Blade Runner.

Yo.

These past few weeks have been strange. They haven’t been bad and there’s some things that definitely have been good, but overall, it’s just been strange. It’s my head. Well, actually, my mind. It wanders places. Places I didn’t even know existed. Places I don’t know what to make of. Sometimes, I just catch myself and go – what the hell was that? I’m confused. Very confused. But in a good way. I think.

Anyways, to more concrete topics. Yesterday, I saw Blade Runner, featuring Harrison Ford. A crazy sci-fi future flick from the 80s. Cool story, cool settings, cool outfits. You know you got yourself a gem when, after the movie, you ask: “What happened to the unicorn?” Yeah, I never said it was a more normal topic. I really liked the film. It was cool. And Ford’s facial expressions alone were enough to make the movie get my approval. Very cool film indeed.

Daryl Hannah as Pris, in Blade Runner (1982).

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I agree, emails are underrated.

Email from Succumb to Blasphemy, sent 2011-02-23, 7.45 pm.

When I picture the Future Phemy, I see a very educated woman someone who’s very involved in cultural and artsy stuff. You’re a writer, but at the same time, I picture you with this own… not clinic, because that’s sounds very, like, I dunno. Just not a clinic. I see you as this woman who has sort of like a home for kids who are in a bad shape. Like, it’s some sort of sanctuary for them where you help them and talk to them. Sort of like a psychologist, I guess. Haha, is it funny that I picture you as a blogger too? Like, you write books and you write a blog. you’re probably in America. Though I’m not sure if you’re in Seattle or the state of Washington… Actually, I’m not sure you’re in a rainy place at all because I can imagine you falling in love with a guy who is very artistic (he’s probably one of the reasons why your interest in cultural stuff has evolved into an obsession) and he takes you to live in a sunny ass place, hahaha. Kids? In my imagination you have one at the moment but going on two, hahahaha. xD

Also, you’ve probably been to Mexico a gazillion times and helped kids who are really messed up and your Spanish skills have blossomed and now you’re fluent in the language!! Oooh, and then you help several families move to America and you help even more families who live in the southern part of America to learn how to speak English and you help to integrate them in society.
 
And when you’re old, you look back on your life with happiness and weightlessness. With the love of your life by your side!
Haha, oh I’m so cliché.
Hugs, chicalitamita!
 
This put a huge smile on my face and I’m sure you can see why. The life of my dreams. It’s nice to know that you have a friend who knows what you’re about. Oh, and also, a home for troubled teens would be heavenly. I’d feel like my life has a meaning. Maybe one day…

Juvenile dreams of adulthood.

Hello friends,

Instead of going to school, like I would if I didn’t have the day off, I spent my afternoon exploring with two friends. It was a very pleasant day that included a game of: “Spot the furrball.” We lost count after a while. Such an odd trend. I don’t see it. We went to this really cool music store and got to play all sorts of instruments. Highlights included a mint green acoustic guitar, some dude playing acoustic covers of Lady GaGa songs, a ginormous cello, a pink electric guitar and le grande finale – playing the banjo. Unfortunately, I don’t know how to play the banjo, but that was just an irrelevant technicality. The day also included fawning over pastel clothing that were the only indication that spring is on its way, eating pastries and discussing the future.

It all started with the ever-dreaded question: So, what are you going to do after high-school? Even though I was the one who brought it up, I couldn’t help but groan along with my friends. We started talking about the immense pressure that comes along with deciding what to do after all of this is done. We hear of grown-ups that changed careers on a whim and envy them for having the courage to be so spontaneous. We start dreaming of the ultimate life, being a culture journalist or a graphic designer or an art director. We laughed over the fact that it all started with saying: “I want a cool office that’s minimalistic with a mac computer and an orchid on the desk.”

The discussion got taken a few years back, to this one, when one of us mentioned turning eighteen. About how overrated it seems. Everyone makes a big deal about it and has grown-up dinners, or go clubbing or wishes for a car. Why is this birthday so different? The conversation eventually ended in us saying that we have to try this clubbing thing, even if it’s just to see what it’s like. You always hear about friends that met at a club, or flirts, or loves. It just seems like a totally different world. With rules. Do you dance? Do you hang out at the bar? Do you make eye-contact with strangers? Do you avoid them? Do you go up to someone who seems interesting and just talk? Do you even talk? Is there a certain drink you shouldn’t order? How do you even pay for a drink? Clubbing – a social game that’s a part of being human. And I am only human after all.

Love & E = mc²

Survival of the fittest.

Hello,

we’ve been talking a lot about evolution in school these past couple of days. Discussions about morals, ethics, science, religion, the meaning of life etc. The (vast) majority of my class are strict believers in evolution. They praise Darwin and take every opportunity they get to point out that we are nothing but animals. Superior to all other animals, but animals none the less. I myself take a different approach to all of this. I consider myself a religious person, in my definition of the word, but I guess most people would call it spiritual if I just explained the practicalities of my faith. I’m catholic, but I don’t take the Bible in a literal sense as the conventional christian would. I choose to focus on the messages the stories in the Bible, and not necessarily the actual content. So I believe that the creatures that’s on earth right now have evolved from species that existed a long time ago. Evolution, I guess. But I still have my doubts, not just about the theory itself, but what it would mean.

One of my thoughts regarding this is a short one. We were discussing the human being’s selfishness in class, and people kept mentioning that it’s in our nature and that it’s been like since the beginning of time. Animals have to fight for survival, and therefore, they prioritize themselves. That got me wondering. Animals are selfish because they have to, and we did too, once, but our society have changed – so, why shouldn’t our instincts as well? I mean, we’re pretty much reliant on each other now, so why should we automatically want to have everything for ourselves? Isn’t that the whole point of the evolution, to adapt to the current situation. Our lifestyles have changed so much, in my opinion, it would just be reasonable if our essence as human beings would too.

Another thought I had was about the future of the human population. The whole survival of the fittest ordeal is about the best adapted individuals to survive, right? In our society, that would probably be about intellect. The smart people out there should survive, and make a better world, while the people with lower IQ’s would just fall by the waste side. Of course, this isn’t the case according to the standards today. But in a way, they kind of are. The smart people compete with the not so smart ones, because that’s what all people do, and in most cases, the smart ones win. The people without education have to struggle to find end’s meat while the doctors and lawyers of the world live in financially stable homes. This also gives the smart people a bigger advantage when it comes to producing off-spring. It’s easier for them to raise a “good” kid, that’s healthy and gets a proper education, who can continue to mate and help the human race live on, than it would for someone who can barely afford to pay rent. After I thought about this, I thought that it can’t be like this, because the people with lower IQ’s wouldn’t be eliminated. But then I thought some more. I consider myself a pretty smart person, and I know for a fact, that I’m a thousand times more attracted to someone if he’s intelligent as well. I’ve always thought that it’s because I like to conversate with someone who’s on the same wave-length as me, or even higher, that I like the challenge. But now that I think about it, it could just be my “make” that makes me feel attracted to a smart person so that we could produce off-spring that would have a bigger chance to survive in this world than a “stupid” person. Then I thought further, my friends that struggle in school all have boyfriends that struggle in school as well, one of them has said that she doesn’t click with smart boys, and prefers the simplicity of a “dumb” boy. That kind of scares me. What if that is the way it’s going to be? All the intelligent people pair up and the less intelligent people pair up, and eventually the latter doesn’t “happen” very often. Then we’ll have this super society with a bunch of intellectuals. It sounds good, but I think we really need the diversity. Sometimes, the people who don’t fill the criteria for the conventional definition of being intellectual know better than those who do. It’s when you have a mix that things work out best.

Love & subways