9/30/12

The Zeitgeist Movement: Moving Forward

Zeitgeist first movie on rewatch:

"In a society where success and status are measured by material wealth, not social contribution, it is easy to see why the state of the world is what it is today"

"The entire money-structured and materialistic-oriented society is a false society. 10 or 15 years from now, our society will go down in history as the lowest development in man. We have the brains, the know-how, the technology, and the feasibility to build an entirely new civilization."

I'm done. Trying to.

"We’re all kind of weird and twisted and drowning."
— Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood


Norwegian Wood was my first Haruki. Back then, I thought maybe I won't read something of this author again: he speaks often of two things I really can't relate to: love relationship and solitude.
Then I remembered I adored One Hundred Years of Solitude because of the second and Wuthering Heights because of the the first and I just decided I can go ahead and enjoy his style without the necessary empathy to dive in with the characters.

Harukis are the books where I watch actually. I just belong to the landscape there and it's awesome in its own way.

I had a unicorn skull in my hands...

...Quotes from my favorite Murakami:

Deep rivers run quiet.

Open your eyes, train your ears, use your head. If a mind you have, then use it while you can.

Open your eyes, train your ears, use your head. If a mind you have, then use it while you can.

But like a boat with a twisted rudder, I kept coming back to the same place. I wasn’t going anywhere. I was myself, waiting on the shore for me to return.

…my head swimming with abstract shapes. Do I occupy the body of another? Everything is so ponderously heavy, so vague.

The absence of fighting or hatred or desire also means the opposites do not exist either. No joy, no communion, no love. Only where there is disillusionment and depression and sorrow does happiness arise; without the despair of loss, there is no hope.

Kindness and a caring mind are two separate qualities. Kindness is manners. It is superficial custom, an acquired practice. Not so the mind. The mind is deeper, stronger and, I believe, it is far more inconstant.

I like the moments of darkness before dawn… Probably because it’s a clean slate. Clean and unused.

I wasn’t particularly afraid of death itself. As Shakespeare said, die this year and you don’t have to die the next.



----Hard-boiled Wonderland and the End of the World

I myself kept wondering for a little while


On Time and Money

Spend your money on the things money can buy. Spend your time on the things money can’t buy. 

---The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle, Haruki Murakami

This is one of the lines that reminds me again why I like this author and hope he will get the nobel prize: just like Dylan ad Sting, he's able to give consistency to intuitive ideas I had in my mind.

Haruki Yet Again

-'We cannot simply sit and stare at our wounds forever. We must stand up and move on to the next action.'


I'm not going out this Sunday and I'm obsessing over my beloved Murakami collection. It's going to be a promising period.


I need to Metal Slug it on a little bit though: I have been craving those for a small while now. Maybe it was because of the HALO session at Abhi's. I need to look into that.

Here is what I think, Mr. Wind-Up Bird

"Everybody’s born with some different thing at the core of their existence. And that thing, whatever it is, becomes like a heat source that runs each person from the inside. I have one too, of course. Like everybody else. But sometimes it gets out of hand. It swells or shrinks inside me, and it shakes me up. What I’d really like to do is find a way to communicate that feeling to another person. But I can’t seem to do it. They just don’t get it. Of course, the problem could be that I’m not explaining it very well, but I think it’s because they’re not listening very well. They pretend to be listening, but they’re not, really. So I get worked up sometimes, and I do some crazy things."

---The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle