Thursday, March 24, 2011






"My aim is to put down on paper what I see and what I feel in the best and simplest way." Ernest Hemingway











Millions of sunsets
arrive in a single second
To the millions of gazers
perceiving from perspectives
all the universe stands still
Movement is a mere perception
Understood only through such deception
created by a logical inception

































Sunday, February 27, 2011

Mona Lisa and Socrates on the Brain

She's a bit smaller than I had previously expected. Oh well. Her reputation has maintained itself regardless. I find it interesting that, despite the immense influence of the piece, it's not exactly clear what emotion she is trying to evoke; It would be too presumptuous to say the Mona Lisa is smiling, and equally as bold to say that she is frowning. I found myself wanting to understand what it is that earns the attraction of the world? Beauty?
I feel that beauty is actually quite impalpable. We fool ourselves thinking that it is something easily understood. Even further, some tend to believe that it can be constituted and therefore represented by a quantitative value. From the children beauty pageants to fashion magazines to the talk show persona, we're taught that beauty is comprised of this or that. We're told that it has existed long before we are around, and that we had better start paying attention in order to understand the ways of attaining it.
Socrates even took a go at defining beauty (I should note that he was wise enough to tell us that he didn't believe he could truly have Knowledge of it, but insisted that philosophy is fun and why not pass the time doing it). Anyways, he thought it was a form. Something that existed before we did--something celestial and abstract. In fact, for him, the forms (they included Beauty, Justice Happiness, etc) that we perceive in the world are not entirely the form of the abstract "thing" but rather a blurry reflection of it. He felt that we live without actually seeing the real existence of this things.
Something along the lines of:

1) Molecular Biology exists
2) Molecular Biology is an explanation of events occurring in matter
3) These events are part of the human experience
4) Molecular Biology is unperceived by the human eye
5) If there exist a system of events outside of human perception, then it is possible that others systems exist
6) There exist a system of events outside of human perception. (Molecular Bio)
7) Thus, the abstract form of Beauty can exist.

Awesome Socrates. So can unicorns.

Friday, February 18, 2011

Saturday, January 29, 2011

Les Aventures en Afrique, Essaouira, Morocco

We wandered around the tiny medina of Essaouira for about a half hour until we met some Brits who had been staying there for two weeks already. They showed us around the narrow streets, greeting the locals and telling us little bits of history about the town. It's an incredibly old ville--at about 5th century BCE it was developed into a trading post. After that, it had been claimed, captured, reclaimed and recaptured about a dozen times by numerous civilizations. The city (more so a village) is encased by a 15 meter wall that bears the gashes and holes from ancient invasions. Rows upon rows of cannons line the perimeter of the wall, especially the walls facing the sea.





It provoked in my imagination the scene of a naval attack of which I'm sure had occurred. I thought of the horizon speckled with little wooden ships trying to reach shore. In fact, it's likely that Essaouira was constructed in this particular place as a defense from a naval attack; the bay was filled with sharp reefs which were almost miniature islands peaking above the waterline. In addition, the perimeter walls gave no place for landing a ship--they had been built quite literally on the rocks which fall into the sea.






I should also note that this happens to be the city, so some claim, that Jimi Hendrix wrote "Castles in the Sand". It was interesting to reflect upon this possibility as I gazed off into the horizon.
































Thursday, January 13, 2011

Decembre in Paris


We spent some time in Paris during late December. Here are some photos and thoughts. I'm thankful to have been able to see the snows of Paris, experiencing a winter true and unlike the climate of California.


"If you are lucky enough to have lived in Paris as a young man, then wherever you go for the rest of your life it stays with you, for Paris is a moveable feast. "
Ernest Hemingway


The Seine river
Her cold surface reflects the city's inhabitants
Through the crowded and narrow streets
At the river's brisk pace
The Parisians flow through the crooked
Bending city streets
The slumbering passengers making their way to work
Stare idly as the Seine passes
Weary eyed travelers lean on light posts
Weighted legs under tattered travel packs
They gaze
Looking far away
Eyes return to the map
They strain themselves in making the theoretic the actual

Wednesday, December 22, 2010

poème


travel travel travel
travel till you're done
travel till you've met every single one
travel just to chase the sun

travel travel travel
travel till you're done
travel till you know everyone
travel just for fun

travel travel travel
travel because someday you will be done
travel enough to really know someone
travel till you see this world as one