(Source: sspirate)
artist luise valdes collected a lot of unwanted cardboard boxes for his latest installation ‘casa de karton’ or cardboard house. the project is a life-size recreation of valdes’ apartment using cardboard tape and lots of white paint. all the objects in the apartment are made from old boxes that have been cut-out and assembled into the form with a sketch-like outline for smaller details. all the boxes are whitewashed to give the space a surreal quality of a drawing that has come to life.
I have no flair for writing but I’m going to go ahead and attempt to express this jumble of thoughts into something coherent anyway. I really hate the person I’ve become. I sit around secretly criticising other people on the internet and most of my days are spent confined to a low lit room. My morals are questionable and my mindset has been influenced by years of being told what to do by self proclaimed life experts who all share the same old fashioned ideals of being completely straight edged.
I was at work a couple weeks ago talking to a bunch of people who hadn’t gone to university yet and without me realising, my heavily-conditioned-with-asian-values brain, looked down on them. Not too long later though, I realised that they were just fun, ordinary people and I felt ashamed that I was so quick to judge them. They were the type that liked their jobs, earned an honest living and partied it up after work at local gigs. Something I planned on doing when I hit 18, but was always held back from it by people so I tried to brush the idea away. They were having a lot more fun with their lives than a lot of people, especially me.
Then I realised that I had always been so busy moulding myself to a scaffold set out by other people that I had lost sight of my real interests and passions. Always too busy worrying about the consequences of certain actions that I hesitate and never end up doing anything. I really want to escape from the overbearing dullness that is my life and be out there doing things. Perhaps build up a collection of life experiences so that I won’t regret it when I’m older.
I have a daughter who will one day take drugs. Of course, I will do everything in my power to see that she chooses her drugs wisely, but a life without drugs is neither foreseeable, nor, I think, desirable. Someday, I hope she enjoys a morning cup of tea or coffee as much as I do. If my daughter drinks alcohol as an adult, as she probably will, I will encourage her to do it safely. If she chooses to smoke marijuana, I will urge moderation. Tobacco should be shunned, of course, and I will do everything within the bounds of decent parenting to steer her away from it. Needless to say, if I knew my daughter would eventually develop a fondness for methamphetamine or crack cocaine, I might never sleep again. But if she does not try a psychedelic like psilocybin or LSD at least once in her adult life, I will worry that she may have missed one of the most important rites of passage a human being can experience.
Sam Harris on the value of psychedelics as a part of the human experience. He gets a little nutty in the middle where he talks about the ‘untapped potential of the human mind’ but other than that it is a lucid and engaging defense of mind-altering substance-use.
october 25th
(Source: troslogoth)
I’m probably going to end up being that person in high school that no one remembers. Thats cool.





