Nov 2017
we do not live in historical times -
there's a logic of time,
for sure, but this logic of time
does not essentially levitate to
a stand-still of fact making history -
i personally do not believe that i live
in historical times,
i live in times of regurgitation -
maybe that's due to the fact
that i am a contemporary of these
times, but it must also encompass
the events in the given space-time
area of interest that i allocate with
my mortality...
it is almost strange to live
through a history, without having
an impetus to engage with it,
and this non-engagement is not
cowardice, rather:
lack of interest or lack of
engagement-intuitiveness...
the stage is ready,
but the actor is missing,
simply because the missing actor,
cannot recognise the said stage,
as being a stage!
the stage is merely a prop!
what's most bewildering
is the shock-value of western nations
finding central europeans
having a collective identity,
why, may i ask, is the nationalism
of poland so abhorrent
to western nations, requiring
journalists to use up the neo-****
gravitas?
of all nations,
of all peoples, the only nationalism
that makes senses is that of israelis
and poles...
how about your nation takes
an interlude in the chasm of non-existence?
how about your ethno-state takes
a holiday?
100+ years, ~2000 years,
what does it matter, right?
this nationalism is not ultra-/far-right
when you think about:
the right of identifying the nation
and the loss of an individual...
once upon a time
communism reflected the collectivism
of every man owning a hammer...
translate that communism into
nationalistic collectivism and the hammer
is replaced with homogeneity of genes...
that's neo-****? argument coming
from post-imperial un-imperial states
unable to make the national cut...
this sort of journalism
stems from an insecurity...
this argument comes from an
insecurity of: well, pretty hard to be
a nation in a post-imperial / post-colonial
era...
no wonder...
the poles didn't have a nation for over 100 years...
you won't have a nation in the next 100.
it's not a question of whether i support them,
it's just the body count...
in exile you get all
defensive about your common ****
of compatriots,
once we called them comrades,
now they're compatriots.
why is the sudden "surprise"?
a nation that roam the earth
like an ******* cup of *****
doesn't require individual thinking,
individual think is a precursor of
a schizoid condition...
the tearing and shredding of
a chaotic vector, it's the sort
of geography you hear on the moon,
the copernican question on the moon
begins with: where's east? where's west?
where's north? where's south?
quasi-verbatim heidegger:
modernity lacks all sense of a question -
or a desire for a questioning narrative -
modernity is focused upon either
fact (masculine) or opinion (feminine) -
women have overly established
themselves as opinion curators -
men hold the "sway" on facts...
we live in a "modernity"
that has no quest for a question,
we live in times of:
only answers, and answers alone;
hardly erratic, more:
perverted by
supposedly never being wrong.
but what is being tempted by
un-historiological times?
perhaps, actual history?
once upon a time history was
managed by either day, month, or year...
now it's monitored by the minute...
time itself became time per se,
while history became space -
even though history delves in the study of
future-hindsight-past,
history is no longer a study of time,
it's a study of space,
pockets of time, lost, dislodged from
the curriculum of chronology.
a written history levitates upon
a time-frame of expecting delayed-repercussions,
modern history, current history
has repercussions, although without
a delay...
hence the shortening
of a time-"frame" -
something truly horrific happened when
we became globally networked,
sharing a single space, with interworkings
of dislodged pockets of time
congregating into a single space...
the english with their 1066...
the poles & lithuanians with their 1569...
the americans with their 1787... etc.
then again, i stick to my guns...
there's either a man that gives advice,
or a man that gives facts...
well... maxims...
most notably my
maxim above maxims,,
my categorical imperative is not my own,
it belongs to alexander dumas'
character athos from the three musketeers,
solum optimum consulium, est dare consulium non;
i admit, my latin is not
on par with the pope...
should be, given that i went to
an irish catholic school in seven kings...
translated the only good advice? is to not give
advice.
apologies for the scruffy latin...
oh, right, in a quasi post scriptum:
there's no greater currency than
giving your attention...
the pop videos get pennies...
sure, a lot of onlookers...
but how many are, absorbed?
there is no greater currency
than attention...
a filled attention span is
a full transaction...
goldfish drop pennies worth of scales
into a bowl of goldschläger.
there's a logic of time,
for sure, but this logic of time
does not essentially levitate to
a stand-still of fact making history -
i personally do not believe that i live
in historical times,
i live in times of regurgitation -
maybe that's due to the fact
that i am a contemporary of these
times, but it must also encompass
the events in the given space-time
area of interest that i allocate with
my mortality...
it is almost strange to live
through a history, without having
an impetus to engage with it,
and this non-engagement is not
cowardice, rather:
lack of interest or lack of
engagement-intuitiveness...
the stage is ready,
but the actor is missing,
simply because the missing actor,
cannot recognise the said stage,
as being a stage!
the stage is merely a prop!
what's most bewildering
is the shock-value of western nations
finding central europeans
having a collective identity,
why, may i ask, is the nationalism
of poland so abhorrent
to western nations, requiring
journalists to use up the neo-****
gravitas?
of all nations,
of all peoples, the only nationalism
that makes senses is that of israelis
and poles...
how about your nation takes
an interlude in the chasm of non-existence?
how about your ethno-state takes
a holiday?
100+ years, ~2000 years,
what does it matter, right?
this nationalism is not ultra-/far-right
when you think about:
the right of identifying the nation
and the loss of an individual...
once upon a time
communism reflected the collectivism
of every man owning a hammer...
translate that communism into
nationalistic collectivism and the hammer
is replaced with homogeneity of genes...
that's neo-****? argument coming
from post-imperial un-imperial states
unable to make the national cut...
this sort of journalism
stems from an insecurity...
this argument comes from an
insecurity of: well, pretty hard to be
a nation in a post-imperial / post-colonial
era...
no wonder...
the poles didn't have a nation for over 100 years...
you won't have a nation in the next 100.
it's not a question of whether i support them,
it's just the body count...
in exile you get all
defensive about your common ****
of compatriots,
once we called them comrades,
now they're compatriots.
why is the sudden "surprise"?
a nation that roam the earth
like an ******* cup of *****
doesn't require individual thinking,
individual think is a precursor of
a schizoid condition...
the tearing and shredding of
a chaotic vector, it's the sort
of geography you hear on the moon,
the copernican question on the moon
begins with: where's east? where's west?
where's north? where's south?
quasi-verbatim heidegger:
modernity lacks all sense of a question -
or a desire for a questioning narrative -
modernity is focused upon either
fact (masculine) or opinion (feminine) -
women have overly established
themselves as opinion curators -
men hold the "sway" on facts...
we live in a "modernity"
that has no quest for a question,
we live in times of:
only answers, and answers alone;
hardly erratic, more:
perverted by
supposedly never being wrong.
but what is being tempted by
un-historiological times?
perhaps, actual history?
once upon a time history was
managed by either day, month, or year...
now it's monitored by the minute...
time itself became time per se,
while history became space -
even though history delves in the study of
future-hindsight-past,
history is no longer a study of time,
it's a study of space,
pockets of time, lost, dislodged from
the curriculum of chronology.
a written history levitates upon
a time-frame of expecting delayed-repercussions,
modern history, current history
has repercussions, although without
a delay...
hence the shortening
of a time-"frame" -
something truly horrific happened when
we became globally networked,
sharing a single space, with interworkings
of dislodged pockets of time
congregating into a single space...
the english with their 1066...
the poles & lithuanians with their 1569...
the americans with their 1787... etc.
then again, i stick to my guns...
there's either a man that gives advice,
or a man that gives facts...
well... maxims...
most notably my
maxim above maxims,,
my categorical imperative is not my own,
it belongs to alexander dumas'
character athos from the three musketeers,
solum optimum consulium, est dare consulium non;
i admit, my latin is not
on par with the pope...
should be, given that i went to
an irish catholic school in seven kings...
translated the only good advice? is to not give
advice.
apologies for the scruffy latin...
oh, right, in a quasi post scriptum:
there's no greater currency than
giving your attention...
the pop videos get pennies...
sure, a lot of onlookers...
but how many are, absorbed?
there is no greater currency
than attention...
a filled attention span is
a full transaction...
goldfish drop pennies worth of scales
into a bowl of goldschläger.
