the infamous mind attack destroyed

This is an excert from wiki:

A genre [ˈʒã:rə], (French: "kind" or "sort") is a loose set of criteria for a category of literary composition; the term is also used for any other form of art or utterance.

In all art forms, genres are vague categories with no fixed boundaries. Genres are formed by sets of conventions, and many works cross into multiple genres by way of borrowing and recombining these conventions. The scope of the word "genre" is usually confined to art and culture, particularly literature. In genre studies the concept of genre is not compared to originality. Rather, all works are recognized as either reflecting on or participating in the conventions of genre.

I’ve started with the copy, the brief definition, the explanation from wiki because i think its "fair", i do believe that as "conventional" beings, it is "necessity". what exactly - i believe there is none, but it is more like a "tool of necessity" - The conventional means of communication and categorization, it has become our reductionist habit, our discriminatory behaviour, What Has? The way (in general) and as far i can imagine, it as the "distinction engine". i say, it has always been there (metaphysically) and throughout times we use it differently; the application defers from time to time; the way differ? i hope you get what i mean…

Photography, as one pick this "tool" and start "creating" existence and all there is - it is boundless, well it feels like it, perhaps not. It is "new", it is infinite, and the analogy or the idea of a new born baby - the idea about a "start" "directionless". In other way, there is some sense of being "pure" but lets not go too far. one start exploring and exploring, and soon, there is a particular "way", assuming that every individual will come across major character "build-up" (from socialization or/and self-realization. i believe they are the same, self-realization in what you really "really" prefer? it’s a difficult question, but i like to challenge you that you don’t actually … hmmm put it this way, you are not "The Agent" of self realization (of a particular character…) fuck me?… no fuck you! ignorant arrogant piece of shit! we are in the same plane!

ah, photography,, and art in general…. okay, so, as you explore, you find that this particular way of "taking" it, expressing it "feels" right, it is something i want to go into, experiment, experience, etc thus i go (maybe after a period of time, i will lost interest, but i do not know) and since, you would like to share this "way" of expressing, (if you really want to) and you need to communicate to others, to let others know, understand etc. A formulation in language begins, you start to use words to identify/describe a particular phenomenon, you start to use words for a method, a technique etc. and soon, there seem to be a wealth of data, knowledge, documentation, etc… it becomes a discipline, a particular way of art……a particular way of expressing……

 

Here is the List.

before Time remove my memory, before work replace time, before i lose it.

- finish up capito-family relationship ("typical East/South East Asian syndrome")

- current "crime" issue in Malaysia. and a truly stupid Newspapers in Malaysia - the problem from the people and the government. who are the "criminals"? the people? government? and the "criminals"? what the "criminals"

- "crime" the issue gets complicated. xenophobia! racism! inferiority-complex! foreigners! wait! what foreigner? white = positive, others = ???           ( i have to say, racism in malaysia is really fucked UP!, i know, i know, it’s apparent else where, perhaps the "same", but it is not, you know it…….)

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it has been a while since i’ve last visited this blog, it has been a while i’d last wrote "something". even though i’ve been hired as a writer for a "PR" propagandist consultant. it’s funny, i have been "writing" so much lately, it almost feels "empty". however, it seems to lead me to another "way" realization. it is "empty" after all, what do i mean here? i do not really know. but it is as if writing is for the sake of writing, no perhaps i’m not getting it clear. it has become a necessity, the "quest-ion" is how do i balance it. no, the question is, any form of expression in writing is just another form. perhaps, i am not going anywhere, perhaps the purpose of writing really have a "reason", perhaps the reason behind the reason lies more reason, perhaps, there is none at all. that writing is a tool, to reinvent what is there already, to show new perspective, angle, light, blah blah blah. is necessity becoming clear? perhaps you are right, i AM writing to an audience, but is it really for you to read? or is it for me to self-reflect? i do not know, but i do know it is a form of expression on what its already there, happening, going to, has, was, whatever. If only i have the thirst for more, to write, write, write, write. but i do not have the energy - it’s draining, the capitalist world is taking my life slowly, and surely, i’ve dramatized it, so What!? i fear that it is really the truth. i fear by the time my life ends, i’ve not uncover the lies buried deep beneath, not even close, that most people remained as stupid as i am today. i apologize that you have to bear with me, i apologize that you no longer see the world through my eyes. i apologize i no longer see it through yours.