(Portrait shot by Tuba,diptych by me then photoshoped by Tuba.her site: www.flickr.com/photos/siempre)
Think pink!Think positive!
It's this very well known politics of self-beguiling,soul-conciliating,nerve-mollificating.
A very well -known, quite missionarily disseminated , frequently used, vulgarly banal, teasing attitude!
It's the best hidden brainwasher and most innocent looking mind manipulation.
It's the best-seller doctrine amongst Pollyana enthusiasts.
Now, how stupid is that..How disturbing is the epidemic way it spreads..
How insane is engraining senseless positive thoughts to your mind , without even understanding perceiving and admitting the negative parts of your life.
A volunteer blindness.A meaningless escape from the genuine bad condition to a suffocating "relief" .The easy escape from the evil that could be fighted back ,to an emetic rescue.
How pointless is disguising/decorating your sentiments , when your soul is not at peace with itself?
That wouldn't help protecting you from the continuosly and inevitably growing evil , from the unscapable coward in your soul.
Therefore , consciousness towards anything annoyable and it's confronting is much better than a artificial happiness dose.
for more on this : http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0945356/ (the art of negative thinking ) movie is highly recommended.
movie trailer :http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-D94XR1KWxk
Is it just my opinion guys , I'm not sure , but I think all of us tend to get stuck in illusions and dreams each time we face s.t we dislike.
At least I tend to do this each time I'm annoyed or fed up .
Is it relaxing?Sedative?Placatory? These wouldn't be the right words.Nobody would practice such things , there's no need to relax when you're going nuts.There's no need to abate , when you're pissed off.There's no need to benumb your sentiments when you're down.
I feel I hear you saying: Well , being stuck in illusions/dreams is not that much different from the above escapes..
I have to disagree ..Illusions/dreams don't make you always feel better (of course when you are aware , they're just dreams), still they protect that mere light within you.Make you feel stubbornly stronger , make you feel like you're waiting for something.Give you a reason to survive, a reason to fight and a reason to stand up.
One may call this , fooling & beguiling yourself.
It might not be that smart or healthy and it might not suit nowadays relationships or attitudes, but hell , I enjoy it and will stick with it :)
Once ,during one of our safaris, I experienced something very interesting that led me to this post.We were taking photos with friends at Cibali one of the old , suburbs of Istanbul, very well known for the old fashioned houses and the very untouched nostalgic neighbourhood atmosphere.But this is not what I'm gonna talk about today..What catched my attention was this little boy, that you may see on the attached photo.I had shot hundreds of children portraits that last hour and I was feeling a bit tired.Then I see this guy approaching.He asked me to take his portrait too.Damn , I was so very tired, I just needed some rest, so I rushed to say smiling:- But , my dear I took your portrait too.-No you didn't -, he said .-You took a lot of pictures but not mine-, said he with a stubborn voice.I looked at his eyes and suddenly had an unexplainable feeling of shame.Felt so very bad, for how I've acted.This little guy, had disarmed me with his genuine naivite.I forced my self to smile, for I didn't want him to understand what I was thinking.Got some shots of him, showed them to him, then he thanked me , I thanked back and he went away.While watching him , run away happily and carelessly , I thought how hard , wrong and meaningless was lying to a child.They'd challenge everything with their genuine sense of perceiving!
This case was not an important one maybe, but I'll bear this one in mind for the future:)
Two years of relationship.Two individuals loving each other.But... the girl's inferior feelings prevents her to enjoy anything.She's maniacally jealous of her boyfriend , believing he was so fed up with her face ..So she decides to undergo a plastic surgery and change her face , desperately hoping to get her lovers attention. (but this is just her apprehension anyway)..What happens further , I'm not inteding to tell you.But if I was to summarize it : lots of meaningless pain.
This film reminded me of a quote I once read at a book.A girl was saying to her boyfriend:Do you know how many identities I changed , to love you?
This is so very painful.The idea that we can't except ourselves as we are , the pointless complexes that make our lives eves more complicated.A never ending paranoia: Am I still attracting for his/her eyes?Am I funny,creepy,entertaining enough?Is their dose always at top?
Why this terrible escape from ourselves?Why this urge need to ornament our characters?Why this feeling of deficience?
If only we could understand that's the reason of our disaster...
I strongly recommend you this Kim Ki Duk's movie , as a mirror of our complexes!
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Nje marredhenie sentimentale 2 vjeçare.Dy njerez te dashuruar.Por..ndjenjat inferiore te vajzes e ndalojne ate ta ndjeje kete kenaqesi.Ajo eshte çmendurisht xheloze per te dashurin e saj duke menduar se pamja e saj i eshte merzitur ketij te fundit.Vendos te ndryshoje paraqitjen e saj me ane te nje operacioni plastik , duke shpresuar deshperueshem ti terheqe kesisoj vemendjen te dashurit te saj.(por sigurisht ky eshte vetem nje trillim i mendjes se saj).Nuk kam ndermend t'ju tregoj vazhdimin e filmit.Por nese do t'me duhet ta permbledh do te thoja : vetem dhimbje shume e madhe dhe e pakuptimte!
Ky film me kujtoi nje shprehje qe pata lexuar dikur ne nje liber.Nje vajze i thote te dashurit te vet: A e di ti valle sa identitete kam nderruar une , per te te dashur ty?
Kjo eshte vertete shume e dhimbshme.Ideja qe nuk nuk e pranojme veten tone ashtu siç jemi , komplekset e panevojshme qe krijojme qe na e bejne jeten dhe me te komplikuar nga ç'eshte.Nje paranojakeri e pafundte:A jam une ende terheqes/e ne syte e tij/saj?A jam une mjaftueshem komik/e, ngjethes/e, argetues/e?Dhe a jane keto cilesi te fundit perhere ne dozen me te larte?
Ç'eshte kjo arratisje e tmerrshme nga vetja jone? Perse kjo deshire e ethshme per te stolisur karakterin tone?Perse kjo ndjesi mangesie?
Ah sikur ta kuptonim qe kjo eshte arsyeja e tere fatkeqesive tona!..
Jua rekomandoj fuqishem kete film te Kim Ki Duk si nje pasqyre e komplekseve tona!
