All Things Shining

Thomas Thinks and Finds Things Interesting

We’re happy, free, confused, and lonely in the best way
It’s miserable and magical.

- T-SWIFT

Of course it’s a sacrifice. Why wouldn’t it be? Doesn’t every gift involve a sacrifice? Otherwise what sort of a gift would it be?

The Sacrifice - Andrie Tarkovsky

Of course it’s a sacrifice. Why wouldn’t it be? Doesn’t every gift involve a sacrifice? Otherwise what sort of a gift would it be?

The Sacrifice - Andrie Tarkovsky

"Still, with the social world filtered through screens and fiber optics, it can be comforting to fantasize that friends are keeping tabs on us. That is, until that particularly good photo or well-crafted tweet or link shared to catch the interest of a certain interesting person just doesn’t get noticed—not a like, not a comment, not the tiniest tick upwards in our Klout Scores. All of our unanswered, paranoid wonderings—Do they see me? Are they watching? What must they think of me now?—conspire to expose us in our shameful unimportance, driving home first the realization that no one is watching and none of them care, and then the embarrassment of having assumed that they were and they did.”

PARANOID NARCISSISM: WHAT DOSTOEVSKY KNEW ABOUT THE INTERNET

From, The American Reader

"Say that each encounter with another person conjures a double: an impression of you inside someone else’s mind. It is a version of you that is separate from you, a self that you cannot quite know. Paranoia comes from recognizing the existence of that double self, and narcissism comes from dwelling on what it could be. Communication, meanwhile, works to control it, shaping the impression that those you encounter receive—so that each of us now, through the digital doubles we build, may speak to strangers across the world in an effort to tell them who we are." 

PARANOID NARCISSISM: WHAT DOSTOEVSKY KNEW ABOUT THE INTERNET

From, The American Reader

"And in a social context, we are constantly visible—at least potentially so—to an entire network of friends and acquaintances, which gives every offhand comment the potential weight and reach of a manifesto. It’s as if we are standing in the center of a roomful of people, but we don’t know where they’re looking, and we can’t help but feel, both excitedly and uneasily, that they may well be looking at us. Paranoid narcissism—the mixed desires and fears of being watched by unknown others—thus defines virtual society, giving rise to numerous related anxieties such as the sense of exposed insignificance and the fear of missing out."

PARANOID NARCISSISM: WHAT DOSTOEVSKY KNEW ABOUT THE INTERNET

From, The American Reader

nevver:

"It’s a QUANDRY, who lives on a shelf, in a hole in the ocean alone by himself. And he worries from dawn’s early light. And he worries, just worries, far into the night. He stands there and worries. He simply can’t stop… Is his top side his bottom? Or bottom side top?" — Dr. Seuss

nevver:

"It’s a QUANDRY, who lives on a shelf, in a hole in the ocean alone by himself. And he worries from dawn’s early light. And he worries, just worries, far into the night. He stands there and worries. He simply can’t stop… Is his top side his bottom? Or bottom side top?" — Dr. Seuss

“…you must say words, as long as there are any, until they find me, until they say me, strange pain, strange sin, you must go on, perhaps it’s done already, perhaps they have said me already, perhaps they have carried me to the threshold of my story, before the door that opens on my story, that would surprise me, if it opens, it will be I, it will be the silence, where I am, I don’t know, I’ll never know, in the silence you don’t know, you must go on, I can’t go on, I’ll go on” 

The Unnamable - Samuel Beckett