somewhere in the middle of my chaos, i finished watching lain. the ending is very anticlimatic, but well, that was the tone since the begining. it reminded me a lot of ketamine trips, and the john lilly’s motto “the key is no key”. in fact, it was the first time i’ve heard about john lilly in more popular medias (and vanevar bush’s memex also). since then, only scattered on the web.
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digging thru orkut communities (it’s system is a helluva mess - i still coudn’t find what its architects want to convey, or if they’re just glueing old ones together - but since whoever adds & connects more users wins this game of social systems, there i am and winners they are) i found this page, comparing the computers between lain and apple.
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some other insights: vanevar bush wanted to create memex (his system of “augmentation of human intellect”, as he used to say) to help on the manhattan project. atomic bomb, information bomb, it reminded me directly paul virilio (”The information bomb is economic warfare under the pretext of freedom“). This guys gives me the creeps: he’s a luddite with the right arguments.
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and damn, the anime talks about schumann resonance, simply the natural resonance of planet earth: tap into this vibe and, well, you have a natural web. in fact, that was some of the premises of the anime, a programmer pointing a new version of a popular software thru this resonance - and thus spreading the wired outside the computer world - and the templars, trying to “reverse the damage”, treating the feature as a virus, because it was against their plans for the web to meld with the “real” world. and of course, lain in the middle of it, a wild card, trapped between the two worlds.
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the thing that struck me was that i didn’t know about it before. it means me, a collector of conspiracy theories and weird science, wasn’t aware of it. all under nikola tesla information cluster. gotta know more about the early etherites (they lost this paradigm war for the thomas edison’s crew), and it really hurts to be infected by a paradigm that can’t be used (unless you go nuts and dive into it, but no, thanks, my agenda is full).
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this netfix thing is doing good to me. now we’re watching the shoujo kakumei utena series, a mix of shoujo imagery (roses, lean guys, colorful hairs, gay romance, romantic relationships, faerie atmosphere), invisible college (a school of revolution, en of the world, constant change, metamorphosis) and a lot of psychoanalysis (all the sassy and girlie characters, when nearer the central myth, become more deep and their inner struggle, like an occasional zoom in that gives you insights of their behavior, before and after). and damn, it’s w.e.i.r.d!

caçando programas de p2p para mac, não achei nenhum como kazaa ou emule ou soulseek… apenas versões para serem manipuladas por linha de código!!! esquece…
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em compensação tô usando o bittorrent e já baixando vários animes e seriados…
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empolgado pq o ney gravou os furi kuri em vcd, fica o fino na tevê…

cacei uma musica e pus no walkman para ouvir no tompkins square. ela eh musica tema de um anime chamado serial experiments lain, e a letra tem a ver quando fico me pegando muito nessa de magick mirror e nao consigo entender o que meu duplo tem a dizer (no seriado a menina tambem tem um duplo, soh pra ter uma ideia)
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o jogo para entender a letra da musica eh se imaginar do lado dos espiritos, como o espirito dialogando com o medium, okeis? bem sixth sense mesmo. lah vai:
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And you don’t seem to understand
A shame you seemed an honest man
And all the fears you hold so dear
Will turn to whisper in your ear
And you know what they say might hurt you
And you know that it means so much
And you don’t even feel a thing
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I am falling, I am fading
I have lost it all
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And you don’t seem the lying kind
A shame that I can read your mind
And all the things that I read there
Candle lit smile that we both share
and you know I don’t mean to hurt you
But you know that it means so much
And you don’t even feel a thing
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I am falling, I am fading, I am drowning
Help me to breathe
I am hurting, I have lost it all
I am losing
Help me to breathe

sabadôôôôôô… fiqui ajustando uns frilas, mais tarde fomos ney, calvin, jeff e umas amigas do ney pro brooklin, num japan festival.
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acontece que o japan festival era mó furada… neguim cantando “desafinado” do tom jobim e achando massa! show de calouros total!
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voltamos pra manhattan, jeff foi pra casa, enquanto comemos burritos, tacos, enchiladas, e tudo mais, e fomos numa loja de quadrinhos pertinho de casa e bem under (nada parecida com o shopping mall nerd do forbidden planet).
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comprei animerica extra (tô numas de compilações, vários episódios de diferentes autores) e new x-men 141.
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de volta em casa, saímos eu e jeff, de novo pro brooklin, pra luxx, uma boate techno que galera fala que manda bem. 10 bucks de entrada, each.
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música boa, galera maneira, fizemos amizade com um cara tb chamado jeff… que nos levou pra casa dele (ele mora no west village, bem no centrão gay)… daí meio que fudemos… sort of… pô, ele conhece mayana, amiga do joão, do apavoramento. ou este mundo é um ovinho, ou eu conheço way too much people.
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saímos as 5 e meia, 6… passamos num bagel shop baratox e 24hs, mas a velhinha foi tão mal educada (e acredite, ninguém é mais mal educado por aqui, todo mundo cheio de “thank you”, “sorry”, “excuse me” e “thank you” again) que resolvemos desistir do pedido.
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e é isso. e casa, e lanche, e sono, e só.