via Balaji Viswanathan’s answer to The Bhagavad Gita: How would you explain the essence of Bhagavad Gita? – Quora.
Here is the backdrop. A great warrior who is fighting against injustice is suddenly overcome by sorrow. He had to fight a war against everyone he cared for – his cousins, teacher, uncles, classmates.. Overtaken by emotions, he attempts to give up the war.
Then his Guru takes him on a lesson of a lifetime (Yoda character of Star Wars was greatly inspired by this & shares a lot of similiarities). Over 18 chapters, Gita packs an intense analysis of life, emotions and ambitions. Here is the summary with actual quotes are in italics. (more…)
Feeling so happy in love and lucky in life, lately. Hope these roses help boost your mood for a happy springtime day!
A tongue in cheek and thought-provoking non-objective review of the Wachowskis 2015 Jupiter Ascending as written by The Mary Sue, that I hope you *thoroughly* enjoy reading as much as I did
So what exactly is Jupiter Ascending?
Let’s start with the basics: this movie is not The Matrix. This movie is not Dune. This movie is not Star Wars, nor is it The Fifth Element. No, this movie is like if all of those movies plus the music video for the Backstreet Boys’ “Larger Than Life” and the really weird parts of the Mass Effect trilogy all got really drunk at a party and had a massive orgy while H.P. Lovecraft filmed it. That’s Jupiter Ascending.
The plot is this: the Wachowskis were given an extraordinary amount of money to make whatever the hell they wanted, and what they wanted to make is exactly what we all, secretly, deep down, want to make: the big-screen adaptation of that Stargate fanfic you wrote when you were fourteen that really went off the rails and began to inhabit its own universe, complete with original characters, wolf-men, and bees. That’s Jupiter Ascending.
I mean, I want to have a serious discussion about the film’s plot, but I honestly can’t. I can’t because it just doesn’t matter. It doesn’t matter! What about the plot could possibly matter when part of it involves Mila Kunis as the reincarnation of an ancient space princess who falls in love with a Channing Tatum-shaped half-wolf hybrid angel alien with anti-gravity roller skates and a great debt to pay off? That’s Jupiter Ascending.
You can read more of the film’s review at The Mary Sue.
I’ve been working on a weekend project to update the responsive design of my other domains (related to photography and a fashion diary), which you can visit by clicking the following two photos below. Enjoy! Hopefully I will have a little more time to contribute content with the beautiful sunshine weather, lately.
I missed this whole color-vision-brouhaha because I was off the internet for most of the day. Curious about the colour of the dress? the answer is simple: it’s blue. More interestingly, curious about why the Internet lost its collective shit? There’s an article for that. For what it’s worth, I saw the photograph of the dress as white and gold and a rorschach test.
Curious query that crossed my thoughts, which was, what does this cultural internet-phenomenon add as a future comment for ourselves as a collective society? As an answer to this, I followed a tweet that mentioned how ‘the dress of many colours’ inspired a re-reading of Wittgenstein and Kant, which then led to this Medium post on the dress and Epistemology. The writer of the article, Sydette Harry, goes further into detail on our evolving relationship with affirmation and dissent in internet culture:
Conformity is now hand-picked. You can find the people who support your version of reality, and use them to battle the people who don’t. You don’t have to wonder whether you are right or wrong; you just have to find the people or the evidence that agrees with you.
In a thoughtful essay included in his novel ‘Invisible Cities‘, Italo Calvino, an Italian journalist and author of ‘If on a Winter’s Night a Traveler‘, wrote on our society’s obsession with morality and despair, described by his narrator Marco Polo to his host, the Chinese ruler Kublai Khan:
“The inferno of the living is not something that will be; if there is one, it is what is already here, the inferno where we live every day, that we form by being together. There are two ways to escape suffering it. The first is easy for many: accept the inferno and become such a part of it that you can no longer see it. The second is risky and demands constant vigilance and apprehension: seek and learn to recognize who and what, in the midst of the inferno, are not inferno, then make them endure, give them space.” (p.165)
Maybe it’s just because I am still in my twenties, but when I read this article earlier this week I couldn’t get it out of my mind. It’s not new to question our life’s purpose, and the stigma of suicide is still prevalent in modern culture: Facebook recently added new tools and an interface update so users can more easily report Facebook friends whose posts suggest they might be considering suicide. Myself, I choose to live a life with no regrets. If I died now, death would just be the next adventure. John Gray, the New Statesman’s lead book reviewer, reviews Greg Garrett’s Entertaining Judgement: the Afterlife in Popular Imagination and the presence of post-death in modern media:
“The leading moral philosopher of the 19th century, Henry Sidgwick, spent much of his life looking for evidence that human consciousness survived bodily death. For this eminent Victorian (born in 1838, he died in 1900, having spent all his adult life as an academic in Cambridge), there had to be an afterlife if ethics was to have any meaning. If we are extinguished when we die, there can be no basis for morality – no reason why we shouldn’t follow the dictates of self-interest, or simply obey the whims of the moment. The only way of avoiding this “intolerable anarchy” was what he called “the Postulate of Immortality”. (more…)
A belated Lunar New Year iPhone wallpaper Freebie (original artists credited on the Flickr page).
I actually enjoy creating media art and written content. Mastery of a programming code function, completion of reading a well-loved and deservedly battered print book from title page cover to the annotations reference just before the book jacket, and sometimes, distillation of the aria floating wondering thoughts that appear every 6 months or so in tangible reading format. Since the beginning of this year, the majority of ‘internet creative’ activities is centered on my Instagram feed of strictly square-format delightful photographs. Shooting with an iPhone camera, DSLR digital camera boyfriend, and analogue film camera lovers is the best craft thus far that ‘inspo happiness’ whenever in daily life: a sense of happiness that precludes the harmony of the colours as a result of darkroom editing, and more of a focus on the moment of composition when “snapped” with the shutter.
Pinterest is where most of the Internet ‘insta’ popularity I enjoy is located, and it is quite clear to see why: Content is well-curated, neatly organized in specific ‘themed’ albums, features a wide variety of techniques and styles, and, most importantly, is consistently updated. Though really, that’s they key word of the source of ‘insta’ popularity: curated. None of the media content is owned nor was created by myself. And while you may argue that ‘lifestyle’ and ‘fashion’ photographers do enjoy a popularity of their photography, is it not also true that the clothing, accessories, and sundry items were created by craftsman and artisans, while these photographers are the owners of a possession? That being said, there’s a difference between capturing a moment for advertising purposes of the ordinary life of objects, and creating a narrative from a composition (example, any modern blockbuster film versus art director Wong Kar-Wai’s Chungking Express (1994).