Communicate...or not...
An ode to communication or no communication to communicate?
…Is there an image, there is a message?…is there an intention without an act to accompany it, is there a message?...there is no sound, there is a message?...is it tasteless, is there a message?...THERE IS ALWAYS A MESSAGE but the absence of a concrete definition of it makes it more vague, increases the variability of possible interpretations.
Suddenly the world is flooded by messages…internet, sms, news, sub-news, scroll bar news, magazines, newspapers, online-newspapers, being online, mms, cell-phones, telephones, faxes, emails, mails, bills, banks, behaviours, people, cultures, theory, practice, publicity, feelings, photographs, outdoors, choices, no-choices, expectations…
EXPLODE into the choice of paranoia…pseudo-constant-active-wellness-culturally interested and actualized-responsible professional, physically and psychologically unstoppable urban, with rural notions, human being. Were is the place for oneself in all of this?…What do we need to become fulfilled? Of course all of us need different things or demand them, but do we demand them from ourselves or from the idea that society gives us of what such a person should be? Of course I do not have the answer. But both seem to play a role in it, since we are part of our inner sphere but also from all that influences us from the outside (society)…
The spheres role…my sphere roles…but I look around and feel I see stereotype robots of society…walkthrough serial merchandising TV, www and publicity mechanical persons. I see them behave as they are everything except themselves. Am I becoming such a person too? PLEASE DON’T LET ME OR I’LL IMPLODE INTO MUTATING HYSTERIA.
Communicate with yourself and with the outer-self and be YOURSELF.
I.M.H. “I am sorry, but I need to ask” - Thom York sings on the album The Eraser
…Is there an image, there is a message?…is there an intention without an act to accompany it, is there a message?...there is no sound, there is a message?...is it tasteless, is there a message?...THERE IS ALWAYS A MESSAGE but the absence of a concrete definition of it makes it more vague, increases the variability of possible interpretations.
Suddenly the world is flooded by messages…internet, sms, news, sub-news, scroll bar news, magazines, newspapers, online-newspapers, being online, mms, cell-phones, telephones, faxes, emails, mails, bills, banks, behaviours, people, cultures, theory, practice, publicity, feelings, photographs, outdoors, choices, no-choices, expectations…
EXPLODE into the choice of paranoia…pseudo-constant-active-wellness-culturally interested and actualized-responsible professional, physically and psychologically unstoppable urban, with rural notions, human being. Were is the place for oneself in all of this?…What do we need to become fulfilled? Of course all of us need different things or demand them, but do we demand them from ourselves or from the idea that society gives us of what such a person should be? Of course I do not have the answer. But both seem to play a role in it, since we are part of our inner sphere but also from all that influences us from the outside (society)…
The spheres role…my sphere roles…but I look around and feel I see stereotype robots of society…walkthrough serial merchandising TV, www and publicity mechanical persons. I see them behave as they are everything except themselves. Am I becoming such a person too? PLEASE DON’T LET ME OR I’LL IMPLODE INTO MUTATING HYSTERIA.
Communicate with yourself and with the outer-self and be YOURSELF.
I.M.H. “I am sorry, but I need to ask” - Thom York sings on the album The Eraser
posted by Imploding Mutant Hysteria at 2:18 AM
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