Wednesday, March 24, 2010

To be gifted or not to be gifted.

I want to tell something about geniuses and how we are seeing them. They are all written on the golden page of history because they have unlimited talent right ? That is totally not true, not even one bite! We all remember the name of Mozart, Einstein, Da Vinci not because of they had limitless talent, because they worked much more harder then anyone! That’s totally true that Mozart had an excellent gift but not a lot of people knows that he composed 626 composition in his 35 year old life. Or again, we all know the famous paint called Mona Lisa but not a lot of people knows that Da Vinci was the authority about medicine, philosophy and physics apart from painting on his age! We should admit that, all those knowledge didn’t came to Da Vince with special package from god.

I wrote all those things because I just watched the lagendary movie of Milos Foreman called ‘Amedeus’ They were only showing the magical part of Mozart to us. I know that no one would like the watch boring stuffs and director should keep them awake all the time. But, to be honest, I found the way of he is reflecting the Mozart’s life a bit heroic. I think if I make a movie of a genius person, I would try to show more humanistic and realistic part of the person than god-gifted parts.

I don’t know, maybe all those things that I said because of jelousity of reality that I will never have such an extreme talent like those who I told their name above. Well, I can not also tell you that I am trying enough for reaching my best point. But… hope… hope make us to keep going our way all the time isn’t it ?

Monday, March 22, 2010

I think this is the beggining of a beautiful...

Hi. My name is Hasan, most of the people who is reading that blog already know that. Well, thats why, I don't wanna introduce myself at that point. Because the main reason of why I am creating that blog is to show the deepest, or superficial part of me with my opinion about everything. That means that blog is totally personal and depends on me. If you dont want to dare the reality of this then get the hell out here !

Are you still reading ? Fine... then wellcome to my secret and bewitched and agitated world! Ehh.. Just joking... There is nothing like on of those in my life. Maybe a bit fun, excitement, melancholy, like each one of us have. But I think, this is the point: to be happy and know that, you are the same like the others. Because as you know, the mass media, commercials, nlp trainers, trying to convince us that we are special no matter who we are. Well, I am sorry to tell you that, but believe me, we are not that special.

The thing which is making me suprised is the power of tv, religion and commercial that tell us what to do everytime. Is that because of we are weak creatures or trully idiots. I am afraid that I am agree with the second part of what I said. By the way, I am not saying that I am totally isolated from the system and living me own personal life without the effect of capitalism. Of course I used, Nike shoes, eat in Burger King, listened Ace of Base, watched all Spielberg movies... But I was never had a good relationship with religion. But this religion this is the subject of an another article. (Article, sound too academic, I am not sure If i am right... Well I am probably in an intermediate level in this damn English language... so please forgive me about my basic level of English) Of course those things that I am saying about system and stuffs is the basic reason of why I am writing here. Basicly the things that you will see it here is going to be my problems about the concepts in life.

As Anthony Trollope says, 'the happiest ones are those who don't have any stories to tell' I am read that in the book of David Mamet who is a script writer and director and I am totally agree with that sentence. Because, you need problems, chaos and deepness if you want to tell something as a story to the people. Which means, we all getting away from problems and any kind of complications. This is the easy way indeed. But, for me, there is something that i can not hide or escape which is growing inside of me and catching me like catching a kid who wants to escape from a monster under his bed. I kind of like that sadistic fear and excitement. This seems like the biggest reason of why I am writing, the fear and complications. Otherwise, I feel like I am very close to kill myself (not literally) This seems like a therapy for deppresionic man but it is not. Because, I think, the fear of conceptual problems... wait wait... I think I am wrong, because it is kind of thereapy.

I don't want to bother you a lot this time, but If you still want to read my blog, next time, be sure that you will bothered even more. I don't know maybe you are not. I just wanted to finish with effective sentence. But obviously it shows that the end of this story hasn't come yet. So, hope to see you next time.