Archive for December, 2007

Suspicions

December 31, 2007

My suspicions are confirmed finally, ‘butterflies in the middle of your stomach are normal’

Will…explain later…

 

Off to a heavy metal nightclub to spend new years….its gonna be awesome! Its called Burn, and I really like the music and the people that are there. So long for now…

…and see you next year.

(Sounds weird doesn’t it.)

 

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Early Morning Screech

December 31, 2007

There’s nothing like being woken up in the morning by a high pitched squeal, flooding out the mouth of a five year-old. To make a long story short…its my next door neighbors’ kid, Jordon. She’s around my half sister’s age, and this morning came bellowing at the door want to play with her.

The only problem was the time of day, which was too early for my liking. I had got to bed last night at around one o’clock…and this episode happened at around about 6:30 AM. It wasn’t much fun to have my head left ringing in the early hours of the morning. She’s got a loud speaker of a voice, and to make matters worse my room, just happens to be near the front door.

Oh well…there’s always another day, where hopefully I’ll be able to sleep in peace…at least get to sleep a lot earlier.

 

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The History of a not-so-interesting place

December 30, 2007

 

I thought I’d rant on about education for a while. I really disagree with the way education’s been handled in South Africa. I think its similar in other places, but I specifically referring to the mindset where you have to focus your mind on a specific task, in an allocated amount of time. You’re only allowed a certain amount of time for (let’s say) Geography. You might feel like an extra 30 or 60 minutes of it…but school says that the way its gonna be, so you grudgingly comply.

I can clearly remember my Math lessons dragging its heels. For some reason, we always seemed to have it early in the morning…of right at the end of the day. These are two very inconvenient time periods, the latter means you’re at the end of your tether and zoning out when and wherever you get the chance. The former, is when the teenage brain is still trying to recover from the early rise, and trek to the classroom. Math was far too logical for that time if day.

Going back to the education system…I think we can’t expect kids to concentrate of a particular subject…for say an hour…and then all of a sudden snap naturally into a new subject. And yes I know that a lot of us bitch an moan about school, and then at the end of the day…it really was that bad. Think about it, what a waste of time. Not many people tell you this, but school was initially invented during the Industrial Revolution which meant that while all the mummies and daddies were at the factories…the kids were kept out of trouble and sent to school.

 

 

 

 

Get a picture of Oliver Twist in your head…and you’re half way there. So all the Mums and Dads did all the earning of money, and the children were cruelly sent to school to suffer and die. Getting an education in itself is not a bad idea. But put it alongside with a shitload of other stuff, like peer pressure, bullying, unfair competition, herd-mentality and that is a nasty mix.

I don’t know about you, but I’d rather be crawling down mines, and sold as child labor…than suffer the harsh social conditions offered at school. Back in the day there really wasn’t much choice. Think of poor Oliver who was an orphan to make matters worse. So he started off in an orphanage and chose a life of crime, since he saw that as a better option, at the time…but was it? The living conditions were marginally better, and only major pull factor would be that Thieves have nice stuff (i.e. that items that they steal). If you’re skilled in the art of pick-pocketing you can have better food to eat, and become wealthy.

So this is how I see it…on the one end you can face the horrible conditions school has to offer. Or get recruited in the Industrial side of this and put your body through a lot of strain for not a helluva lot of money. Stealing clearly became attractive. Theft is still a problem, when there is a massive lower-class left to rot, and watch the successful and growing upper-class…its tough. To make matters worse, nowadays the gap between the very rich and poor is growing wider, so the contrast is that even harsher.

 

The Two Big Questions left to my generation (Generation Y to be exact)…

    à What the hell do we do with all this Mess?

    à Can we help the future generations survive this?

Don’t even consider Al Gore and climate change for the mean time (that can really go on forever.)

 

 

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Open up

December 26, 2007

I can see tubes hurt you

Pain bleach you

a clear sense of who you are marred the stone age contempt

now vanishing from your crippled lips.

I think I like what I see

I like the strong thrumming of your heart

When we lay blanketed in the bone silence

It was the other night

That you said the frost in the morning

Caught your eye,

It dripped, clear tears, that ran over the

The murk and sludge of

Christmas

I like your sense of things that

Trigger behind your eyes catching the unspoken

In a crackling snapshot,

Into the dark dense ringlets,

Of blanket and fog.

At night you’re relaxed,

Almost more alive, when your head

Melts into my chest, your whisper pours

through the room like a cat.

I have never forgot you, or your

plain faces. Your mornings then

lifted you lightly, telling you to

pick the plums.

When you are gone and the telephone restlessly

ticks, the newspaper lies buried under

your brushes…

I go to the bed, lie there, with the noise

Inside of me,

The room is full of you, the cemented scents,

And the bed that buried your boredom. I cannot

Hear your crying

Just watch the crumbs.

* * *

I listen to your words left

behind

seeping through

the duvet.

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What’s the point of getting festive?

December 26, 2007

Now that it’s the end of the year…it’s a junction point. People’s stress levels increase, and getting everything ‘planned’ for these Christmas holidays get everyone caught. Plus you might even have to face family and guests you wouldn’t normally, but since there’s a sense of global etiquette you feel obliged.

Festivity

So what’s the point of getting festive?

Is there a logical reasoning behind the myth of Father Christmas who brings presents to all the good children?

Should we be making an effort to get things to work at the end of this year, even when everything might feel like its collapsing?

* * *

I don’t think there’s anything wrong with festivity quite honestly (provided they take Christmas carols out of shopping malls). If there’s an excuse for people to get together and become more united, well…why not? No one hates getting a Christmas present, whether you’re four or forty years old. Everyone still gets a tingle in their eyes, when they’re about to get a gift. It’s a warming thought knowing that someone was out there thinking about you (even if it was a last minute idea.) There’s nothing wrong with bring people together, assuming it’s done with well-meaning intentions.

Father Christmas is not real. All intelligent adults know of good old St. Nicholas who started this. Although the pot-bellied, fun-loving grandfather figure that lives in the North Pole with childlike elves…is not real. I think Father Christmas was created purely for the children, and to provide backing to the festive-ness that surrounds this period. Its mighty tempting to rant and rave about how over-rated he is, but he does bring meaning to all the half pints, eager for a new toy.

Lastly…is there really a point to any of this? Yeah I think so. Christmas may be stressful, or at least the events leading up to it…but I think people create stressful events. Look everyone has shit happen to them at some point, but there’s know point in letting it get the better of you this time of year. To tell the truth, I cried my eyes out on New Years Eve because I was experiencing some anxiety, relating issues that had happened through out the year. So enjoy this time of year while it lasts, it’s not for long…but it’s a time when we can put our feet back. So if things do feel a little cloudy and uncertain, it’s probably for a legitimate reason, but don’t feel like there’s no hope left.

Its just not worth it J

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Beautiful Contribution

December 14, 2007

The following was a contribution that I made to Wikipedia a while ago…but sadly was deleted. I’m reposting this one because I’m adding a picture with it to make it stand out more ;)

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Cinematography

Perfume: The Story of a Murderer is visually powerful. It makes the viewers eyes ’smell’ the film. The contrast between the wealthy and the poor is another indication of color, which is the medium with which the theme of scent is used. One can see that the colour ‘builds’ starting off small and rising to a crescendo in the orgy scene a few minutes before the Grenouille’s final performance (i.e. sacrificing himself to the peasants).

The rich colors are associated with wealth, while the more bland ones are associated with peasants and Genouille’s genesis. This society is one bound by class. The hierarchy is clearly seen and a further division (i.e. perfume) makes the line between rich and poor even more distinct. The initial sensuous image and scent that Grenouille experiences would be that of the young woman slicing plums. This is also happens to be his first murder victim. This kind of color in a murky street startles the viewer.

The film Girl with a Pearl Earring directed by Peter Webber, is an competitor in terms of excellent cinematography. Although the latter does not include and use the lower class in such a graphic sense. The themes are very different, but the in terms of powerful images they are evenly matched. Webber’s film uses colour that is slightly more ‘washed out’ and neutral, whereas Perfume: The Story of a Murderer uses wealthy, rich colors.

Overall the effect is a lasting one. Perfume: The Story of a Murderer follows the atmosphere of the book by Patrick Süskind, and this is also due to a skilled cast.

FPS RPG FTW

December 14, 2007

This is an article that I thought of submitting to a gaming magazine but never got round to…

 

 

Gaming has nostalgia attached to it. A seasoned gamer will tell you this. I found out by going back and playing the absorbing Diablo 2, frustrating Baldur’s Gate, and the nail-biting Half Life.

 

Now two questions are thrown at me. One is why am I mentioning old games and two, why am I being stupid by mentioning an FPS alongside RPG’s. Well stepping across genres is like stepping across moods. We will stick with one genre for a particular reason, like to improve accuracy, or mold a story, to enjoy the physics, and it continues. So throwing together an RPG and FPS might make some Warcraft groupies cringe. You could see a whole lot of pure FPS gamers write off the current GTA’s as Gangster-junk with a chaotic storyline. It makes you wonder if the gaming world can satisfy the Purists.

 

So this is exactly what I’m thinking (holding San Andreas in one hand and Half Life 2 in the other). Can we make a game that’s ‘light and fun’?

 

I confess all games are absorbing, so can we come up with a game that mixes genres (a bit like GTA) that doesn’t drain all of our thinking energy. The legendary GTA does unfortunately lean more towards the FPS side of things. Searching for an alternative I think of Oblivion but this one leans in the opposite direction (RPG based).

 

On the whole RPG’s take more time and are Fantasy/Science Fiction-based. So my 10 minutes of intense fun in Counter Strike Source, would be converted into an hour on Titan Quest Immortal Throne.

 

Now to clear up the questions, I confess that I’m definitely a fan of the GTA series, although the American theme is getting tiring even by changing the location. I also love RPG’s. Although I’m keen to see a mixture that will keep game play ‘light and fun’.

 

I am being idealistic, but I’m also skeptical of some RPG’s. So personally if I were to choose…you can give me a FPS any day!

 

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Unrequited Love

December 14, 2007

 

One of my favorite ones…these guys are brilliant!

 

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Crucify

December 14, 2007

 

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Concentration Camps

December 14, 2007