Wednesday, September 13, 2006
DE LA NATURE DE LA REALITE
Cette photo incroyable de dromadaires a été prise dans le désert par George Steinmetz. Regardez bien, les dromadaires dans la photo sont les petites lignes blanches, photographiées d’en haut. Le noir n’est que leur ombre !
C’est (à mon avis) une version photographique réussie de l’allégorie de la cave de Socrates/Platon. Comme quoi la réalité n’est pas toujours telle qu’on la perçoit, ou qu'on veuille nous la faire percevoir.
Et surtout en politique.
Sunday, September 10, 2006
TO BLOG OR NOT TO BLOG...TUNE LIVE INTO MY THOUGHT STREAM
'Ok, so the war is over... sort of...
So, should I keep this blogging habit of mine?
A side of me tells me: it started with the war, so it is only fitting that it should end with it.
I also think: the blogging takes too much time away from my research (I just put this sentence here in case my advisor ever stumbles across this blog, which is not very likely)
No, seriously, it is a big time investment... is it worth it?
Maybe I should wait til the next war inevitably shows its ugly head, to start again...
I am lost.
I mainly started to keep sane, to exorcise the destructive feelings I experienced during the war. So, what's the point in continuing now?
Plus, what would I write about? Wars? Death? Love? Life? Research? Science? Enlightenment? And who would read it besides the few faithful visitors?
Screw this shit. Hit the save as draft button. U'll publish ur ramblings later. Go to sleep.'
So, should I keep this blogging habit of mine?
A side of me tells me: it started with the war, so it is only fitting that it should end with it.
I also think: the blogging takes too much time away from my research (I just put this sentence here in case my advisor ever stumbles across this blog, which is not very likely)
No, seriously, it is a big time investment... is it worth it?
Maybe I should wait til the next war inevitably shows its ugly head, to start again...
I am lost.
I mainly started to keep sane, to exorcise the destructive feelings I experienced during the war. So, what's the point in continuing now?
Plus, what would I write about? Wars? Death? Love? Life? Research? Science? Enlightenment? And who would read it besides the few faithful visitors?
Screw this shit. Hit the save as draft button. U'll publish ur ramblings later. Go to sleep.'