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My mind’s current state.

Lemme start again. Content is king right? Well… I don’t feel like making “real” worthwhile, blogosphere posts right now… that requires effort and time… something that I lack a balance in.
I do love psycho babble though… I have so many thoughts… so many things hurling against each other in my mind.

Here’s one in the now… the present.
Maybe I’ll speak of the past later, and I’ll definately keep in touch with the future.

Come to think of it. The X-Men… so naive. The physical perhaps was emphasized too much (well, that shit is cool. cmon… wolverine is fuckin dope! Juggernaut? Crazy!). It is with Prof X and that Techno shit where reality lay.

Take into consideration Serial Experiments Lain, Ghost in the Shell, Bush’s recent privacy debacle (oh he’s gonna fall… the puppet will fall in place of the people holding the strings, that’s SOOOOO obvious… more on that later I suppose…), Google, Sattelites, the fall of The Empire… so many things…

oh yeah. Can’t forget the mind altering substances either.
.:.
people take it in at their own pace when at the computer. In real life, There is no mediator, there is no time to think?

@ ucsd, in the whole of society, you see people pass each other by without saying a word. You can pass by 100’s of personages, bodies, and not say one word. Then you go home to my space, to AIM, to whatever, and chat your head off.
If the internet becoming more “personable” than the “real” world?
This… human techonology… how does this define ppl different from the rest of existence.

Our brains have been evolving… ADD. Constantly multitasking, taking in different streams of information 24/7 during all times. The older generations say things have become too fast paced, data overload. Is this not our brains simply evolving?

The revolution will not be televised. Television is too passive. It does not reflect the mind the brain the human spirit. It is merely optical.

The revolution starts in the mind of the people.

Slowly, this mind is being transfered outboard. Outboard brains… computers. This is where the revolution is. Faster and faster… mimicing the speed at which our neurons connect and create connections, linkages, similarities. Combining concepts.

Tags… simple thoughts connecting things much more complicated.

Cellphones… external … when do the become one with us? When will our minds and bodies be connected with each other, without external devices? When will we stop using cell phones as cards? Those cards that programmers of yore used. When will the hard drives of our era come and integrate with us?

Soon… perhaps sadly.

What will we lose, what will we gain.

Today in the news, privacy has become a big issue for Americans, starters of this computerized evolution.

Is that the cost? Individuality? Which we Americans, perhaps we humans cherish so darly?

Yet…humans seek so desperately to stave away loneliness. We cling so desperately to eachother. We seek companionship. We seek peers. Were we once one?

Damn… so many ideas. rushing rushing rushing.. I try to comprehend them all… but is it up to future generations to catch every idea that whizzes past? Is my mind too slow to understand?

“…” <— I’ve always loved a good ellipses!

Japan

(around 4:00am 7/9)

Today I find myself in the home of the renowned Japanese Garden designer, ?????, Tamazaki Hiroshi.

WTF am I doing here? I came to play Street Fighter III: 3rd Strike and the new Melty Blood: Final Tuned with said famous person’s son, my good friend Kousuke.

To add another tangent, Kousuke’s mom, Keme-chan, is one of my mom’s best friends; That’s the main reason behind me being here.

Anyway, here’s a Japanese lesson for you crazy people (all .2 of you).

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This phrase is a glimpse into the optimistitc side of Japanese culture. Literally, it means, “Something will happen”, and is used when one is taking upon something, be it a test, journey or even life itself. Perhaps “Something (good) will come of it” is a better way to put it.

This is my 2nd time staying over here since I came to Japan about 4 weeks ago. Coming here is one of my fondest memories of Japan, and has always meant a lot to me. Many many years ago, it was in this household where Kousuke taught me how to combo in the Super Famicon version of Super Street Fighter (before this, all I knew was the classic jump roundhouse, sweep 2-hitter), and where my path as a World Warrior began. After a week of training, I became estatic when I finally pulled off Ken’s staple 3 fierce combo (jump fierce, stand fierce, fierce shoryuken) for the first time. Nevertheless, beating my teacher proved to be quite difficult, seemingly an impossible task at the time. It was also here that I entered my first tournament (SFZ3), and got 2nd place, my A-Ken losing to Kousuke’s V-Akuma. At that time, my V-ism skills were still in their infancy, so I stuck with what I knew.

This time though, it seems the student has become the teacher. Even after being away from the scene for so long, my basics 101 are much more honed than my eternal rival’s. Zero 3 is a blow-out these days, and even in 3rd Strike, I’m able to come out with the win most of the time (This was true in Melty Blood for a while, but its become pretty even recently).

Well, this post is just a draft. But I decided to post it despite that, cuz I haven’t done anything on this site in a while. I’m currently in the middle of a total design overhaul for the site, and this time imma come out with something 90% my own. We’ll see how that goes. And tomorrow, I’m gonna go to an 8-bit concert in Shibuya (April’s Album Launch (with omgomg YMCK), so that’ll be fun. I’ll be sure to post up some pics and experiences when I get back.

To be continued…

Naivety

I remember back in junior high and high school.
I used to listen to Rage. I heard the message.
Flashforward 6-8 years or so…
I now understand it.
Before the music resonated with me. “The Machine” was the whole grown-up world. Teenage angst if you will.
The reality is much worse than that. Now the music makes my whole body vibrate and shake. With anger.
Recently I’ve been putting off a major decision in my life. Follow my dreams, or fight for them. Should I go along my way of becoming a video game designer, toys for the privaleged? Or should I fight to bring the joy that I get from games to everyone. Sigh… it is Men & Women who can “throw away” their individual dreams, and take up the dreams of billions of people lying in wait for their time to finally, finally, finally come.

Who were you, Mark Garrison, to bump RATM?

yes i know my enemy
they’re the teachers who told me to fight me

compromise
conformitiy
assimilation
submission
ignorance
hypocrasy
brutality
the elite

all of which are american dreams

What are you doing about it? Its not just “good music”… its a message. DO YOU UNDERSTAND?