Now in bed, I am dreaming of a motivational world, a world whereby procrastination exists not. A world where excellence is the only lexicon in our dictionary.


But what if this world exists now, at this moment, as you read my words.
Plato discussed Forms, platonic Forms, forms that exist only in the world of the "demiurge". Love, Beauty, Success ... Forms that never could exist in real on earth, but their image does. Forms that are absolute but not attained.


What if there exists forms that are post-platonic. What if there exist Love, Beauty and Success that are Nomadic, and constitute a part of a multiple, an assemblage of Nomad Forms.


As tantalizing as it may be, Nomad Forms can be attained, in their simplest yet complex image. It is only through the deterritorialization of the will to become, when you can achieve Nomad Forms.


But being successful, excellent, beautiful can only be considered tertiary in the pyramid of importance when it comes to demolishing procrastination, demolishing static state and corroborating "becoming". For when you cherish your mind that knows and knows that it knows, then you can achieve success. Not the sort of success people aim for to gain an extra point, but the success that shines beyond the speed of light.


It is only through "Becoming Star", is when you can touch your star, hence success.


Good Night ... EniDraN ... and Good Luck!

the kiss.. and Zeus: Deconstructing an elegy

Two images amongst others that captured my camera's eye, at the museum. But the same images were also captured by someone else's eyes, different camera, different coordinates in time and space... but same "trajectories" and pre-conceptions.


I have always traced the mysterious equations of the lovers above,  and I leaped over logical deductions and causal reasoning, to unearth their variables and develop their codes.


But we come to question, first an foremost, the legitimacy of the language that could describe those equations of love. Language already did distinguish us from animals, and determined our perception of the world. Could it also excel in achieving a clearer view to reality of clearing up those equations.


We discussed in developing ways of thinking and understanding, and we might be close to develop "The Way to Love", hence unravelling the mysterious equations of its codes. It will become an activity, a process, not a system of thoughts or doctrines... But, what will the method's' be.


As ambigious as it may be, by declaring the irrelevance of and attempt to overthrow all prior memories, to revert the elegy into a poem of positive sentimental reflections, we can define A Way to Love, to unravel it's equations, its presuppositions and deconstruct its conceptions.


We can diminish ambiguity when we start to tackle the totality of human's sentimental and emotional endeavors. This is the condition of redemption, and this adds to the legitimate totality of divine beauty.


I came to see the world in no way one imagined, the way a nomad could only see. Perhaps it is good to have a beautiful mind, but a better gift is to consider a beautiful heart.

ISSUE DE SECOURS .. What You never know might hurt you..

Until the times of yesterdays, creativity never existed but in the Holy Book, upon the moment of "Creation of Man".

Today, we come produce something from nothing. The hadron collider is one meek example to the power of Man to Create. But what motivates this creativity. Could it be the will to Power?

Today, can we Create, can we help God, can we be God?

Sometimes it's very easy to lead a thirsty being to water, but how difficult it is to bring life to a dying flower (but why does she need to die, if the key to survival lies within her roots and stems). Yet again, what if the flower stops recognizing water.

It seems that cause-effect interrelationship is diminished in the above because for one simple logical reasoning, we cannot revive creative souls that once refused to live.
On the other hand, The above scenario is valid true only when we have ourselves bound by deterministic positivistic rational perception. Consequently, what if we cling to an indeterministic irrational proprioception (and how can we know we are abiding by the latter, when the former rules our daily life).

Getting back to the paradox of our young dying flower, one true fact is that we cannot force her to live, we cannot drag her to water when she feels eternal thirst and we cannot give her oxygen when she thinks CO2 is her fuel to live. Our flower is there, she feels the existence of the soul, but she fails to cognize it. Our flower still thinks that her existence is physical and caged by platonic perceptions and preconceived ideas that were once generated by the surrounding environment and imposed upon her.

The only crux that will vitalize our flower lies within her powers "to feel and to give what she feels". Our flower lives only when she decides she needs to CREATE the beautiful of all scents, i.e. to BE a Flower.

As innocent yet tantalizing as it may be, the sound of silence upon murmuring words of passion and sensation is the CREATIVE SOUL that catalyzes our flower to render her unique.




Yet, I still question the Flower's Essence .. but in search for what