every moment you're awake.
He's making sure you're always distracted. He's making sure you're
fully absorbed. He's making sure your imagination withers. Until it's
as useful as your appendix. He's making sure your attention is always
filled. And this being fed, it's worse than being watched. With the
world always filling you, no one has to worry about what's in your
mind. With everyone's imagination atrophied, no one will ever be a
threat to the world."
- Chuck Palahniuk, _Lullaby_