Words to remember forever : ICT and KULTURE

Now, if you are reading this sentence -made up of words-  it means either you are using a computer connected to the internet or you are using telepathy.It is now known that you and I are living the most extraordinary moments of humanities history in terms of progress and/or evolution.We are living in the information age.We are literally fed with information coming from machines which have become like second brains and we even get gras without having to do any effort to eat anything.Do not ask me if it is healthy? What yourself do you experience?Yes, information is our food now and it is cultural.This  would not have been  possible  without the technology beautifully replicated from nature by some smart fellows.I really find it great that these technologies enables us on a daily base to communicate.Yes our lives now is all about ICT and Kulture
Your concern now is so much linked to mine now that irrespective of who you are , where you are, you can read this sentence.

Your mind while reading this sentence is certainly trying to figure out the meaning of all of what has been said so far.It is is natural.In your everyday activities you learn even when you are not aware of it.That is why you use even some words you never actively learned.However, at times because of necessity and preferences we get to have to learn certain things.For certain issues our so dear individual liberty becomes liable to paternalism.Who paternalises who?
Look around you and tell me if you will not agree with me.
What can you do now without ICT?
What can you do  now without culture/Culture/kulture?

Are minds are bathed by the meaning and influences of these words: ICT and Kulture

 
The words culture/Culture/kulture in the latter question highlight the nuances that exists in our beautiful world and  reciprocally fosters our need to understand the necessity of divergence and/or variety as a natural order of things.Colours , sounds, images, notes, and sensations are all around. With ICT we are getting very close to Reality.Which is only made up of possible possibilities.Cyberspace is a possible world among many others.Ceteri paribus.

In sum , if it comes to you that you have some words  you want to forget do your best to remember ICT and Kulture for they summarize your/our Historical Development.Should We not be proud? Or is there  still a paradox and a contradiction  and a controversy lingering within us?

Cheers !!!!

Social Entrepreneurship A New word for today

Everyday we learn. It is interesting to realize that this learning process passes mostly through words, the ones we listen and read. Today, I came across the expression Social Entrepreneurship. What is this expression? What does it mean ? I came to know  the existence of this word today while surfing on the net.

The word for today is social entrepreneurship as you can see in the text.

 Now if my niece  Yvonne aged just seven comes and says

"Uncle what is social entrepreneurship?"

I will say :

"Young girl sit down" I ll give her sweets then I will tell her while looking at her tenderly

"You know Yvonne social entrepreneurship is when you understand you belong to a society and that you must do your best to enable it grow healthily.Your actions impacts on your society either negatively or positively and an awareness of this can enable you to help others in various ways.It is all about been part of a country"

While I speak , I hope she will not ask

"Uncle what is society?"

Well if she does , I will say it is a very big family.

Is this right?  What would you say if a child asked you what is Social Entrepreneurship ?

I find it interesting that this word not just an ideology , it is in fact a reality in my country  :  Between idealism , relativism , realism, pragmatism which one is the odd word with respect to Social Entrepreneurship? Big words right? What do you want me to tell you? When you read a word like Social Entrepreneurship many more words come. The thing is that when you think about a word like Social Entrepreneurship you really see it as a big word.I think that is how Yvonne might see it.Might? Well children have their ways with words and they can play with them what they want..

However , before been exposed to this word ( Social Entrepreneurship) , I was earlier exposed to the symbolic language of the Chinese.

I love words. You remember , I had asked you some while ago if love was the first word?

More words are coming.

The Essence of Words as an Object of Arts I

The words we use;
The words we misuse
The words we hope to listen;
The words that make us feel, good, bad, ugly, beautiful;
The words we think of e.g Olympic, Games , The, Essence,Words...and,  the, list, goes,on.

Still Life At The Barcamp

While at the barcamp...24 objects , still.Still life At The Barcamp. How many words to say them?

At The Barcamp

At the barcamp my experience and experiencing of ICT changed.The word barcamp in itself was soft, musical and seducing enough to ignite flames of curiosity, ways to other aspects of what the world really is all about.
When I first heard the word Barcamp" I did not know anything about it.The term , concept and notion was imageless.Naturally , I felt while letting it soak my mind I had to get much closer to it. Then I took a photograpy of it.I took a photography of the BarCamp

The photo of the Barcamp At The Barcamp...
Soon another Barcamp .

AND IF THE FIRST WORD WAS LOVE...

Why do we love? How does it come about that two different people love themselves? How does it come that a mother loves her baby and vice versa? How does it come to be that we can love a friend/someone and die for them?  In brief, what is love? Do we have evidence that other living organisms love themselves as humans do love themselves? Is it possible to move from the essence of words to an essence of love?

Everything is possible; but with love everything is much more possible.

 

The word L-O-V-E is a verb. It is a noun too. Is it surprising? It is not to me. To me it is not.Love is ubiquitous , it is everywhere. My Fathers saw it right. Love is an impulse for and of life. Its history is humanity. Love as we know it transcends boundaries, all sorts of difficulties. Think about where you come from , and where you are going. It conquers even death, the wicked rider. We die but love never dies. Just like life, its body, love never dies but we die.We love because we have a heart that beats.Is it the heart or the brain that loves? Both. Without the heart we cannot live.Without the brain no sensation, feeling , emotion.When the heart ceases to beat we die.When our brains ceases to exist we die.When we love our hearts beats faster, better.Why is the heart the symbol of love? Is it because love and life are linked? Seemingly.

Experientially , Love is a living organism. Rather through life love is. Love feeds and reproduces itself. It is unlike us systematic, structured, just, truthful, and faithful. Love is action, love is intentional but tends. Love is not just love, a mere biochemistry which unites beings . Love is energy, vibrations , the essence of everything, thus love is food. Love is an edible food. Cheap and expensive depending on how one sees the glass. No wonder why there are wars, divorce, murders, and evil. No wonder why there is folly, madness if you want. One of my Fathers said that the secret to mental health is to love and work. Love is power. Think about jealousy, about coup (etats). Love is all why we are here, all why a human (a human-man or a human-woman) is present. An indidual has love or no love.A family  has  love or no love, then society has love or no love.Our mothers or their substitute have been given the responsability to sow the seed of love within us.All humans come from a mother so you understand why they are important.They determine to a great extent what we are to become.

 At times , Mothers do not know love , they did not feel love , they did not experiment love. Consequently they cannot transmit it.Because we might not be loved as babies then we might grow unhealthily, since when babies we depend on our mothers to live.Love is Life and Life is Love. Yet it is not a catastrophe because Love has no foes.Love is not complicated. Love does not have space for anything else than what it is , Love.Since it is ubiquitous it just needs a space ( our hearts) and some time to grow. One needs to know what love is in order not to be fooled. By essence love just needs a heart,  it will germinate so long as the heart is willing.The heart does not need to be ready just willing. Why? Because all depends on the heart.It is the site of our life.To love or to be loved? At times , we really have to know what  love is in order not to be fooled..Since Love is good. Because what is good is good by virtue.Drowning in Love will be a right decision.What do we have to lose? Loving or not loving?Therefore , If one is not loved , they could love.Love pains.It is true.We all never want to suffer , we avoid pain and seek our (own) pleasure.It is natural.But that is why we have to suffer.The satisfaction we derive from pleasure has a price.Since Love  is action, it cannot  only be an action directed within ( one's love).It should also be directed without ( the love of the other).Does Love have a price? Is love for sale? Love is life.Life is priceless.As soon as we are born we have love and life as capital.We just need to invest to gain profits.We are quasi free beings, thus we can sell the love and life we have or give it for free, because of Love.This is because Loving  also entails acknowledging consciously that we do not belong to ourselves.We are have to share, to give, to make sacrifices. We have to accept to lose, to Love.How many types of love are they? There is just one type of Love but several objects of love.What is the sex of love? Out of love a man and a woman make another human.Out of love a child loves his parents.Love is sexless because it is common.It belongs to know one.Yet , love has an identity.What is a proof of Love? Love is action.Loving thus implies acting in the sense of love.A proof of love will just imply loving non stop.Is love a religion? Been religious implies to believe.We all believe in something.Belief is human.Religion is belief in and worship of a god or gods.Religion is a system of beliefs and worship.Is Love a god? Is Love god? If Love is a religion there would only be one religion because Love by essence cannot be anything else than one.Is love always enough? Love is extrinsic to us even if by been aware of it then practicing it, it can become part of us.Since we are not the source of love we cannot know how much love is enough or not. However, love will not operate  optimally if we do not believe in it. But it will  still operate since we all are products of Love. The conscious experience of Love is different from the sensation/feeling/emotion love can be.The consciousness of Love teaches us Love is above us , thus cannot be quantified.Again , we only love the way we were love unless we understand what Love is. We know , we are not perfect, so as what we make , give out .Since love is can become intrinsic we can give it out with all our limitations.Is Love faith or reason? Both. Essentially, to love also means to understand and trust.Trust is with the heart.Understanding with the brain.Is Love good or bad? Love is one but there are many objects of love.Our rational nature makes that at times we invest into things that would not yield anything. lets remember we are not the source of Love. Therefore since we are social , political , informational , manual , rational , beings , we can make of Love what pleases us.It is our capital.More so, Love is free. Free because it does not seek our opinion to be , to act. Good and Bad we have to bear the consequences of our choice of love  and object of love. In spites of these, essentially , Love is good because of its non-human nature. Love is a virtue.Love transcends us , it is not us. Can love make us to be good? Who are we? We are the products of others (past and present) and ourselves.This evidences entails all what is virtuous and not resides in us. Our human nature is perverse.with it everything is possible.Love is just so it does force anyone to be with it.Love is willing to communicate but not to negotiate. It does not have time to waste.It is only our free-will that will leave way to goodness of Love.So enabling us to access goodness.we are good because we Love, are loving.What is the capacity to Love? It is our determination to stay alive no matter the price of our life. Is there any relationship between Love and truth? Love is a coherent , structured and systematic entity.It acts taking into account several variables at the same time. Do not ask me how.Truth is an element of Love.It is its most moral principle.To love someone implies we should do efforts to be truthful to them because otherwise they can die because of us.It is like when we Love and say the truth we see the world differently.Love as a moral essence entails  its source cannot be twisted.

 Love is illness, it is folly. It acts like a viral disease; but love is not a viral disease. Unlike HIV/AIDS  unfortunately. Love is a word with meaning. This meaning is living in each bit of our cells, in the things we touch, love, leave, make, and create. Love is what we know but mostly what we do not know. How do I know [this]? I do not know.It is true that we give meaning to things irrespective of what they really are.Yet Love is different in that it is action.It precedes us.It knows more than us.

Now you understand… Love is a feeling, a spiritual being, everything.

Mundane Rider

And he rode on a metallic horse
Noises, some familiar noises.
Images, some familiar  images too.
Places, strange to some but not to others.
Colour, do we see in black and white?
Feelings yes ,all have feelings.
How does it feel like to be a mundane rider?

The Essence Of Words is not

You certainly remember that I have Changed the Title of my blog from A Journey back home to The Essence Of Words.In one of my posts, I made precisions with respect to  this radical change. You are warmly invited to read it for further precisions.

The Essence Of Words  is not :

- A wordplay.Even if I might use it , in fact I even use it
- A mind game, even if as you read through the posts I construct you  have that impression , feeling it might be

What is The Essence Of Words?

The Essence Of Words is a science that is it is a conscious effort to restitute in the course of my creative process  a set of theorizations and conceptualizations based on the works (their words and ideas)  people who came before me used to describe the world.These people had  in common irrespective of their working fields a desire to render coherent the theory of knowledge.In other words they wanted us to understand why things are the way they are.The Essence Of Words follows the aims of science : To understand , to describe etc.But it goes beyond it by trying to focus essentially on our human nature , feeling of being human and our mental productions ( e.g arts and science). It is a sort of open laboratory , just like nature, where matter and energy are constantly circulating yet respecting the natural order of things.

Finally The Essence Of Words is an Arts because of how the author uses , the words he uses to construct the scientific savoir. It is an active process of co-constructions of objects ( real, imaginary and symbolic) that is operational between you the reader and Me.As I told you , Arts is a high-order form of knowledge.It is in itself a source of understanding.

The fundamental thing about this collective construction is that it fosters our humanity , our human nature.It requestions our thoughts and feelings so as to promote awareness and understanding of ourselves and the world we are living in. I am dealing in The Essence Of Words , things of which you and I are familiar. This familiarity is not a certitude.This facts makes that my presence  affects yours just as your presence affects mine. We are unavoidabily linked through our  humane nature.Even though it is beautiful the logics of my demonstrations, I remain caution and aware of the several mistakes , misunderstandings, and  ignorance that I might show as a result still of my human nature. However , I am extremely convinced of my potentials to begin this task whose objective as I mentioned earlier is to raise awareness and I will not assume my human nature to be a limiting factor even if it is.I know it seems contradictory but that is also what the The Essence Of Words is all about.

The Art that you see in my blog is in fact a representation of what I am saying. I have called this mask , A Second Attempt To Understand.

The Essence Of Words  is viable and has began to reproduce.All living organisms reproduce by definition.All living organism also die.

My life-experience(s) of Arts

My life-experience(s) of Arts.

There is no doubt that Photography is an Arts.Albeit saying what an art is or better what it is not does not seem as easy as the concept states.A three-lettered word. Yet not asking the question about what art is seems to be a very difficult thing not to do when practicing it.I think this is because of its spiritual nature. There is a lot of good research on arts ( arts history , arts techniques , arts consumption, arts practice, philosophy , psychology, sociology, anthropology of arts) , I will not mention or rather I will do as much as possible to be innocent with respect to this savoir.The reason for this  attitude is because of the essence of Arts.

 In my view point Arts is  intimately linked to the life world and psyche of the artist.It is in a Freudian sense , the id , the ego , and the superego of humanity of the individual. I know I said I will do efforts not to be scientific while doing arts :). Experientially , I can affirm that all forms of mental productions obey a certain pattern unique to the individual producing it.Arts is anything a person produces using his or her senses and other  external media with the intentional or non intentional desire to communicate with the other, and/or to experience pleasure.It is a first order knowledge.So is science.Because  Arts is associated to beauty , naturally, at times seems not scientific.The artist's art work or mental productions is his blue print.A print which follows the patterns of the structure and organization of the person's mind. Therefore arts is science because of its logic , its methods and methodology.The very paradox , ambivalence , contradiction arts poses is inherent to the way in which we see the world.

My encounter with photography (a type of art) was from the onset imposed unto me by circumstances but gradually it permeated my soul and with time I merged with her to form one and the same thing.It took time for me to be conscious of my love for her but it became clear when I realized I could not live without her.Are my saying that a measure of love is the capacity of been capable of loosing one's life for the object of love? What do you think? In all cases this marriage is out of love and nothing else.My love for photography , for her,  and Arts, has no boundaries.Why should photography be female? And her mother Arts? I do not know why I am asking these questions,perhaps an inherent scientific nature.Determinism , the scientific spirit.Explaining my love for photography and arts is in itself a mating process with Arts.The creative process and the exposure to the creative processes of others, artists. There is no marriage if both parties do not consume it by their physical union, which in most cases is materialized and evidenced by the coming of an offspring which resembles ( a child is his parent, for the child is the father of man) his parents.Thus our ( photography and I) offspring are everywhere and are coming in numbers.Arts is complex and as soon as you take one of her daughters you cannot resist the rest.She is so beautiful so are they too.I am still discussing with Arts to see if I can marry a few more of her daughters.Arts is so rigorous on this issue.Giving life to the inanimate , showing other sides of the same thing, probing into the essence of things, going beyond the appearances , stretching to the sublime are just a few of my artistic objectives. There is no arts without science  and technology.Therefore , all is a monism interestingly.Thus a deep source of insight for everything possible.

In sum this is just a prelude to my live experiences with Arts , and Photography.I was wondering  while writing , which word in any language  expresses the fact that a man is in love with the Mother of his wife so as with his wife too.Is this a moral issue?

Determination a definition

Determination a definition : If I could, I can and, If I can , I will.

A radical change :A journey back home to the essence of words

While  making the  journey back home I realized it could not be just about being home. The places I had gone to,  the things I had seen, the things I had felt and done could not be just a journey back home.Things went  far beyond what I imagined and what I could even imagine.The blatant dissonance for a place to settle ( home , here or there ) awakened  another desire.To dissect , the very belly of the constituents of what made the initial journey possible. The awareness of this process spread throughout my mind and the desire then the disgust to have to re-begin from another perspective became evident. In the processes that will come there will be nothing I will be able really to master. A radical change will have to occur at all times for it will be the only way to be sure to get to the intended destination for which I when beginning my journey as to say back home knew nothing of.What interests me is more of the intentions of this things , these elementary characters which when typed , read and understood as you are doing make sense.It was clear that as time will go even if from the beginning the journey was never to occur I would have met pathos for the first time.From the beginning  I had told you of how things would occur. Unfortunately , a journey always begins from somewhere.Therefore even if a journey back home involves reminiscences it still marks forever the beginning of this path.The one that begins.

A Prelude to The Essence of Words

As you read these words you will try to understand what I am trying to say but as you read further you will realize  that the words you are reading make sense only because of how you  perceive them.In my world everything is wordy that is made up of words.I hope wordy is an adjective.A smile.

From the begining

             The place is quite.A dull sky covers the city. My mind is calm and the waves of time hit on me.From the beginning I have to express my will to move back into time so that while coming back , I walk fast into the future, which is now.Past time is obscure and dirty although it contains the source of understanding and knowledge.Everything is possible.The time has come for a journey back home.My mortal nature is another reason for an attempt to understand why and how it has come to be this way.My fathers have worked, my great, great , great  grand-fathers as well.Yet so much still is to be done. As I am about to post , I wonder how it will be like. From words to sentences , from thoughts to actions , from void to a thing, something , anything, an image , a word, a number , a word-number, a sensation , a word-sensation, a feeling, just something simple. But what is simple?All condensed within something so little. A vortex of sensations whirling. Patterns of beauty rekindling my primitive essence.Ancient tales a link to the past.The link to the past.The link.Ancient voices.I do not  know how to say things better than using the words I know. What do I know? I do not know. All I know is that I do not know. My fathers voices are everywhere.The ones that flood my mind.That is why I will here from now  hence and, everywhere recount  stories about us , just You and me. How we feel , how we think , what we do.It will be an attempt to understand. The second to be frank.To go back to the things themselves , to analyze, to synthesize to build so as to move forward. In the hope albeit our humanity to tend towards a betterment. Devoid of guilt , pain and suffering our common-human load.There is beauty everywhere even if not everything is beautiful.From the beginning I was clear , my mind is calm , and time is on. This since the beginning...but why now? I do not know.That is why all this is an attempt to understand.Eyes opened , semi-opened ,  or closed.I can hear time shout its end and, as I prepare to argue with reality I measure consciously the dangers of such and endeavor and I pray silently so I might from the beginning till the end create . As Water flows it continuous.It never ends ! Honor and respect to my Fathers and to my mother.