Thread: Rant and Rave, Cry and Complain

I had forgotten what cold feels like and what quiet sounds like, and I had no desire to remember these things. Curse you, sobriety!

Originally Posted by Alyzarin

I had forgotten what cold feels like and what quiet sounds like, and I had no desire to remember these things. Curse you, sobriety!

But, but the sound of silence is nice.

Originally Posted by Wolfwood

But, but the sound of silence is nice.

It's even nicer when you're high and it causes you to dissociate. Now it's just... a loud lack of noise. ._.

Originally Posted by Alyzarin

It's even nicer when you're high and it causes you to dissociate.

Well, I can't dispute that. *_* Replace it with the loud presence of noise.... music. ^_^

Here's John Cage's 4'33.... silence.



I can do that, arms tied behind back.

Originally Posted by Wolfwood

Well, I can't dispute that. *_* Replace it with the loud presence of noise.... music. ^_^

Ah, that's better. My dad also poured me a mai tai, so I've got that going for me.

I feel so sick, disgusted with him. I hate him so much right now. It's only 630 and he won't be home til at least 1130. I don't know how to put up with this until he does, and I don't know how much it will have grown by then. I'm scared of myself right now.

Originally Posted by Suena

I feel so sick, disgusted with him. I hate him so much right now. It's only 630 and he won't be home til at least 1130. I don't know how to put up with this until he does, and I don't know how much it will have grown by then. I'm scared of myself right now.

Just never there or what??

My rant is that I missed Aly on IRC by like 5 mins

Originally Posted by OldSparta

My rant is that I missed Aly on IRC by like 5 mins

I could get back on, I'm only on my second glass of wine. There just wasn't much going on. >w<

Originally Posted by Alyzarin

I could get back on, I'm only on my second glass of wine. There just wasn't much going on. >w<

I'm on my second beer, lol.

Originally Posted by Wolfwood

Here's John Cage's 4'33.... silence.



I can do that, arms tied behind back.

What the hell... I was going to complain that this is the problem with "modern art"... but then I saw this was made in 1952! I... wow. There are no words for this. And to think the guy got applause, too. Like you applaud your 4-year-old son for being quiet for 5 minutes.

No, it really does have a point. I admit it sounds really dumb because it can easily be said in a single sentence, but sometimes it takes a work of art to really convey it to people.
The reason this looks lame is because the people going to those concerts are posh assholes who wouldn't get the message anyway and just think they're better than everyone else for understanding this deep, deep shit.

Basically, he was trying to point out the sounds of silence (which isn't really silence, there's always something) are like nature's music.

But it's fun to pick on coz it's so ridiculously done and the message can be conveyed in better ways.
Although I do feel for him a bit, because when you're trying to convey a message in your art, you always feel like a complete wanker.
Likely because whatever you're saying has been said a million times before.
Sometimes people can say it better, and really drive the message across. But this isn't one of those times.

Although maybe it would be better if you had sat through the rest of his compositions and in the middle of the concert that silence hits you.

Tell em, Tommo!!

And 1952 was just about the end of the Modern period anyway - it was the first half of the 20th century (beginning around 1910 or so, with Freud and Einstein and Expressionism etc).

Modernism continued sporadically into the 70's or late 60's, but now we're well into the postmodern period. My rant is when people use the term modern when they mean contemporary.

Ah, yes. I know it's called post-modern, or contemporary, but the stereotype that people respond to is "modern art" I.E. an empty canvas titled something "deep". Or maybe one with just one or two lines. I dunno. I kind of see where the guy was coming from if the point is to enjoy nature... but I found it amusing that he apparently composed most of his later works using the I Ching. Pure RNG-created music.

Hell, I just spent over half an hour looking this guy up on Wikipedia. I wonder who really got trolled this time.

The part I was responding to was this: "I was going to complain that this is the problem with "modern art"... but then I saw this was made in 1952!"

See, 1952 WAS the Modern period, and the piano piece IS Modern (just like the Modern Art paintings you described). So you were right the first time (at least about it being modern art - whether it's a "problem" or not is a matter of opinion). But then you equated modern with contemporary.

Heh sorry, I know, I'm just being a stickler for accuracy.

I feel like a complete nerd playing magic the gathering. How lame am I?

Also tommo, thank you so much for your post earlier. I didn't expect that someone would actually read my post and want to help. You gave me a lot of great advice. I hope I can figure something put soon.

Np man, I didn't expect to write it all either. I just know how shitty of a position it is to be in. Good luck

I'm so bored being at home. Seriously, how is it possible? There are no people, no TV series, no drugs, no nothing? What am I supposed to do to make time pass?

Go on DV, listen to music, go for a walk or a ride, meditate, masturbate. And if there's one thing I've learned, there's always drugs.

Why do i have to be nice when i don't even want to?

Today i was waiting for the bus in the city, when a gypsy woman (who only had 2 teeth) come up to me and asked if i had 40Ft, because she comes from the hospital as she was operated and has no money to buy food... I know that most gypsies like doing tricks like this, so i asked her what would she buy with 40Ft, since it's a horribly tiny amount that you can't buy any serious food with. So she told me that she would buy 2 buns... that money is enough for that... so i gave it to her...

Then when i was about to cross the street, i looked back and she was at another person already, probably asking them the same thing...

Sigh... i really need to remember not to give any money to people like this... She probably just went to buy some cigarettes once she got enough money from the naive people...

Why am i so bored!!!!! *going crazy

be it from a man or a woman. a lie is still a lie.

Maybe there's no 'crash' caused by it but after 5-hour-energy wears off I go back to my natural tiredness resulting from being up for 27 hours. 7.5 hours until I can sleep and time is just dragging on. I can't even play games anywhere near decently right now. While on it I went crazy... cleaned the entire house, cut a pineapple, make an omelette, turned on the irobot vaccum cleaner and helped it get unstuck about 4 times, and that lasted for about 3.5 hours. Then the energy from the 2nd one only seemed to last about 20 minutes before I got tired again. My body wants me to sleep so badly I keep trying to justify it to myself. but no! I'm staying up with someone who has to work for another 3 hours and doesn't even have that option. Just survive 3.5 more hours.....

I know it sounds like I'm complaining about nothing, since some people can stay up for 2 days or get 4 hours of sleep per night or w/e without much of a difference... but I am not one of those people. Even with as little as 6 hours of sleep in a night and my next day is fucked.. make stupid mistakes, forget things, can't do logic, can't do grammar good, get emotional, bad at everything, and I start having minor hallucinations after as little as 36 hours or so. See... I can't even tell if I'm typing too much but I'm overthinking everything. It's like my normal sense of reason is diminished but I'm extra self-conscious and trying to figure out if what I'm doing makes sense or not, is annoying or not, etc.

I saw baby squirrels today and I fed the squirrels crackers and they ate them. Then I heard a loud knock on the window and there was a squirrel trying to balance on the narrow window ledge just staring inside with a panicked look. I saw a groundhog dead on the road yesterday and moved it to the side of the road with a stick. I also found a pretty dead butterfly and brought it inside.

Know what, I think I'm getting a second wind. Like when I've been doing homework for so many hours into the night, and HAVE to stay up because something is due, and I reach a point at which I'm so tired my mind kind of goes into robot mode and doesn't let me feel much of the tiredness anymore. I still feel it but it's different.. more bearable. I'm really just talking to talk now. As is likely clear by now I have nothing of importance to say.