Conceptual Hallucinations 3
3.1 It's very strange how you meet the most thoughtful people through their blogs. People that are probably not so far in physical distance than where you are, but you can't really find them in physical life. I didn't know those people existed. I was asking where they were. I was starting to doubt if they were, to start with! I've always thought about society and community, and how you are born to a fixed thing, that you find yourself within by chance, as much as it comes to form you. Community, i've always thought, should be built, gathered, and constructed to reflect who you are and who you wish to be. It is not a thing of chance. It is a thing of intention.
3.2 اين مجتمعي؟ الصداقة هي عندما تتصادق الافكار، و تتزامل الارواح في رحلتها لتغيير هذا العالم. الصداقات ليست الان صداقات المكان. لم تعد كذلك. هي ليست حاجة مصلحة. و لكنها حاجة روحية انسانية طبيعية... حاجة ان تكون مع من تراه مجتمعك. السنا نشكل نحن المجتمع الامثل عبر شاكلاتنا؟ انا اسكن هذا المجتمع لانه يعبر عن طموحاتي و خيالي و رؤاي. ليس بالضرورة لانه مجتمع اتعود عليه، او اني نشأت فيه. هذا هو مجتمع المتسائلين. ان لم يكن من به متسائلون، او ان كانوا تعودوا وجودهم بهذا المجتمع، فقد فقد المجتمع بالضرورة سبب وجوده... فقد فسد!
3.3 Or like the mad man said in Tarkovsky's Nostalgia:
"I will never be tired of repeating; if the state does not shape itself after the ideal individual, how can it expect the individual to shape itself after the state?" - Domenico's speech.
"صفر ياوابور واربط عندك نزلني في البلد دي
بلا امريكا بلا اوروبا مافيش احسن من بلدي
دي المركب اللي بتجيب احسن من اللي بتودي ياسطى بشندي
ياسالمة ياسلامة روحنا وجينا بالسلامة"
Suddenly, thoughts about blogging as a virtual urban scape, the ideal community, state and dutiful rebellion, all converge together, glued only through their conceptual hallucinatory nature!