Wednesday, March 22, 2017

TRAVEL


Recently I came back from a really demanding school trip. We have been to Bosnia for six days.
We have visited many places where war developed between 1992 and 1995. I’m talking about the genocide that happened in Bosnia and Herzegovina in during those 4 years.

I don’t think I’m ready to ensemble all the emotions and put them in a logical way to make sense yet. In other situations I’d let the photographs do the unpleasant duty of telling the story I’ve been living during those intense six days but, unluckily, I didn’t bring my camera with me (due to a lack of physical space in my luggage /backpack). This is exactly why I’m a little bit sad, but I comfort myself believing that one day I’ll get back there to take amazing pictures.


I wouldn’t like to focus on this particular trip but on all those we do and will do during our lives.
Being a person who hates routine, the best possibility ever is travelling, changing place and moving. Travelling gives a sense of freedom and power in a certain way, peerless. Besides it’s a great way to grow and learn new things and I, being a person who hates conventional learning methods too, ergo the school system, think that travelling and learning directly on the spot is amazing.


I’ve been a little bit everywhere but actually nowhere. There’s still so much more to see and I hate the idea of being forced here to finish school but mostly I don’t have much money to travel as much as I’d like either.


I believe that a travel is made even richer depending on who you are accompanied by. Without a doubt those people have a strong impact on your mindset and mood during the trip. I haven’t travelled completely alone yet, but neither with a small group of close friends without “adults” to supervise.

Wait, now I’m eighteen, I am the adult! By date of birth of course, but mentally I hope to always stay curious as only young humans can be. 

Sunday, March 12, 2017

BEHIND THE EYES


Eyes. They are told to be the mirror of the soul. And they usually are the first thing we notice of a person that we meet for the first time.
I’ve always had an obsession for eyes. They are without a doubt the most expressive part of our bodies.



A couple of days ago I purchased this amazing t-shirt from an artist I’ve been following for some years: Anastasia Tasou .



The t-shirt has arrived with a picture of her and a card signed by Ana with “YOU ARE HERE”. The print is on a good quality white t-shirt.
I’m in love with her art, so unique and cool.



Here is her shop.
Check her out because she is an amazing artist and really kind human being.

Friday, March 10, 2017

ALIENATION

I really like this word. I really do.
It’s one simple word describing a lot of things.

To introduce the topic I’d like to start by talking about Marx’ and Hegel’s opinions about the concept of alienation. Who the hell are them? Well, simple: philosophers.
I am one of the privileged kids that study philosophy at school. Mainly because in Italy it’s obligatory in all high schools. So some may ask “What’s the big deal?”. Well, the great thing is that we are able to discuss about different topics in a conceptual way.
Nowadays we are almost  too worried to take care of our possessions and “useful” knowledge rather than learning to know ourselves and cure our minds. This is why I consider myself privileged: among all this mixture of “useful” information, without those we (according to some adults) will never be able to live a decent life, I am blessed with some pure conceptual knowledge.

Before I start: I’m no philosopher nor I have a philosophy degree. I’m just a student who wants to write on her useless blog.
Back to the topic. Hegel was convinced that each man, in order to understand himself had to “alienate” his “self”. Was only thought making the “self” a objet that the person could see himself and observe himself. To make it easier: imagine your inner and dipper essence that leaves your body, you can see it therefore you can experience yourself and understand yourself.

But let’s get to Marx and contextualize. Karl Marx was born in 1818 (as Wikipedia clearly states) so right before the Industrial Revolution. Imagine all these small cities exploding into a mixture of grey walls and smoke. Not that pleasing, right? Consider also that jobs inevitably changed and so did people’s lives.
If the cities weren’t that nice imagine working in the factories: a minimum of 12 hours per day shift to work in order to receive a shitty salary. No surprise that workers as soon as they left the factories went out to drink and do drugs!
And right here is where Marx’ philosophy finds its basis: the alienation caused by the factories. To Marx this situation led people to hope for something better one day, not in this life, which was a living hell, but in the afterlife. That’s why, to Marx, religion was the “opium of the people”: it was a drug to distract the inhabitants of the cities from the misery they were living in.


I’m aware I’m no Marx nor Hegel but since this is my blog I guess I’ll leave my opinion on the topic too.
Alienation to me can have positive and negative aspects.
Alienating ourselves to better understand who we are and what we want can be necessary at a certain point in everyone’s life. Imagine it like meditating: abandoning the world around you and focusing on your perceptions, feelings and all the stuff a shrink would love to analyze.
The negative part of all this process may become isolation. Self-analysis is important but it shouldn’t become an excuse to conceal the outer world from your life.

My rumbling ends here.

Sorry if I bored you… no, not really.