Wednesday, November 28, 2007

The X-Mas Season Begins With Even More Waste

Dear All Retailers,




Monday, November 26, 2007

From My Ego's Poetry Archive

My Ego has been researching Keats' Negative Capability theory, which in essence is that truth, beauty, and goodness manifest themselves when one is 'standing in duality', or 'being in uncertainties.' Another interesting synonym is liminality. Negative Capability is the ability for a human to attain a stage of being-action that allows for the simultaneity of multiple perspectives to mutually co-exist.

This concept reminded My Ego of a poem written back in the college years, that My Ego will now share with you. Why? Because its My Ego. Enjoy, ~mIe

Lost, Ever-Binding

The See is deep here.
Real Me in

Standing in the undertow
is my only true love.

drown wishing you were there
as if you’re already

A ship on the Horizon
to those lounging on the beach
waves crash to the rhythm
hearts dance to the rhythm
drums beat to the rhythm
feet swing to the rhythm

rhythm moves to what.

Found, Ever-Loosing

Friday, November 23, 2007

The Doctor Story, Then and Now

When My Ego was a little developing Ego, Dad used to tell this story any time My Little Ego would complain about a physical problem.

He'd say, "When I was your age, I went to the doctor, and I said, 'Doc, every time I raise my arm up like this, it hurts!'" The doctor then said, "So don't raise your arm up!" That was the end of the story.

My Ego went to the doctor this week, and said, "Doc, every time I raise my arm up like this, it hurts!" The doctor then said, "Here is a prescription for some pain killers for your arm, and one for anti-depressants until you get over the trauma of it."

Happy Thanksgiving,


Tuesday, November 20, 2007

Theo Watson = Smart

There are a few humans in this world My Ego will outright label 'geniuses'... My Ego has had the pleasure of the years to stumble upon a handful of them. While there are certainly the megalomaniacs of the genre, it must never be forgotten that many, if not most, of said genius' happen to some of the sweetest, must humble and authentic people My Ego has encountered. Perhaps true genius is found in one who is constantly facing the limits of one's knowledge and imagination as juxtaposed against the total sum of all knowledge; the strategic dance within the juxtaposition in turn becomes wisdom.

One such creative force is interactive programmer Theo Watson. Currently out of Amsterdam, Theo combines the forces of techne with the forces of nature, to produce stunning interactive multimedia installations that simultaneous engage one's sense of fun and deeper purpose.

Check out Theo's latest installation, Funky Forest, to see genius manifest.



Thursday, November 15, 2007

Fear of the Unknown: Improvisation and the Indie Scene

My Ego went to see one of My Ego's favorite band, Broken Social Scene, at Webster Hall last night. The show was solid, but lacked something that My Ego finds lacking in just about every 'indie' or 'hipster'-related scene: improvisation.

Improvisation is the bedrock of American music, if not the genesis (and end goal) of music itself; to part the Curtain to let rays of light through by teasing it with the dance of vibrations in the air. To My Ego, musicians must have this goal at the forefront of his or her intentions--be it dark, fast, melodic, rhythmic, skillful, soulful--parting the Curtain is the Ultimate release, the very essence and purpose of music.

It seems as though a fear of the Unknown is at play here... Fear of messing up, hitting the wrong note. Fear of being boring, 'wanky,' or too 'noodly.' fear of being associated with certain relics of the past that don't agree with a particular current culture. Denying improvisation for the sake of a scene is simply absurd. Even a band like Broken Social Scene, who My Ego feels a more likely candidate for extend improvisational segments of a set, seemed to lack the fire of improvisation, and the spirit of the Moment.

So, you might end up reviewed here. Oh, and this band certainly didn't complain about playing to a crowd who appreciates improvisation. If only they'd (actually) stretch it out here and there.

To sum it up, Indie folk: please, for the sake of My Ego, will you just jam???


Wednesday, November 14, 2007

A Revelant Idea

My Ego has been trying to find a word for a particular phenomena for the past few weeks. There are some synonymous phrases and concepts, but not a set word to describe the phenomena. There is a (good) chance a word does exist, would love to know what it is, so please send it along.

Thus, My Ego has created a new word to add to Webster: (n) revelant.

A revelant is a meta-literal (a literal happening that serves as a metaphor) sub-contextual occurrence that 'sums up' a larger contextual occurrence; a revelent 'reveals the relevant.' Rather, when someone or something does or says something that 'reveals' who or what they are in a greater sense. A revelant may also be described as a moment that reveals quintessence.

A fine example of a revelant:

"Other Republican candidates may retort to personal attacks and negative ads."—Fund-raising letter from George W. Bush, quoted in the Washington Post, March 24, 2000

This one moment reveals the greater context of Bush's idiocy and blatant contradictory actions.

Revelants happen often, and can be found if one is Listening through a holonic contextual lens of interpretation. If you Listen carefully, you'll see them often.


Thursday, November 8, 2007

The Looming But...

I really like this post,



Wednesday, November 7, 2007

Prey for Fat Christians

My Ego's in-laws from Arkansas sent along this joke, with the CC field wide open. Sorry, but if you make the Rev Billy Graham into the hero of the joke, My Ego is going to react, and reply to 'all'. Please don't think the reaction was in support of Hillary. There is nothing that makes My Ego more angry than the contradictory Christian. My Ego loves the teaches of the man named Jesus. What they have to do with Billy Graham has yet to be discovered...

The Joke:

A plane with 4 passengers is about to crash, but has only 3 parachutes. The first passenger said, "I'm Kobe Bryant, the best NBA basketballplayer. The Lakers need me, I can't afford to die.."

So he took the first parachute and left the plane. The second passenger, Hillary Clinton, said, "I am the wife of the former President of the United States; I am the most ambitious woman in the world. I am also a New York Senator, a potential future President and, above all,the smartest woman in the world." She grabbed the second parachute and jumped out of the plane. The third passenger, Rev.
Billy Graham, says to the fourth passenger, a 10 year-old school boy, "I am old and I don't have many years left. As a Christian I will sacrifice my life and let
you have the last parachute." The boy said, "It's ok; there's still a parachute left for you. America's smartest woman took my school backpack."

My Ego's Reaction:

A passenger plane with 300 million Americans is about to crash. George Bush is the pilot. He comes onto the intercom and says, "Don't worry passengers. Everything is going to be fine, God told me so. Iraq is progressing, the mission is already accomplished there, the economy is in great shape (just look at how well all my friends are doing!), the fine people of New Orleans are safe and sound, and all of the people aboard this plane are insured, healthy, fit, and happy."

Then the plane crashed into the mountain of 7 TRILLION dollars worth of debt; a mountain created in a mere 7 years by a so-called 'small government, free market' Republican.

But don't worry, everything is going to be fine. God told me so.


Friday, November 2, 2007

Sorry Excuse Makers... Mercury Is Out of Retrograde...

My Ego is sorry to say Mercury is no longer in retrograde.

Those of you outsourcing your responsibility onto this poor little planet will have to find another crutch to lean on for now, of course until the next Mercury cycle goes retro. My Ego highly suggests global warming (ie child-with-matches) induced forest fires, the Bush Administration, more absurd lies from Giuliani or the sad truth that Colbert can't run for president as good scapegoats for your lack of will and evading acceptance of personal responsibility.