Welcome to the psychedelic rhapsody of my profile. Where you can join me in a game of chess and whiskey, and just waste your life away, or if that’s not your style why not a game of solitaire with macadamia nuts. Because humans could once fly, so let your dreams become your reality, and get lose of this world controlled by its tiny dots of light. And enter a world were materialistic views have no value, and teddy bears are cuddly to explosive proportions. But if that’s too much for your brain to handle, than try a mushroom and discovery the meaning of life. But hey, we all know that life is but a dream, where our comrades include the four legged and hairy variety, and your future is all that matters, provided your star is still shinning. So throw your money away on a pointless bet.

A Momo of my own

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The is probably going to sound contradictory for anyone that has actually followed my blog especially after that huge bitch I did about sex controlling the world but it does actually make a level of sense. I’m a huge fan of Tramps Like Us *gasp* yeah its true I know that many people think that this series is perverted and about nothing but sex but obviously they haven’t read the manga either that or they are just so simple minded that the sex scenes and references are all they can focus on.

I really love that Sumire keeps Momo as a pet but that’s all he is to her and not in the perverted sense like Ai No Kusabi *double gasp* yeah I’ve watched that series as well. She cooks for him, washes his hair and hugs him to help her through all her anxieties. He really is like a dog to her even during his bath times there is nothing sexual between them. Momo constantly has a sexual desire towards her, which seems to keep a distance between them in the way that she doesn’t always know what he is thinking. Although with Sumire it’s the opposite she realises that she can’t live without Momo he is the only one that she shows who she truly is. She gets angry with him, cries, gets drunk and laughs in front of him all of which are things that she can’t do in front of anyone else including her boyfriend who at one point proposes to her. And Hasumi seems to have little desire to see any side of her so long as she is having sex with him.
Basically there is a bond between Momo and Sumire present because of that absence of sexual attraction between the two. Its like I’ve said sex rules everything she doesn’t want to ruin any of the expectations that Hasumi has so she pretends to be something else its like that with everyone. I recently started reading ‘are men necessary’ yeah my knowledge of and contempt for the dating world has reached new heights now. There were ‘The Rules’ mentioned many times basically this was another book published with a set of rules for women to follow in order to catch a man. Yes another degradation of the female mind by making us nothing but sex symbols who’s only mission in life was to be a step ford wife. Well threes really no need to say this but we all know I am the equal/opposite reaction to these rules (yes Newton’s laws can apply to sexuality as well). From what I’ve read of this book the author struck me as a real life version of Sumire she seemed intelligent enough but was absent of any independency when it came to relationships. Before each action in her relationships she weighed everything up and nearly sent herself insane attempting to act in a way that would please her partner rather then just doing what she wanted.
This totally bugged me why the hell should you have to contemplate every move in a relationship you should just be able to do something solely because you want to. And no that’s not a neive thought what’s neive is when people argue that if you love someone enough you’ll change for them. That is not love that is just Eros sure there are exceptions. But basically most relationships are developed from one seeking out the other due to desire, they have fantasies about the other person and if they don’t live up to their expectations then they just move on, easy come – easy go. Like what really bugged me was when women judged men at dinners, the man’s value was determined by whether he picked up the check or not. What type of judgement is that? You don’t just drop someone because of that. That sort of thing wouldn’t phase me because personally I would rather sit up and watch a movie with my dog then some guy that’s going to judge my value from every move I make because honestly I’m not going to play the sex symbol for anyone and have no expectations of anyone around me. I just want a Momo of my own a dog that can talk back.

Justified Chaos

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I finished reading the Death Note manga the other day damn I was disappointed, I’ve always argued the in depth phycology of this series saying that most of its readers have attempted to simplify the morals of the series. I don’t know what Ohba’s intentions for this series were and I’ve never read any of his previous series but I thought I had an understanding as too how this might end and I guess I even admired him throughout reading this series. He was like Ryuji in Ring 2 the ultimate individual rebelling against society. He was constantly blurring the lines he never painted Light/ Kira as purely good or evil he kept his audiences constantly arguing about the justification of the murders. The whole atmosphere was so controversial and even including the discussion of after life. He dismisses the idea of life after death, there is no heaven or hell there is nothing whether a person uses the death note or not. He is removing the concept of religion from Lights character, which enhances the idea of him being a god. He does not refer to himself as a greater being as such but rather as someone that can protect the innocence. And throughout the series he is painted as a genius in the way that he can calculate each situation but at the same time he is still human he does panic in situations. If he had not killed the FBI agents then he would not have been contained by L. This proves what I’ve said before about humans just being animals, he felt threatened and panic killing the FBI agents was an instinct to ensure his freedom.

But then after what seems to be an effort to rebel against socially acceptable beliefs he end the series in a way that is so damn carbon copy it isn’t funny. He takes all the blurred lines and condenses it all into the single black and white of good versus evil. All of Kira’s most devoted followers reject him they no longer consider him as a god. Near attempts to bring him to justice and states that he was evil, even though through Kira’s rule crimes have decreased by 70 % the world is much safer he has almost created a world in which the weak can live and survive, he has eliminated survival of the fittest. But then its all lost he dies in absolute fear, our last impressions of him are pathetic and weak like he was never really meant to be a god but just another pathetic human attempting to achieve power and immortality. The world returns to the crimes that control the weak and it again becomes a matter of survival of the fittest. But even Matsuda raises the point that was it all for the best? The only way he’s comrades can justify that it is that if Light was not killed they would have been.
Ahh I totally hated this ending I mean these characters were so afraid of losing their own lives that they would rather have the world ruled by chaos. After all his efforts to rebel he gave in right at the end with a socially acceptable finale.

But the more I think it I guess the more I think that maybe I’m just simplifying the ending in a way that many readers simplified the morals. Yes this ending is socially acceptable but at the same time it’s a reflection on human behaviour. Was Kira really thinking about creating a utopia where survival of the fittest didn’t apply to humans or did he just want to be a god like the megalomaniacs throughout history?
Then there is again the idea raised that people will do anything to ensure their own survival the detectives justify the world falling back into a crime riddled chaos through keeping their own lives. They are selfish but that is just the way humans are and always will be, that is our ‘destiny’ and no one can change that.

Its all about context

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For years now I’ve been watching a movie review program that’s host by two movie critics David and Margaret that are renowned it’s pretty much my favourite program in my sad existence. Last week David pointed something out that I found pretty interesting earlier I think a couple of weeks earlier they had reviewed a European film I think it was German, but the film was based within the 2nd world war and Margaret had described the sexual content of the film as being all about ‘tits.’ Although when reviewing a recent English film called ‘cash back’ which follows a 15 year old boy working in a convenient store and he freezes time and things, being a 15 year old boys mind there is obviously much sexual content which David referred to as being almost Soft core pornography but Margaret said that with the context it was only expected, which surprised David. And it got me thinking this is a women who fought to have Kent Park a film that was banned in Australia to be played and even organised the under ground screening that was broken up by police. She justifies everything according to context. Is it really so simple as to judge sexual content according to the context? Its natural for the mind of a 15-year-old boy but not for a war film? And a film that is apparently so graphic that it has to be banned should still be left up to public choice?

WARNING ORGINAL THOUGHTS CAN CAUSE CREATIVITY

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For ages people were bugging me to see ‘Little Miss Sunshine’ and after my experience with ‘Silent Hill’ I was reluctant. But I was feeling down over everything that has happened and decided to rent a non-thinking film for my Friday night ritual. ‘Little Miss Sunshine’ came to mind and I thought what the hell my week couldn’t possibly get any worse. Damn I couldn’t believe it after I watched this film they took the superficial comedy of a beauty pageant theme mixed it with the prehistoric adventures of a road trip and used original thinking to create a film that is more then worthy of its critically acclaimed status. Ok so we’ve all seen misfit old people trying to recapture their youth but I have never even caught a glimpse of someone like the grandfather in this film, he does drugs and doesn’t try to justify it, tells his grandson to **** a lot of women and teachers his granddaughter a strip tease as her talent for the pageant OMG I’m loved it. Then you have the uncle just when you think all hope is lost that Greg Kinear could ever truly act you have that part. It was realistic to a degree that allowed for entertainment without glorifying anything OMG A REVOLUTION. I swear to god this film restored my faith in the film industry, after this I keeping thinking ok surely there is going to be another film as brilliant as this soon.

Sitting through one worthless film after another I came to the conclusion that with the exception of ‘Little Miss Sunshine’ and some other films the west must be afraid of having original thoughts. Because it would seem that unless the film is taken from a pre-existing success eg theme park ride (Pirates of the Caribbean), a comic (Spider Man) (oh and these films although hugely entertaining don’t come close to being compared with LMSS) then the writers can not create an entertaining piece that contains any originality. It’s like every film that is coming out these days is just carbon copy rubbish that makes absolutely no damn sense. Take ‘Friends With Money’ what the hell was the point of that film? I laughed a few times but seriously it’s less then memorable. It’s like people are just churning out films for the sake of it. It seems like it’s more important to be remembered for the quantity of films rather then the quality, which is understandable look at Edwood he was deemed the worst director in history and he had a film made about him. But WHY? WHY? Can’t these people take their supposed talents to create something that is original entertainment?

Meet me at the river Styx

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The more I see of people the more I love my dog, damn I could never find a more appropriate quote for myself then that. It’s blatantly obvious that I hold a higher respect for animals then I do for most of my fellow humans. I have or rather had 10 dogs, which explains my territorial behaviour and my absolutely bitching attitude. People are always saying their dogs are human which I would normally find insulting but if there’s one thing I’ve discovered it’s that the hierarchy of sexes still applies. Owning mostly working dogs I thought the entire thing was just a farmers joke because I was a young girl, damn was I wrong. At first I couldn’t control any of my male dogs but my dad could, it would drive me insane so one day I had enough and decided to try a strategy I had seen my dogs use on each other to establish dominance. I must have looked insane at the time growling, but afterwards I had established dominance and become the Alfa of our pack, well sort of. I had this particular pup at one time that absolutely hated me, I mean this dog couldn’t stand me, it was bad enough that absolutely no one could control her but at times when we would have challenges of dominance I always lost and ended up nursing wounds and I had to hide from my family. I defended her countless times, even when her breeder offered to take her back. Ironic really I’ll defend a dog that hates me until the bitter end but I’d easily give up on most humans.

After countless fights there was an incident that involved a lot more pain and blood then usual, I was really upset mostly because of the pain, and for some reason she tried to comfort me for the first time ever. Its sounds cliché but after that she actually started to like me we didn’t fight anymore and she become another one of my closest dogs. After about 5 years she became suddenly sick the vets couldn’t figure out what was officially wrong but after some surgery they assumed that things would get better. But they still warned me that she would be lucky to make it past 8, over the next 3 years I swear to god that dog has given me more near heart attacks then all my other dogs, turning up on a main road, escaping her yard and wandering around the paddocks at night, oh and my favourite finding her playing tug-a-war with two other dogs with a brown snake they had just killed. They say when someone dies you tend to romanticise their life but damn without Judy I don’t think my life would have been nearly as exciting, she was the first and so far the only dog to truly hate me, not to mention the fact that she is probably the only top pedigree bred working dog to never do a honest days work in her whole life, what could possibly be more fun then that.

Last year she turned 8 and I remember that night all I could think about was this is it so much longer, well it wasn’t nearly as long as I had hoped she died of a secondary infection resulting from undetected lung cancer, a bit over a week ago.