Tuesday, June 8, 2010
pretzel people
The issue with communication these days is that it misses things like tone, expression, various body language directives, as well as a host of other cognitive things we pick up as we interact directly with people. It is almost as if we have become avatars of ourselves in a world that is geared toward packaging no different than a bag of pretzels. We have become the independant, stand alone, individually wrapped representative of a self through the form of a pretty, packaged, pretzel. LLc 98.2
Wednesday, June 2, 2010
the ride
I was having a long day yesterday. I was feeling really bad and selfish about things. My whole frame was tilted just enough for me to feel like my head was going to pop. These things were true until I saw a man walking into the bank. He walked like a pretzel and had what seemed to be some form of multiple sclerosis. It is weird but I feel sometimes that there are waves of communication coming through me somehow. These communications may be imagined, they may even be leaning toward some form of psychosis. Needless to say, I suppose if one looks for these types of connections one could find them. However, these connections for me feel as though they have bulk, some sort of context within the greater scheme. Things can be strange indeed at times,but the ride is no less interesting because of it. LLc 98.2
Monday, May 24, 2010
Sunday, May 23, 2010
two and three
The Secondary Life is not something that comes over time through experience. It is not something we get from reading a good book; that requires an investment in time and energy. No, The Secondary Life is based in mult-media transmissions. Through television, movies, and the internet we find our minds traveling off to the ficticious distance. The immediacy of media influence does much more than entertain us and influence us to buy things. It takes us to the place where we walk among the stars in situations they portray. We make comparisons to the fiction and feel either better or worse as a result. Some of us prefer to feel worse than others dictated by the kinds of programming they prefer. In time, this type of preference overrides the primary life that is based in reality. LLc 98.2
Thursday, May 20, 2010
Friday, May 7, 2010
the range
The Range
It is early morning and sunshine is in the forecast. I have nothing going on today except a long practice session on the range. I do not have to talk with anyone, I only need to stand there and swing the club and let the sun beat down on me. The only sounds I want to hear are the crispy shots that are whizzing off my clubface one after the other. Those sounds, the way it feels, is much better than anything else I can think of. LLc 98.2
It is early morning and sunshine is in the forecast. I have nothing going on today except a long practice session on the range. I do not have to talk with anyone, I only need to stand there and swing the club and let the sun beat down on me. The only sounds I want to hear are the crispy shots that are whizzing off my clubface one after the other. Those sounds, the way it feels, is much better than anything else I can think of. LLc 98.2
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