Had a good chat with a good friend today and it is funny how our favourite things have changed with the times. I argued that i didn;t have any favourite "things" as it seemed like such a vulgar identity to assume, the one of the acquirer! However, i do have favourite things, stuff i can't seem to do without.
My Mobile phone, an absolute necessasity for me even though most would disagree. My Sony Erricson K750i does everything except dance.
My Ipod is ideal for doing most things...rinding the train, blocking out your environment and tuning in to this generation's uber cool technology. It's ultra slim outlook is stylish too
I fall into the modern metro-sexual man description with the calvin Klein beauty products i so love and seem to lug around with me everywhere i go....body mosturiser, hand creme, after-shave douche...
My Laptop computer i have discovered to be functional but not entirely necessary in my case. i like it's ultra-slim finish too
My Vittorio Grigolo cd is an absolute must....it would be the answer to those tiresome "what would you take out of a burning house", loads of laughs.
Or perhaps its all a question of vanity?
posted by internationalhome @ 7:35 pm
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All I can do is but laugh and laugh...so funny...so you are one of those people, ehkwa?
i find i am one of "those people"...we must all ask ourselves if we are as we assume the opposite without question...
Eshu/Hermes/Eshuneutics and Hermeneutics. Gods of communication...obviously dear to your heart: phone, ipod, lap-top, cd-phile. The Great Work/ The Opera is your love of opera. And I suppose the Calvin Klein is your alchemical elixir of life. Hermes was a very metrosexual god. Seeing as you are old in "your head", perhaps you are retro-sexual too.
Best wishes.
Perhaps i am all of these, such is the beautiful feeling of youth and self discovery!!
When do we get Youth Interrupted IV? You have a lot of curious people visiting your site! Intriguing! I couldn't work out if the comment to OGN was slightly sarcastic: "old boy". He has got himself in how water over the editing of his novel. I will keep looking for No. IV. with anticipation.
I am chuffed that you look forward to the next episode..have once again had a dodgy week so far so not entries as yet. Hope to do some by the weekend!!!
Your post got me thinking and I ended up with three questions that lack satisfactory answers. I was hoping you'd have some answers:
Do all favorite things eventually become necessities?
Are things 'favorite' because they are inaccessible or in short supply?
Would you agree that when 'favorite things' take on the label of 'necessities' there's a marked void in the heart?
Your post got me thinking and I ended up with three questions that lack satisfactory answers. I was hoping you'd have some answers:
Do all favorite things eventually become necessities?
Are things 'favorite' because they are inaccessible or in short supply?
Would you agree that when 'favorite things' take on the label of 'necessities' there's a marked void in the heart?
A very insightful perpective, many thanks for your comments id it is. i skirted the issue of necessities by pointing out the value of my laptop to me as against a cd that cost a mere 12pounds. However, this issue of favourite things is more complex than we are prepared to admit. Why we do them or assume the identity of acquirer, i cannot explain. Perhaps it is about the psychology of the African continent as have nots or the geography of the west that suggests capitalism? Or even more spot on, perhaps we try to fill a void of emptiness....
Id it is...interesting questions...mtb...thoughtful responses.
From a personal angle, burglary focuses the mind wonderfully. About a year ago exactly, I came how from work to find my home had been broken into. What was stolen?
The computer/a necessity/a label to be traded. My panic though was my rare poetry first editions/favourite things/yes, connected to rarity. They were safe. The burglars never touched the African statues on the desk/favourite rare things (and worth more than the computer). I could have coped with this until I could not find 10 years of personal poetry/neither necessities nor favourite things/but something connected to the void. Luckily, the poetry turned up amidst the debris. I have a close friend in Malawi. One day he returned from college to find his precious single volume of Benjamin Zephaniah had been stolen. That took him apart: it was his only book. I think "favourite things" do become "necessities" and can hide from us what our real "necessities" are, those things with intrinsic human value.
My question would be this: why is that CD of such intrinsic value?
eshuneutics, i feel like one would in a pshycologists recliner when responding to your comments. I suppose that CD translates to so many things for me, it's relevance takes the shape of the person i am at the time. Being honest, i am a very guarded person (in person) hence my "candid" writing through the anonymity of the internet. Perhaps most important of all, that CD provides me with the escapism i desire ever so often. You should listen to the music, it is delightful!
"or perhaps its all a question of vanity?"
perhaps...
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