4 Major Discourses and etc.

6:38 PM DawsonP

What I have done so far is to prepare an excel sheet to work out the possible discourses by permutation of the elements in four quadrants. One form of its appearance is as below:


This indicates some of my conventions used in this formulation too. M1 has its own identification number for Master Discourse, which means it has 5 other categories: M2, M3, M4, M5, and M6, each with S1 as its Agent.

According to my tabulation, the blue-colored numeral is the serial number of the discourse in concern. Say Master Discourse 1, M1, and after M6, the next category begins with University Discourse, with U1 being the major and taking number 7. University Discourse also feeds 5 other categories such as U2, U3, U4, U5, and U6, so the 13th one will become the Analyst Discourse major, A1. Hence, the same notation in Hysteric Discourse and its derivatives. This brings the total number of conversations to 24.

The possibilities are tabulated above for the discourses that need to be further refined in their interpretations.

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Many discourses, many interpretations...

5:05 PM DawsonP

On the 17th of July, or maybe a few days before, I was starting to write an analysis of the Let Her Cry movie. Actually, this date is the milestone kept in my mind as the day I sent a preliminary draft of ideas I put together in a very unorganized manner to Mahesh and Hashitha by email.

Though I began by reviewing Let Her Cry, my objectives shifted dramatically by the middle of the writing process; in fact, the middle of the thinking process.At one point, I realized something I had kept frozen in developing further somewhere in my study of Lacanian discourses.

So I kept my writing frozen on Let Her Cry and started to formulate my previous findings on Lacanian discourse analysis into a more elaborate position by this time. 
This wasn’t an arbitrary or random inspiration, but having a real amusement triggered by discourse structure analytics by someone else’s work.

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Plan B

7:20 PM DawsonP

... be prepared!

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worms!

11:47 PM DawsonP

Yesterday was ended by today morning; sharply one and half hours later the midnight, I could hardly managed to swim into the ocean of my bed. The things have changed to appear in front of me ever since the moment I closed my eyes. Its not a single dream but an enormous amount of chain dreams. Some dreams were merged into others without any boundary or margin, but exist at the same time in different detailing levels. 

 Last couple of months I spend without having any memory of a dream. I may have dreamed lot, but nonetheless I could recall at the dawn. But, today morning I could recall everything like high definition movie, it is quite strange too. 

 First phase of my dream started from an accidental shot of a bunch of people busy with operating a cine camera and the actors were kept in a dark background illuminated by very sharp and point lights hanging over the ceiling where could be hardly spotted the fixing arrangements; its complete dark above the scene. I was behind the camera team, little far from them, reaching behind without their attention. I saw in the side, there were some actors rushed into the scenes, sitting in a row, similar appearing their waiting to public hospitals out patient department area. One famous actress suddenly stand out from the raw, actually it was her chance to enter into the stage, where the scenes were continuously capturing. 

 I noticed that the fat woman sitting beside the camera ordered the team to stop the camera to save some film reals, and take a look at that actress who appeared in front of the camera whispering she has worn the wrong costume for the take. The fat woman, with her enormously large round shoulders were seem to be shaking in refusal, and shouting at her art director. 

 I turned my self back and stepped out to the lighted area just the entrance of the studio. I saw some people are just above the ceiling level, in higher embankment operating a shovel to push sand on this studio ceiling and this studio appeared to be in the level below the ground surface because of this earth moving operation. I can not see any good reason to dump sand around that studio while some people are really doing some camera operations inside of the enclosure. 

 Due to this soiling operation, I suddenly noticed that the soil was seeping some kind of a thin liquid from its bottom layer towards the shooting hut. I move towards this soil dumping and had a very close look at what was mixed with soil in such moisture. Those tiny liquid things were many sizing worms! Blue, red, violet, rose and green colored tiny worms were scattering inside the soil mass which is continuously poured into the sides of the studio. 

I thought something is going wrong here, and I ran back to my initial direction to inform the gang inside the enclosure to run out from this to save their lives without trapping inside and buried alive below the layer of soil. When I was running inside the studio, the studio itself seem to be expanding in every direction and become a very larger place compared to the previous observation and most importantly worms had surfaced the walls from top to bottom like electrical wires wrapped all around. I had no time to surprise and enjoy the traumatic feeling, I experienced the large diameter worms were emerging all around and they are moving across the air like wire strands of different textures with moisture colors. 


 I wanted to save the team but they were carrying out there shooting without any attention into the worms or the physical evolution happening around them. All the walls and the spaces were filled with growing worms in size and they were dragging many things from the earth below. I saw a dark shining venomous creatures were trapped with worms and flow with their movements towards somewhere I can not see. All the worms were travelling towards a warp like point in space but could not see in the space where it was actually entering and finishing. It was more or less looked like a hypothetical black hole  with gigantic attraction make them move towards its center. 

 The diameters of the worms growing much larger with time and soon I could see the things flow inside their body, appearing small fish, flowers and other various colorful debris. I could not see any harm from the worms to anyone in the dream other than the irritating feeling of seeing such creatures were passing to a realm, a different realm from ours by an accident.

 They were trespassing our realm to enter into their own realm by accident. 

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SDOF & John Galt

11:18 PM DawsonP


I was thinking that yesterday's write-up made me a bit amused to continue writing. Hence, I was actually waiting till the message appeared in my inbox just to start today's quota. So I had something in mind to write about, so here it goes.

I actually realized that I was really fed up with my writing habit. It wasn't having any truth till I re-realized it myself. This made me somehow manage my readings last night. I delicately managed two hours of bed reading on Atlas Shrugged before watching the movie in the spirit of John Galt. I was astonished by the screen adaptation of the novel. It was simply a marvelous endeavor. I couldn't easily capture the similarities and dissimilarities between the script and the novel text with respect to the dialogues. They were the same. But when I was in Esio Trot, the movie drastically changed as it contained a lot more incidents to make it cinematic rather than a 56-page children's story book. This made me realize the cinematic experience needs more tension than the fiction itself, but in the case of Atlas Shrugged, it was gloriously filled with suspense and super tension spread all over the pages, more than enough to capture in a single movie. I like both the techniques by which they have managed to Ying-Yang the media. Still, I am trying to figure out the case of John Galt, but it's related to the Real, of course, the Lacanian Real! We need more revisiting of Slavoj Zizek to find out the core of Ayn Rand. I love this kind of self-affirmation.

Where I have already started around the world on an eighty-day journey frozen? I was somewhere, and the caretaker was starting to look at the inside hideouts of the palace-like place where the protagonist lived. He was so curious about that giant house, but I was not able to continue into what the assistant got from his investigations while roaming around. Maybe today I will read some more on this; I can't say much at this moment. I have only eight days remaining until my Foundation Engineering examination. So I have to struggle with primary consolidation and elastic deformation more than literary investigations right now.
On the other hand, how should I continue the pursuit of my new job? I have to wait till the new employer calls me with the new visa; it is totally beyond my control. What I can do now is purchase more Dimicron from the pharmacy. Hopefully, Salim will reach me within the next couple of hours to drive me to Grand Mall.
Who is John Galt remains the same as when I stopped by yesterday. Nobody can stop the same line from the same line each day. The desire to find new methods of killing novel characters is a challenge to every writer, so my problem relies on the same grounds. How did I get into this mess?
I was looking for the true physical meaning of the SDOF, or Single Degree of Freedom, system.I still perceive it at a mathematical level of idealization, but the same as in the reality of the physical world. Can we say if someone has one deformation in any one direction under the physical restraints around him, it could be termed a "Single Degree of Freedom" situation? I never saw a single individual who could have been categorically placed as such. I always find people or personas with many freedoms of deformation. I capitalized some of those because I needed to emphasize the depth of those words.

Let me say, in an even more honest way, SDOF doesn't even exist in reality in mathematical foundations either! Is it true? I don't know. On Earth, where that much pure motion is hypothetically yes, but mathematically yes, no structure could have a single deformation under a single acceleration.So I must say that mathematical idealization is not far from the hypothetical stage, but in reality it is impossible to find such a dynamic system. But to be honest, do we need to encounter all the factors for a particular instance of dynamic behavior to predict the worst scenario? NO!

We are looking at the most significant phenomena only to predict the worst outcome of a dynamic system, or any system. Who cares about minor effects that make adding a single millimeter to a large deformation measured in meters?

I like this thinking of prioritizing the effects. I want to look at the big picture, in particular the phenomena, not the minor effects or their impacts.

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Who is John Galt?

8:47 AM DawsonP

I am bit in the mids of Atlas Shurgged, Esio Trot and Around the world in eighty days!; a combination that has nothing in common, apparently, but inside me its getting scrambled. I never know the author Roald Dahl till I accidentally exposed to the gaze of this tiny book packed in a huge shelf of Lulu supermarket at stationary section. I was just killing time to wait till the Ooredoo to open the counter to upgrade my internet connection to 150GB plan because the plan with 75GB had exceeded its limits due to increase of downloading movies during last month. It was the last Friday, hence for the prayers they had closed the counter, so I had to wait outside the mall.

Waiting, waiting, waiting, and waiting.


This made me to take a little walk through the mall, through shelves of various domestic products and huge number of various people. This walk had not any directive; of course it was just to kill some time, approximately three hours! Three hours time passage was never a small time bit at all.

First I went to the E-max shop for electronics and bought a flash drive of 8GB for the kid I would see in that evening in celebrating his eighth year. I wanted to gift him couple of books and some videos. Videos would have gone in the flash drive, so it was purchased. Then I have other nearly two hours to spend there in the mall, so I stepped towards the stationary section, without any clear idea of buying something for that kid. I already had purchased the books that I was about to gift him in the evening. I was roaming through some children books, all around scattered, disordered with Chetan Bhagat, and all the sizes of dictionaries from mini, pocket, concise and academic. So the punch line hit me at this particular dry vision on the shelf. I noticed this book with fairly unusual name, Esio Trot, and the author's name even more confusing at first glance, Roald Dahl, I was reluctantly forced to get the book in hand and open the first bits of pages. All of a sudden, a thunder flashed across my forehead giving a dash shot idea through, by seeing the couple of very last pages, OK, I will buy this book! I saw some writing hints by the author made me to count the book in mind to purchase, and of course the simple graphics spread all over the pages with childish accent in caricature wise. This made my life easy as it was nearly spent ninety minutes on the process and now I am ready to change my internet plan with Ooredoo!

Roald Dahl became one gigantic neuron evoking children literature into my three pounds of brain, actually it was two pounds before editing this for the second time!, and Googled to prevent the neuron becoming isolated in the grey matter around its emergence. I am happy with the choice I made at the supermarket. Literally neurons can emerge in such a way I depicted, but in reality it will not, never mind, this whole thing is literal at the end of the writing.

I never knew the protagonist of "Around the world in eighty days"; Phileas Fogg has anything common with me. Other than the isolation, being isolated with himself, or total withdrawal from the existing society, (but being a member of Reform Club), a fact common to Mr. Hoppy of Esio Trot, Phileas Fogg was the real character I can admire right by this moment to completely coinciding with my misery. Will it be true? We cannot acquire the truth that much easily, so investigation of the truth about that fact could be postponed infinitely. 

So the Atlas Shrugged emerged in the mean time, I don’t remember how it exactly pop out in mind, but now the two movie segments of Part 1 in 2011 and Part II in 2012 are packed in my hard disk to watch later, and in the mean time epub version is opened in my tab for continues reading. I have my hard-copy of Atlas Shrugged in my room at southern corner. Nonetheless, I had found the inter relationships of the works by Ayn Rand and Jules Verne and Roald Dahl, in my unconscious mind (who knows or who cares?), to be honest didn’t come into words yet, but hopefully within this life time I could be able to disgorge the best version of my truth about them. Particularly, truth has no versions!


In such truth what will be the role of Quentin Blake, the illustrator of Roald Dahl? Or the role of Jean Passepartout, the servant of Phileas Fogg? or the roles of some characters in Atlas Shrugged railway business? Or anything right now I am busy with? Earthquake engineering calculations which I am preparing heavily to answer the examination questions on seventh day of May 2015?  

Finally, SDOF or single degree of freedom systems? Who is John Galt?


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to my dear daughter...

7:24 PM DawsonP


Dear Daughter Livini,

Just after a long time I am writing to you. Hope everything is fine with you.

As I said last time, if you are not reading books much, what would have happened to you will be the same what had happened to your Podi Ammi; just live like a vegetable. No comments, no ideas, no values, no comparison, no analysis, no options, no answers, no responses, no creativity, no enjoyment, no judgment, no anger, no feeling and etc. etc.

Sometimes vegetables are better than ignorant people.

So, what you have to do is commit more time to read books whatever comes across to you. Don’t worry about what you are reading, but read it in very deep sense, line by line. This will make your imagination grow.

Think, if you start thinking about the universe now in the age of 12, when you are becoming my age, you probably have thoughts of 30 years old about the universe! For sure, those thoughts will be mature than anyone in your age at that future time. So, if you start reading something now, it will become more historical in your mind with time flows into future.

Keep in mind that, things we put in to our minds will be kept always live, unconsciously, I mean without our knowledge, making many connections inside the brain, with other ideas. So once we need the thing what we learned by reading something, this will come back with many other new ideas interwoven with it, by nature. This is sometimes very helpful to solve problems. We should deeply think about a problem and let it think about itself later while in sleep, will make it solved itself during our sleeping time and the answer will come to mind once you wake up from the sleep. This is very sure thing that you can experiment with.

That is why we need good sleep to keep our brain little rest. Brain is busy even when we are sleeping. So the brain itself thinks for you and solves most of your day to day problems without acknowledging you. This process hence we call it unconscious. Conscious means that we do think putting an effort, but unconscious will think without your effort.

So make sure, that effortless thinking nature in brain, to make use for your life.
So start reading “Sophie’s World”. That is the best book I can recommend to a small girl like you to read at this age. That book will implant many new questions in your mind, at this young age and will surely give answers from your unconscious mind whenever you need it in future, consciously.

Bappi
14/05/2013

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You got talent Lishan, I mean it!

6:48 AM DawsonP

It is wonderful to see the background of “Short Dictionary of Misunderstood Words” decorated with Hegel, Lacan and Zizek. This wonderful layout was created by Lishan; I am so indebted to him. From a short request, he has painted full of his marvel on this pixel wall just the background of all the text is hanging on.

The development of this theme is quite an interesting story. I was in mind to put Zizek’s picture in the background just because I wanted a small pleasure of showing him in deep silence, as we all well aware that he is a public intellectual and make lot of noises all around the world. So I wanted him to show here bit silenced. In the mean time I wanted to show him as my most favorite writer, philosopher , critic, actor, presenter, speaker, lecturer, etc. may be we can put joker as well. He is quite humorous in most of his speeches, and people pay for his jokes when they are coming in books. This isn’t my idea, but Zizek’s.

Once the layout presented for the first time, not to mention the first version, Zizek was in the God’s position and posing a similar stance at reader while he is lying on a bed. Just this made my total aspect of keeping him in background a little nightmare and I asked Lishan to work it out a bit again to dissolve his gaze on the reader.

Second version came with the similar grid of pictures of Zizek himself again appearing in tiles whole background giving the same effect of Zizek’s authority; I was really frightened to keep such background, probably anyone seldom visiting this site might get the first impression that this blog belongs to Zizek. I never think if he might keep a blog in any known world to us, will never put his face there like we did here. Zizek is very much narcissistic on papers and books what he had written so far, but he doesn’t agree with the publishers of his articles on the past about one thing. How he appears on caricatures or cartoons; make him so upset and he depicts it the way he appears mostly on photographs like a criminal. This is a very ridiculous idea just Zizek keep in his mind or just kidding with.

Finally I got an idea of dissolving Zizek’s power over the blog background by keeping the 3x3 picture grid of Zizek to reduce dispersing Hegel, Lacan and Zizek in 2x1+2x1+5x1 proportion.

So the theme came on this form.

In the mean time I will put here my last conversation with Lishan:

“This is quite interesting. :) I cannot say much about the difference of the previous to this one, again Zizek is now in a more hidden obscene dimension; rather dangerously interacting. Anyway if you commit little additional time on this, I can suggest simple solution to scatter the strength of Zizek over the background. 

:D

I suggest you to put couple of pics of Hegel and Lacan and mixing those with rest to become it simply a balanced blog background, of course merging Hegel and Lacan into one, you can easily create Zizek, that's the real truth. ;)

Will you make this modification for the last?”

Lishan wrote me back:

“Done :)

check it out..!
http://shortdictionaryofmisunderstoodwords.blogspot.com/”
 
“That is wonderful, excellent! You got talent Lishan, I mean it! :)”

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I loved Joe by Subhadra Jayasundara

5:36 AM DawsonP

 “Bodies of victims of a building collapse lie numbered in a row in Savar, near Dhaka, Bangladesh, Wednesday, April 24, 2013. An eight-story building housing several garment factories collapsed near Bangladesh’s capital on Wednesday, killing dozens of people and trapping many more under a jumbled mess of concrete. Rescuers tried to cut through the debris with earthmovers, drilling machines and their bare hands.” stamfordadvocate.com
 Photo: A.M.Ahad, stamfordadvocate.com
Among other western brands, the brand Joe Fresh is found in the collapsed building.


I loved Joe
I loved Joe
I loved the simplicity of Joe

You are laid in rows

Instead of the horror of capitalism,
my eyes are focused on a color spectrum
and the depth of femininity

Your feet are uncovered a bit
through the gamut of rainbow color sarees,
showing cracked, lifeless toes
that had been holding the weight of life
till this unforseen end

My eyes and fingertips
searched for your mistakes
whenever I bought Joe……..
I demanded for perfection
for each penny I paid

Your hands might tremble in exhaustion
while your wedding rings were hurt by needles
forcing you to sell your last gold
That exact day,
you might miss one thread,
in the collar button of Joe
giving me a chance to value
the quality of your craftsmanship

I chose my Joe in sad colors
I found it elegant
I found it exquisite
Hadn’t you viewed your pain in colors
I wouldn’t have enjoyed your sorrows
by letting it touch my skin
under the elusive shades of Joe

I used to love Joe
I used to love the simplicity of Joe

Subhadra Jayasundara
2013 April

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Well, it has been done!

11:31 PM DawsonP


This is quit complicated experience to have such thing happen in  my life. But it happened. I just don’t want to explain it. Let it moves along with me.
I do not need to be the most unequivocal gentleman on this society. I do need to show off my insanity and vulgarity as well, so I break rules intentionally and naturally.
What does it mean to me? Just it means lot to me. I am becoming one of you.
The chicken reports the scattering stair throughout our composite.
Well, it has been done!

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Courier New- A Journal 08/02/2013

7:17 PM DawsonP


I think finally I agreed to use “Courier New”.

Don’t worry; it’s all about my “font” which I am using to type this stuff here. That’s it. Finish.

I do really want to know which type of fonts used by authors of bestselling books. I thought those were written using a special font other than the miraculous fonts freely available with Microsoft Word or other writing software, widely used in the arena of electronic word processing known to me, up to date.

Just for instance, I have seen a video documentary on Slavoj Zizek, and he used some kind of a special font in his clumsy looking old laptop, but “nonetheless” it caught my attention. I was thinking that there may be something in his own imagination and the intellectual credibility relates with the “font” he used to type! Such a great personality in front of an illuminated ludicrous small screen and the typing pad with yellowish natural colored background reminded me the same natural scent of papers printed with black ink; No I don’t think so. It is only an imagination of my own, briefly a very much stupid kind of. Best authors are writing just with their writing pad; never thinking of the font or the format. Just they write. That’s it, perhaps like me!

Ok, Just Few things more. The font, It must be courier new, ok. And the format must be “justified”. It doesn’t mean anything other than stretching text between two vertical limits of the page, equally spacing the words in between. That’s ok too. What else? Want to keep a “counter” on words. Just it is displaying in the bottom status line of this word pad, where I can see every and each time how many words has come from my mind into this typing pad or briefly “my progress” of writing.

Nonetheless I want to stop each level of writing or phase of writing exactly once it reaches the counter 255 words!

I don’t know what influenced me to select this number, but I prefer it will be the one breath of the writing lungs could take in a shot. Lest take it easy. I don’t want to make much trouble on making the “writing” more systematic. May be it will kill my thoughts from the beginning. So I am on the writing desk; my hands are on the typing key pad; my eyes are on the word screen; here I am going to infinite moments of creation. And stupidly I have reached very first 255 words right now!

How can I restart counting after reaching 255 words? No way. It is completely stupid to watch the line of counter to see the number of words continuously starting from 0 to 255 in each session of breathing. By the way, it isn’t easy job to get the multiplication products of 255 by each numeral increasing by unit continuously. Say for example I want to stop writing and look back at the each stoppage of 255 words. In that case I want to stop exactly at 255x2=510 but it is cumbersome event if I want to continue adding each 255. Just let’s stop the discussion here, right now. I don’t want appear to you to make myself so stupid about counting words other than putting things in order.

I forgot one last thing to mention about writing in the word processor, it is always keep things clear and much visible, if you turn your text lines doubled. This is right now I have done. So, one complete session of writing is being reaching to its end within few sentences from this point.

One larger or quite huge tantamount of content is waiting to put on to this word processor; here I suppose, the first milestone is kept. I would prefer if you had maintained your patience up to this line, you could have flown further with me in a many worlds of imaginary and symbolic, hereafter.

p.s.

I lied. I had just not stopped at correct word counts at 255! (You will find below the reasons ARE!)

p.s.s.

I actually tried my best to dig little bit of 255! First I found it has 3 prime factors, 3x5x17.

(Keep in mind that 157 is the first “apocalyptic power number” which will further explore at the end of this article. Look at those factors, they are showing the number 157 in a disguised form!)

Secondly, I found that the number made of those prime factors generate another complete prime, 3517! This sounds so nice, isn’t it?

And finally I knew that 255 could be derived from another 3 factors which aren’t seemed to be primes but irrational values. This basis irrational value is the square root of 21, SQRT (21), which will give these figures symbolically in linear combination with other numerals:

(SQRT (21) +19)/2 x (SQRT (21) +15)/2 x (SQRT (21)-9)/2

If, let’s say that 2x2x2=8 is a part of the multiplication, the denominator, it does mean that the value 255*8=2040 will be the multiplication result of (SQRT (21) +19) x (SQRT (21) +15) x (SQRT (21) -9).

So we get another equation of 3rd degree to solve as follows:

(X+19)(X+15)(X-9) =2040; one real solution for this equation will be 11.5204. Other two solutions are complex.

At 2040, my age will be 69! 6 and 9 are like evil and reciprocal of evil. Not so nice to hear the evilness at that age. Let’s forget it right now. We have bigger problems rather than dying on 69!

Now, again, forget about SQRT (21) or X. What does it mean 9, 15 and 19 to me?

It is having multiplication result exactly 2565; which is having kind relationship with 255 in vicinity!

It’s just coming “6” in between the 255, somewhere it changes whole value of the original, and 6 relates to some kind of evil again, we can’t forget it at this moment and hereinafter…

Let’s put together the prime factors of 2565 in order to get the number 91519.

What 91519 says about me? It has kind prime factors 71 and 1289.

It is easy to realize that 71 means to me is that my birth year.

What does 1289 says to me? Do we believe in previous births? No! I just don’t like that kind of argument here. If I believe in number of the beast, why don’t I believe in previous births either without good reason? Let’s say if I believe so year 1289 is related with some religious upheavals in the West, which I am not sure how my soul is to be connected with such. So simply I omit further analysis of 1289 as an historical aspect.

But still I can manipulate its numerical value with other mythical data.

Well, Wikipedia says:

“The number 1289 is called an apocalyptic power because 21289 contains the consecutive digits 666 (in decimal), as the Number of the Beast: in the sequence ..., 1281, 1285, 1286, 1289, 1290, 1298, 1301, etc.[1][2]“

So the evil things are repeating. 6 appeared once before and again it appears in evil form depicting “number of the beast”, can’t just simply omit the consequences.

I think 255 is not a number to use as the basis of a writing count for me!

 

Courier New- A Journal

08/02/2013

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Fantasies have to be unrealistic...

5:44 AM DawsonP

I was removing my eyes away from the movie The Life of David Gale, lets say a moment before;) , which made me think of some Lacanian theories of desire and fantasy.

Some movies have that quality of inspiring minds into deep subject matters such as psychoanalysis, I was wondering at the moment of seeing the Basic Instinct part II , few years ago, reminded me the same. In fact some dialogs were saying it is Lacanian itself! :D

Here I will emphasize the point adopted from the subtitle file, please go ahead.

“Come on. Think.”
Lecturer David Gail walks across the class room and arrives the front.
“I want you to reach back into those minds and tell me, tell us all...”
“What is it that you fantasize about?
World peace? I thought so.”
Class laughs loud.
“Do you fantasize about international fame?
Do you fantasize about winning a Pulitzer Prize?
Or a Nobel Peace Prize?
An MTV Music Award?
Do you fantasize about meeting some genius hunk, ostensibly bad...but secretly simmering with noble passion...and willing to sleep on the wet spot?”
A student answers gloriously.
“I'll take two! I'll take two! “
“What was that?”
“Kimberly will take two.”
“You get Lacan's point. Fantasies have to be unrealistic...because the moment... the second... that you get what you seek...you don't...you can't want it anymore. In order to continue to exist...desire must have its objects perpetually absent. It's not the "it" that you want. It's the fantasy of "it". So, desire supports crazy fantasies.”
“Sorry.”
An interruption by a student who is entering into the class.
David continues..
“This is what Pascal means when he says that we are only truly happy...when daydreaming about future happiness.”
One neighbor student to the last one who came late shows a letter.
“It came today.”
“Or why we say...the hunt is sweeter than the kill.Or be careful what you wish for, not because you'll get it...but because you're doomed not to want it once you do.So the lesson of Lacan is, living by your wants will never make you happy.”
“What it means to be fully human is to strive to live by ideas and ideals...”
“And not to measure your life by what you've attained in terms of your desires...but those small moments of integrity, compassion...rationality, even self-sacrifice.”
“Because in the end, the only way that we can measure the significance of our own lives...is by valuing the lives of others.”

I was really surprising seeing the abstractions from Lacan’s theories into this masterpiece of film work, that gives whole a damn picture of twisted from top to bottom arousing fantasmatic fragments of minute pleasure of the cinematic text.


Here I would like recommend you to watch the movie and get into the nucleus of the Lacanian subject.;)


By the way I have finished reading some of the novels listed for the state literary award for the last year[2009].

The award for the best novel was won by Kandak Sema [A mountain alike] by Sumithra Rahubadda, which was written in the subject of a inter cultural marriage of which happen between a Sinhalese woman and a Japanese old farmer. Literally the novel has not much succeeded but as a theme it conquers a land which is rarely pin pointed by rest recently, and a social issue which took part in the recent history nevertheless a minor form. Due to the socio economic diversities currently happening around the country has made lot of opportunities related with overseas affairs in multi lateral points of various disciplines such as international business opportunities, employment and inter cultural marriages and mostly opening the markets for production based on cheap labor and competitive releases of taxes and lower infrastructure costs in the region.

Due to this paradigmatic liberalized states of social exposure to the world had made unforeseen situations to arise in various sectors of the society. This novel also focused on a similar situation raised in the nuclear aspects of the asian family and its values in different asian cultures [hear between Japan and Sri Lanka]and is fabricated in the novel how it affects female, basically in the female point of view which is primarily governed by the oedipal forces of mind.


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We are fortunate to enjoy two debut anthologies in this year, making a remarkable astonishment in our mind, significantly giving a hope in future of each direction of literature.

One is a short story anthology which was written by Nedimale Hector, the so called short story anthology Denethra [Two Eyes], and poetry anthology by Mahinda Prasad Masimbula, the Hiruth Hima Piyallaka,[Sun also in a snow flake].

I would like to show off one poem from Mahinda’s book. This has been translated by Malathi Kalpana Ambrose, which is written originally in Sinhalese.


Massive

In that glamorous twilight
As I came to see you
I sensed I was convinced
It was only *Galaha Road
The biggest road in the world …


It was the day
The biggest rain drop in the world
Ever fell on to the earth


Three storied, enormous
The biggest university in the world
Was floating in a massive misty flow
I sent you the biggest massage
In the world ever sent
“I am hear to see you”


With the fastest walk in the world
You drifted towards me
The sparkling face and painted with
The most gorgeous smile in the world


Cleared the solitude together
We set up the biggest moment in the world
So then started to flow
The largest river in the world
Filled with love
Touching the bottom of our hearts


Then came the biggest obstacles
The walls of separation
Built up in the between
There were no doorways
On the top of those walls
There placed the biggest thorns in the world


Yet
Amongst all the biggest
Souvenirs and statues
I still sense and feel
I am the smallest in the world…


Mahinda Prasad Masimbula
Translated by Kalpana Malathi Ambrose


*Galaha road is the road driven to the University of Peradeniya.


I have just finished reading of Indiyawa- Shoonya Seweem [in pursuance of null in India] which was written by Eric Eliyapparachchi, a veteran literary critic in Sri Lanka.

It is a kind of travel literature book which author has written about his experience and the places he visited during his assignment in India.

He has colored the essays with large amounts of abstracts from books relevant. Each and every chapter is filled with awesome details in history of India in very readable format with great style and form of each chapter. One can get a snapshot view of Indian Music or Cinema or Media in general or situations of recent past in politics or activities with a quick glance where everything is obviously covered in these 180 pages compactly. I enjoyed it a lot.


One final thing , Boodee is about to start an academic institute, so here you can read about that too… this is for the people who are interested in creative commercial works. Whatever,...

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Introducing Lacan

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Deconstructing Harry

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Deconstructing Harry
A Pure Fiction


X: Don't fuck-up with politics and poetry.




Y: don’t fuck poets either and get double fucked!


X: Remember Plato’s idea about poets. Poets are searching there true self. That true self is false one. Read poetry of Radovan Karadzic. You find something horrible. Killer of masses can be good poets.


Y: "poets are searching there true self. That true self is false one. "


Hey man, what science is for? Though sciences find true things? [You are terrific moron!] Why looking at poets? Let poets do what they feel and you fuckers keep your tastes with yourselves.


I don’t understand even this crap " killer of masses can be good poets" seem to me you’re fucked up with totally misunderstood endless books or something totally gone wrong somewhere, pls check your credit cards!


If I need to be platonic, it is up to me,, I don’t want you to teach me what i shall read or do. Take some medicine man, ...




X: That is what I wanted. Be your boss of yourself. Trust no one. Deny toxic knowledge. Don't get panic. I will deconstruct your Boondi translations VERY SOON. Those are wrong in many sense.


Y: I KNEW WHERE YOU ARE DIRECTING. GO AHEAD! EITHER YOU WILL GET MEDICINE OR EAT ALL YOUR BOOKS ON THE WAY!!!


YOU SHIT HEADS ARE NONETHELESS WORTH THE SAID WORD, BELIEVING ALL THE MISUNDERSTOOD WRITTTEN OR PRINTED ON BOOKS, NEVER USE YOUR OWN HEAD, IS A MISERY MAN. FUCK WITH DECONSTRUCTION. I KNOW THE DEPTH YOU CAN PLAY.


FIRST BE READY TO FACE ALL THE SHIT YOU HAVE MISSED IN DECONSTRUCTION DUE TO LACK OF TOPOLOGY, YOU WILL END UP THERE. CRAZY FUCKERS...


X: Thanks.


Y: "Deny toxic knowledge."


SEE YOURSELF SOONER OR LATER!


X: I told you earlier that kindly poet's becomes evil beings. Now you already prove that. Darling i will show how you made mistakes in your Sinhala translations. For example- is it correct to translate phenomenology as sansidhimaya. According to your translation Stalinism is harsher than Nazism in Zizek. Is it correct? I do not want TO destroy you. Please study properly before translates anything. Don't be a tabloid translator.


Y: Why poets can’t become evil in this world as you start this dialogue in a filthy manner stating "Don't fuck-up with politics and poetry.” is that the phenomenological output come from you conscious mind to criticize what I am doing now? In that case I am also consuming the same rights to respond you the way you depict.


Zizek's matter: it is what he has mentioned in his interview. Though he might have different analogies as well, but that was his spontaneous reaction to the said question.


don’t think destroying anybody even though excluding myself by your words, but be mannered and know your limits when you accessing people anywhere in this cyber space, nobody will trust mythical creatures suddenly appear on cyber space, as you claimed before, it is true that I never trust anyone here to accept there opinions in such a way propagating to me. I am using net for last ... I am using net since 1996 so I have enough experience to avoid crazy characters appearing to download their very sickness on to us for their phantasm oriented pleasures.


if you are serious about correcting what ever I have written that is just for the sake of readers not to deconstruct me or something else, if in either direction happens it is just totally upside down story. If so it shows your understanding on deconstruction as you believe it, is the final threat you can throw into someone to stop him or terrorize him. It is "ok" for the guys who are not having gone through the original works of what deconstruction means or as a tool what the extremities that it has operable, not for me or my studies. I haven’t done any philosophical work here to deconstruct by any one or no one.


all I have written is to just put some attempt to initiate some lateral thinking on poor readers who are caged on Sinhala only reading, if and only if that prevails, I wrote though more or less perfect writings doesn’t mean to be attacked in a such way, but to rectify the shortcomings with some gratitude towards the humble readers. Even though i can retain myself without doing any damn thing or without sparing some labor onto these translations, but I committed myself to do something even though nobody is attempting such in this space, [have you done anything in Boondi to hail the reader's knowledge what you preached me that I hate toxicity or what ...?] That is the fact you have missed at the end of the day.


Criticizing is essential but do something to enlarge the minds of others, just without trying being some pioneers to self or becoming theoreticians to kill opponents throwing words or writing word games to prove or disapprove enigmas and becoming daydreamers.


Nobody has done anything perfect since ever.


few last things, I want to acknowledge you that I am not a poet in any sense of what you are thinking of or else and I don’t want to exchange ideas with anonymous characters , it is a total waste of my time, hence do not expect anymore messages through this contact.


There exist a commenting facility for each and every post at Boondi site; you can express any of your comments except filthy lines, which will be deleted of course we are running a parallel site for kids as well.


For constructive comments, no one needs to get prior consent from the authors or the translators for the sake of the reader’s goodness.


If you have consciousness to express something for the Sri Lankan readers at Boondi, you are welcome to write your ideas as articles or what ever the form you desire.




X: ok.. Goodbye .



p.s. This is a pure fictional story; no character or event having any resemblence with past or future of actual events and people.

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