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Mon, Sep. 7th, 2009, 05:55 am
"Love is Evil!" - Slavoj Zizek



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There is nothing, basically, I mean it quite literally, but then how to things emerge? Here I feel a kind of spontaneous affinity with quantum physics where you know the idea out there is that the universe is a void, but a kind of positively charged void. And then, particular things appear when the balance of the void is disturbed. And I like this idea of spontaneity very much, the fact thats its all just nothing, things are out there, it means something went terribly wrong, that what we call creation is a kind of cosmic imbalance, cosmic catastrophe that things exist by mistake, and I'm even ready to go to the end and to claim that the only way to counteract this is to assume the mistake ,and go to the end and we have a name for this its called love. Isn't love precisely this kind of a cosmic balance? I was always disgusted with this notion of "I love the world, universal love", I don't like the world, I don't know, I basically, I'm somewhere in between "I hate the world" or "I'm indifferent towards it", but the whole of reality is just it, its stupid it is out there i don't care about it, love for me is an extremely violent act, love is not "I love you" at all. love means I pick out something, and its again this structure of imbalance. even if this something is just a small detail, a fragile individual person, I say I love you more than anything else. In this quite formal sense, love is evil!

Sun, Sep. 6th, 2009, 11:49 pm
"Love is Evil!" - Slavoj Zizek (haha! I knew it! :-D Errr not really)

Q&A

Slavoj Zizek, professor and writer

Slavoj Zizek. Photograph: Mykel Nicolaou/Rex

Slavoj Zizek, 59, was born in Ljubljana, Slovenia. He is a professor at the European Graduate School, international director of the Birkbeck Institute for Humanities in London and a senior researcher at the University of Ljubljana's institute of sociology. He has written more than 30 books on subjects as diverse as Hitchcock, Lenin and 9/11, and also presented the TV series The Pervert's Guide To Cinema.

When were you happiest?

A few times when I looked forward to a happy moment or remembered it - never when it was happening.

What is your greatest fear?

To awaken after death - that's why I want to be burned immediately.

What is your earliest memory?

My mother naked. Disgusting.

Which living person do you most admire, and why?

Jean-Bertrand Aristide, the twice-deposed president of Haiti. He is a model of what can be done for the people even in a desperate situation.

What is the trait you most deplore in yourself?

Indifference to the plights of others.

What is the trait you most deplore in others?

Their sleazy readiness to offer me help when I don't need or want it.

What was your most embarrassing moment?

Standing naked in front of a woman before making love.

Aside from a property, what's the most expensive thing you've bought?

The new German edition of the collected works of Hegel.

What is your most treasured possession?

See the previous answer.

What makes you depressed?

Seeing stupid people happy.

What do you most dislike about your appearance?

That it makes me appear the way I really am.

What is your most unappealing habit?

The ridiculously excessive tics of my hands while I talk.

What would be your fancy dress costume of choice?

A mask of myself on my face, so people would think I am not myself but someone pretending to be me.

What is your guiltiest pleasure?

Watching embarrassingly pathetic movies such as The Sound Of Music.

What do you owe your parents?

Nothing, I hope. I didn't spend a minute bemoaning their death.

To whom would you most like to say sorry, and why?

To my sons, for not being a good enough father.

What does love feel like?

Like a great misfortune, a monstrous parasite, a permanent state of emergency that ruins all small pleasures.

What or who is the love of your life?

Philosophy. I secretly think reality exists so we can speculate about it.

What is your favourite smell?

Nature in decay, like rotten trees.

Have you ever said 'I love you' and not meant it?

All the time. When I really love someone, I can only show it by making aggressive and bad-taste remarks.

Which living person do you most despise, and why?

Medical doctors who assist torturers.

What is the worst job you've done?

Teaching. I hate students, they are (as all people) mostly stupid and boring.

What has been your biggest disappointment?

What Alain Badiou calls the 'obscure disaster' of the 20th century: the catastrophic failure of communism.

If you could edit your past, what would you change?

My birth. I agree with Sophocles: the greatest luck is not to have been born - but, as the joke goes on, very few people succeed in it.

If you could go back in time, where would you go?

To Germany in the early 19th century, to follow a university course by Hegel.

How do you relax?

Listening again and again to Wagner.

How often do you have sex?

It depends what one means by sex. If it's the usual masturbation with a living partner, I try not to have it at all.

What is the closest you've come to death?

When I had a mild heart attack. I started to hate my body: it refused to do its duty to serve me blindly.

What single thing would improve the quality of your life?

To avoid senility.

What do you consider your greatest achievement?

The chapters where I develop what I think is a good interpretation of Hegel.

What is the most important lesson life has taught you?

That life is a stupid, meaningless thing that has nothing to teach you.

Tell us a secret.

Communism will win.

 

is it possible not to love Zizek? :-D

 

 

 

Wed, Aug. 26th, 2009, 02:10 pm
ŽiŽek copy on Bruce Weber photos in a catalog for Abercrombie & Fitch

“Back to School”

by Slavoj Zizek


Thus means: Forget the stupid spontaneous pleasures of summer sports, of
reading books, watching movies and listening to music. Pull yourself
together and learn sex.

As we know already from Daphnis and Chloe, the late antiquity novel, there
is nothing spontaneous about sex: One has to learn it, one has to be
introduced to it.

The naked couple without a spectacled teacher would be reduced to two clumsy
ignorants unable to perform the act.

A melancholic nostalgia for the good old Victorian days, when it was still a
terrifying transgression if a music teacher seduced the daughter of the
family

The only successful sexual relationship occurs when the fantasies of the two
partners overlap. If the man fantasizes that making love is like riding a
bike

And the woman wants to be penetrated by a stud, then what truly goes on
while they make love is that a horse is riding a bike 26with a fantasy like
that, who needs a personality?

There can be no friendship between twins: they are too close, so the only
way for each of them to maintain his identity is to liquidate the other. A
friend has to be outside my reach, beyond my grasp. And there can be no
friendship with someone whom I am not ready to betray: A friend is someone I
can betray with love.

A woman intermittently kissing two men: Does this constellation not merely
explicate the fact that, while a man cheats his feminine partner with
another real woman, a woman can cheat a man even if she makes love only with
him, since her pleasure is never fully contained in enjoying him?

The object of desire is hidden behind the thigh but the true cause of desire
is the tattooed cross on the arm. Is it not clear that we really make love
with signs, not with bodies? This is why one has to go to school to learn
sex.

Is the naked couple a stain disturbing the classical beauty, or does it
stand for the authentic bodily reality unmasking the fake of the kitsch
architecture? Neither: They are both fakes.

Movies are right: The romantic dream is in color, the reality of sex is in
black and white. Here, however, school has to teach us another paradoxical
lesson: The intensity of real sex can only take place in black and white.
When we are immersed into love making, the world loses its colors.

If there ever was a happy couple, this is one. The first lesson of love to
be learned at school: Do not look into each other 19s eyes! Only by ignoring
each other can a couple learn to endure each other and, eventually, to
become aware of the other 19s proximity.

It is obvious that the couple in front of the window are fantasizing that
someone is observing them through the window! They need that gaze in order
to be in love: They perform their love for that gaze.

The apple in paradise really was a book Eve was reading: What seduced Adam
into sin was the burning curiosity about what is written in the book. This
is the ultimate proof that sex has nothing to do with sin: Man became sinful
the moment he was interested more in what 19s in the book than in Eve 19s
gorgeous naked body

The solution is, of course: There was nothing in the book. Eve just
pretended to be immersed into the book to seduce Adam 26

In true passion, one does not need a head or brain: The whole body turned in
to a montage. This loss of the body, this dissolution of the body into a
composite of organs, is called happiness.

No way to escape sex 14 even in pure mathematics, it will haunt you: How
much energy is released when two bodies hit each other? Or is it that pure
mathematics is much sexier than sex?

Is the girl really dreaming that she is a butterfly? But what if she is a
butterfly dreaming that it is a girl? It is only when her lover is able to
discern the butterfly that is in her more than the girl herself that he will
passionately desire her, that making love to her will not be only
copulation.

The tired anxious gazes of the participants display the question: Was it
okay? Did we perform well?

Another lesson to be learned at school: Not only under our dress are we all
naked 14 we are truly naked only under our clothes. If we are simply without
dress, we are not really naked 14 there is nothing less erotic than nudism.

Usually from a conservative cultural standpoint, the problem with today 19s
culture, especially youth culture, is that of ethics, specifically of
standards, limits being blurred. For example, sometimes in the news you
don 19t even know what is publicity and what is news. That is to say that the
news is turning into a kind of talk show 26What do I see? A Utopian vision.
A fugue. A truly modern synthesis

Shit, why not have a cake and eat it too? You can have critical theory and
nudity and enjoy it!

 

Thu, Aug. 6th, 2009, 03:16 am
I Love Chicken Joy. Sue me!

Honestly I don't rememeber anything about this ex Company anymore. So I googled them and of course, no need for Search Engine Optimization... Top 1!
 
 
 
Why do I need to do that? ...
 
hassle na tsong.. hassle na talaga.. hassle pa sa naka-sachet na Gin. dinemanda ba naman ako pare.. pare ano ba yun, pare saan ba nakakabili nong gin na ganon.. pare tara wasak yun.


..ay ang labo lang :-D

 

Fri, Mar. 27th, 2009, 12:18 pm

Group exhibit of nude sketches by conspi saturday group.
6:00 pm, Mar 28, Sat, Conspiracy Bar, 59 Visayas ave., Proj 6, QC.

Mga gawa ni Dario Noche. Astig! Marami pa sa multiply nia dito.



Mon, Mar. 23rd, 2009, 05:38 am
bakit hindi ako gumagamit ng tags?

Ang bilis ng panahon 2009 na hindi pa rin nakakaahon ang mundo. Si Pareng Paquing, binalak ng sumuko hinahabol na daw siya ng multo. Ang mga estudyante patuloy ang paghihimutok sa nasa tuktok, nagdadalawang isip kung itutuloy ang kolehiyo. Baka dumating ang panahon gutumin lang daw ng paghalughog. Anong oras ka uuwi? Hindi mo masasagot dahil hindi ka pa naman nakakarating sa pook kung saan ka tutungo. Matagal ko ng hindi naririnig ang boses mo sa radyo, komentaristang kasing laki ng plato ang nakapatong sa ulo. Hala kaya mamaya hindi ka na makikilala ng iyong pamilya.


Ang bilis ng panahon, mamaya me bago ka na namang sapatos. Madaya ang mundo, hindi mo sigurado ang presyo nito. Pero mas madaya ang SM at Robinsons, pansinin mo walang orasan sa loob ito.

Thu, Mar. 12th, 2009, 02:32 am
101

I don't care where you're from. I don't care what's your job. I don't care if you are rich or poor. I don't care if you drink or you smoke or you do drugs. I don't care if you're having sex right now with your girlfriend or boyfriend, or cousins or pets. I don't fucking care if your hair is blue or green, I don't give a shit if you don't have. I hate you all! I hate every single living things from Apari to Jolo, from coast to cost to countrywide. To the whole universe. Every. Single. One. Of. You.

 

Fuck capitalism and democracy in mass society, fuck politicians, fuck CEOs, and other corrupt agents within the system. Fuck taxes. Fuck you Adolf Hitler you only had one testicle. Fuck you cheshire cat in alice wonderland, you're in charge of the wonderland? and you're in control of Alice’s fate now? fuck you! Fuck you childhood education for all the wrong reasons! Fuck you children and be careful what you ask for, cut it out and just play, or murder will be done.

 

Fuck you overpriced beer, you're not the boss of me now! Fuck people who post clubbing pictures on flicker every weekend. I GET IT. You’re really really cool. The pictures you took are really awesome. Great… 200 of them!? It must have been a crazy night huh!

 

Fuck insomnia. Fuck rooster that crow bright at 4:00am. NEWS FLASH: It’s not M-O-R-N-I-N-G yet, so just chill out for a few more hours, asshole! Fuck you worms who eat themselves if they can’t find any food, get a job motherfucker!

 

Fuck the tenth longest word in English supercalifragilisticexpialidocious (34 letters, are you fucking kidding me with this?). Fuck your grammar. Fuck your wrong spelling and fuck your lack of education! Fuck Google for being the most powerful tool. Fuck heartbeats for beating over 100,000 times a day! Fuck you fingernails for growing nearly 4 times faster than toenails!

 

Fuck catastrophe. Fuck you typhoons. Fuck you earthquake. And fuck you global warming. You seriously need to fuck off and die. You've made your point, now either fuck off or die! Fuck life. Fuck civilization. Fuck changes. Fuck choices. Fuck decisions. Fuck movies. Fuck music. Fuck you internet. Fuck livejournal, fuck multiply, fuck facebook, fuck forums, fuck wikis. Fuck Microsoft. Fuck Apple for always been famous of coming up with innovative user-interfaces. Fuck happiness. Fuck rejections. Fuck pain. Fuck Addictions. Fuck love. Fuck your sensation that magically generates when someone you like appears. Fuck sex. Fuck orgasm, too. Fuck you all. Fuck your ignorance. Just.Fuck.It.

 

 

 

 





 

 

 

 

Tue, Nov. 25th, 2008, 01:41 pm
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Mon, Jun. 30th, 2008, 04:31 pm
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...dahil sa Sabado, mapapanuod na namin ng buo. :D


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Wed, May. 28th, 2008, 03:33 am
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Mon, May. 26th, 2008, 04:12 am
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Sun, Mar. 23rd, 2008, 10:37 am
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Wed, Mar. 12th, 2008, 03:28 am
ay bokot

Noong unang panahon, mga kaninang 1:25pm umakyat lahat ng dugo ko mula sa kalinkingin hanggang bumbunan. Muntikan ng kumala sa buto ko yung skeletal muscles, sa puso ko yung cardiac at sa iris ng mata ko yung smooth muscles! Nanginginig na nagkuskusan lahat ng nasa central nervous system! Lahat sila nag-uunahan umalis sa katawan ko! Putang ina! Kanina sa CR sa 3rd floor ng building namin, first time kong makakita ng multo! At kahit kailan hindi ko pinangarap at malamang hindi mo rin papangarapin na makakita ako. Kung kilala mo ko mas maiintindihan ito.

Ang punchline:

Tumakbo ako papalabas at may nakabangga akong guapong delivery boy ng Domino's Pizza. Dahil nag-aamok pa lahat ng muscles ko, mapapansin na mayroon extra heartbeats na nagaganap. Nang biglang “miss para kang nakakita ng multo ah” . Hindi ko alam kung maiiyak o matatawa o hahampasin ko ng bag hanggang mawalan siya ng malay (uuuyy) tapos kakainin ko lahat ng pizza. Ang nasabi ko na lang sa isip-isip ko “ulol! i-ahon kita sa kahirapan diyan eh”. Hahah!

Waaah! bakit kasi may multo pa!

Wed, Mar. 5th, 2008, 01:14 am
How many people are saying goodbye at this exact moment?

7. Whenever she is in a chatty mood we always talked about this and that and the other. She’s always there to make you smile and she’s really happy to help you if you needed her. If you were gay, you wanted something from her, she lingered with you long after she'd left the room, she’s cute and she's our delirium.”

We will never forget to miss you! :D

Aha! Sunday pala ha! Hehehe. Ika nga ni Miguel madalas. “Huwag kang tatanga tanga don ha!” Bye Bye Hanah, mag-iingat ka. Putang ina ka kapag hindi ka bumalik!



Mon, Mar. 3rd, 2008, 03:15 am
A “healthy” Weekend

Nong Sabado tumulong kame ni Mike sa pag-aayos para sa exhibit ng Quill sa may Galeria 1 ng Faculty Center ng UP. Nakadikit lahat don yung mga tula, kuwento, essays na sinulat mula pa noong mga pinakaunang miyembro ng Quill hanggang sa mga bagong manunulat ngayon. Subukan mong dumaan, isa lang masasabi mo ang healthy ng Quill sa magagaling na writers. Hehehe

Kasama namin sina Camzy at Marne sa Sarah's, sandali lang kame don tapos sinamahan na namin ni Mike si Camzy na puntahan sina Christian sa may Gateway. Nagyaya si Pallon sa Metrowalk at sumakay si Christian sa Mechanical Bull Ride, 1 second na lang panalo na sana si Christian kaso nahulog. Ang healthy ng tawanan.

Linggo may na-recieve akong text na. “ You think too much. That's not healthy”.

Nyeh.

Alas onse umalis kame ng Cubao nila Mike, Christian at Allyen papuntang Makati. At doon nagsimula ang pinaka-healthy sa lahat.


Sa ISKCON SRI SRI RADHA-MADHAVA CENTER

Wala akong balak maging devotee at maging vegetarian (tsaka aasarin lang ako ni Mike na impokrito, dahil kahit hindi ako kumakain ng baka, hindi rin naman ako mahilig sa gulay). Pero nainlab talaga ako sa religion nila. Habang nag-cha-chant na sila tas sumasayaw, niyaya nila ako nong una pero humindi ako. Nong pangalawang hila sa akin mangiyak-ngiyak na kong sumali. Ang sarap sa pakiramdam eh.

Hare Krishna Hare Krishna Krishna Krishna Hare Hare Hare Rama Hare Rama Rama Rama Hare Hare”

Ang bait ng mga tao. Ang bango ng lugar. Ang ganda ng music. Ang daming pagkain. Ang simple. Parang matagal ka ng nakapunta don tapos pamilyar yung mga tao hindi ka mangingilag na kausapin sila. Love feast talaga. Pangako babalik ako don, gusto kong matuto pa tungkol sa religion nila.Tara!

Paglabas namin, ang saya ng pakiramdam, ang healthy. Kahit sobrang init yung nilalakad namin at nag-tatampo-tampuhan si Allyen kay Christian. Kahit ang haba ng biyahe pabalik ng Quezon City. Ang healthy niya. Lampas!

Dumaan muna kameng apat sa Gateway.

Babala malaswa ang mga susunod, itigil ang pagbabasa dito kung ayaw mong mabastos.

Ang daming tao sa Cubao. Medyo puyat din kaming lahat. Ang init.

Eto na. Bastos ka talaga bakit hanggang ngayon binabasa mo pa rin.

Halos apat na oras kameng naglalakad, paikot ikot at bawat makita ni Christian na batang lalaki mga edad mula 3 hanggang 10 na taon na gulang. Isa lang ang sinasabi niya. Ayan Ade kaya mong tsupain, tara tsupain natin sabay tayo! Dito na rin! Tara Go! Pati yung batang nanahimik sa crib hindi pinalampas.

Oo si Christian ay isang Pedophile. HAHAH!

 

Thu, Feb. 14th, 2008, 06:08 am
The non-image, non-html, non-css, plain-text Vday greeting that still packs a punch.

We all deserve to be happx


...Now if only words didn't get in the way.






 

Fri, Feb. 8th, 2008, 03:00 pm
tagged by Myka

a. List seven habits/quirks/facts about yourself

  1. I keep telling myself, quite futilely, that I don't have much time (no idea why).

  2. Happy ending don't amuse me anymore.

  3. I never explain my myth.

  4. I've always wondered how people would end up had they married some other person instead.

  5. I used to dream in color, but somehow everything changed into black in white.

  6. I hate forgetting things, but it pains me to remember those tiny little details.

  7. I love the surprises. That's why sometimes I scold myself.




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