Monday, October 26, 2009

matrix

this was becoming a technological redundancy a la the matrix, so I've consolidated:

http://henryvoland.wordpress.com/

see you there.

HV

Wednesday, August 19, 2009

Forgotten

I have not forgotten my place, I have been exploring various media to further elaborate on the casualties of morality upon us all. I certainly have not developed a solution – I never will completely, but I believe that I can get close to realizing why each day is driven by values we merely accept as the masters over expression. Everyone looks for that breaking point daily – you watch a car chase, bloody movies, porn – fantasy upon fantasy because morality has left you dull, inhibited and you need a release of your instincts. And even if I do find my answer, it won’t be your answer. A constitution for the people, by the people but against mundane registrations of doctrine. The subconscious would no longer have to dream, but live!

HV

Wednesday, July 22, 2009

Redundant Tasks

I watch the same people perform the same daily tasks as I perform my same tasks, daily. Tomorrow is not another day. It is the same day. The old man in his old yellow Mercedes will arrive tomorrow by pulling into his parking spot too quickly and be out of alignment with the striping. The young man who limps in gym clothes will come in his new Mercedes - sometimes with crutches, sometimes just limping - but always limping, for years.. The woman with a car painted as if it had vines across it will come. Her illusions are poorly executed, or she would not be here, daily. The man that downgraded from a Porsche to an Accord will walk briskly to be sure no one sees his downgrade. The owner downstairs will put things in his dated Mercedes. The old green jeep will rumble in. I will sit here, completing and re-completing the same tasks, marking my time by others marking theirs.

HV

Monday, July 20, 2009

Today

Today I’m going to try something, even if it fails. I’ve been failing at nothing for too long.

HV

Thursday, July 16, 2009

Art

This is an overwhelming subject to which I have probably 247 pages worth of opinion, fact, and thesis on - to which I'm going to boil it down to one statement:

Art is not regulated to currency, production, or formatting - if you subject it to any of these demons, you have created a product. The value of art is indeterminate. Indeterminate. In - de - fucking - terminate.

HV

Thursday, July 9, 2009

iNationalism

I fear to tread on nationalism. I’ve previously stated that we have been victims to national historical lessons which are predicated on religious ideologies, cultural claims and any kind of ‘value’ that we claim to hold as unifed communities. I hate ‘value’ as a term, but I have to use it to make a point since its ambiguity is inexplicably polarizing to a concept. In any case, nationalism. I started a year ago with this as a reasoning to drive the strength of communities to develop, create and thrive. I cast it aside quickly as I realized the dangers of, again, historical doctrines as well as anti-aliasing between cultures. I’m not back-tracking to say “lets start here now”. I’ve still moved beyond this, but I think there is a potential here. Pride is tricky, but no less than Hope in that when it falls, it falls hard into Despair. But restart that Pride and people have drive. We may all need a new pride currently, as the United States continues to flucuate from its dominance. But I tread lightly on saying that We the People need to restart American Pride to make the United States great again. Instead, I the Person should focus on that strength that develops, creates and thrives. When I have created, and someone else has created, the United we are stronger. If I ask others to make me better, I make them weaker because I have not created. iNationalism. First, foremost and under my determination. What should I do then to make myself better? How can I if Nationalism deters the evolution of iNationalism? (refer to History post)

How awful is our day-in-age that I need to write this as iNationalism in order to relate to the modern man? Maybe I start there.

HV

Wednesday, June 24, 2009

Naked Time

If everyone had to be naked in public, we would all be healthier. You would make sure you ran, played, ate well. You would be happier. Work would be cut down in hours so that you could enjoy life more and get that exercise to feed your vanity. That's probably the only time vanity is worthwhile...your health. Instead, we sit on our covered asses on cushioned chairs doing meaningless work as we slowly bloat away. Movie stars look great into their 50s now...because they have time to work out as part of their schedule. Work should end at 2:00 and then everyone should engage in some activity - required. Doesn't matter what, just that for 2 hours you engage the physical after 6 hours of mental. Do you really work all 9 hours within the day? Shouldn't some of it be devoted to you, not your equally bloated boss who has become your overseer and detriment to your health? If you want to convince him, come into work naked. When people have a problem, state that you'd look better if you had a healthier timetable. Then come into work fit - and naked. No one ever complains about a beautiful nude body. Maybe conservative Christians do. Hey...weren't they the cause of this problem in the first place?

HV

Thursday, June 18, 2009

Noah

Noah let everyone off the boat, they multiplied, divided, expanded, and then god chose sides? Was it really that bad before the boat?

HV

Thursday, June 11, 2009

Meaningful

I want to do something meaningful. But what is meaningful? Traditional history has deemed certain activities meaningful, and yet a meaningful existence implies an alteration to historical traditions. Is there a contradiction then that we inspire the youth to become meaningful and yet preach to them the doctrines of history in order to register with society? When is something meaningful? When it changes the course of history for a previously unforeseen benefit? Why then is anything meaningful – as it applies to positives only? World War 2 was not, by definition, meaningful – it was filled with death and destruction – and yet it was filled with positive outcomes from government unions to technologies to awareness. Does that make WW2 meaningful, not meaningful, or less-than-stellar-meaningful? Think of what you have as a result of WW2 at the cost of millions of lives. Nihilism is a bitch sometimes.

HV

Monday, June 8, 2009

Periwinkle

Does does periwinkle come in colors other than blue? Or can we just name it periwinkle and drop the blue? Its pretentious.

HV