… The air was arid and filled with the pungent smell when she disappeared. The police vehicle is breathing near me. Yeah, death is not so far remote to me. The notorious moonshine now appeared a beheaded killer in the lone deserted road. I dialed again to wishing her the last goodbye, but she was silent forever. I know this is my last chance to escape the net where I trapped badly; perhaps it was my fault or someone else. Does it matter deep? The question itself is trapped here to its spider net. Whatever the answer be, death is chasing me behind. The reason is clear now,—life is nothing but the same old resonance of love and hatred, resonates the perfectly tuned ‘Cock a doodle do’ over and again;—so I’ve to run until they shot me… Continue reading Lonely Trap ⇒ Kirno Sohochari
Knowing about the Being is endless as endless the Acting is, as deathless the Edging and Ending is, and infinite the beginning of beginning is. Everything is “Acting” in here or somewhere or nowhere as a “Being”, and that is the infinite beginning of everything “Being”… Continue reading Oddments thoughts of “Being” and The Point of No Return ⇒ Kirno Sohochari
… reality is always a temporality and the picture it represents never could stay eternal. Pictures have appeared and vanished. Only memes may remain there for a little while that linked us to guess how they were at that particular time. Which we named ‘past’ is a temporal bubbling of images in the timeless ocean. As well, which we termed as ‘present and future’, they are none but the same bubbling in the same timeless ocean. Reality means everything gathered in a place for a moment to wipe soon in nowhere. Because of this our consciousness about imagining something as ‘real, original or fundamental’ is deceitful…The world (whatever it made by original or duplicate images) where nothing standalone with its singularity and vanished soon or later, such a world is in effect a prism that mirrors many things under the sunlight but a dark chamber where everything wipes like the black hole! Our consciousness and explanation about this world, for this reason, is false and filled with vague assumptions; likewise the early photograph of ‘View from the Window at Le Gras’;—hazy and blurred by the dotted pixel; a window-hole to get some ideas about the real world but we cannot certain about this that the world is really looked like!… Continue reading That world of duplicates ⇒ Kirno Sohochari
…Funny, but his dream of something constant may play an actor’s role that makes the universe stable and static in its fate didn’t work so far, and later it appeared to reverse. Cosmologists then use his cosmological constant assuming about the unknown source of energy that may play a hidden role for the anomalous expansion of the universe. They tagged Einstein’s biggest mistake to trace the source of unknowing Dark Energy, which they think is responsible for the current expansion rate of the universe…Einstein, this way against his wish has appeared the promoter of such a model that he was not prone to accept. His views about the universe-geometry motivate him to draw the simplest outline that could be fitted with his filed equation theory, to prove why God cannot play dice with the life of the universe. However, quantum mechanics and on the other hand Hubble’s assurance about expanding universe compelled him to withdraw his belief to the globe that he thinks is explainable by nature’s laws. It was the beginning moment of the standard model which at later praised to understand the fact that the universe is not empty at all… Continue reading Einstein’s chosen world among this unresolved universe ⇒ Kirno Sohochari
… The morning was gloriously sunshined. Monochromatic sun rays with its tenderness were coming through the window. After waking up to sleep, I see the giant dinosaur by extending its long neck interestingly seeing me. As if the reminder of what I did when Sanjida slept beside Rafiq. He is now seeing me as I once was staring at Sanjida. Anyway, Sanjida is now sleeping beside me. I whispered to her ears, “Hi! Do you hear me? It seems Rafiq is back again!”…/ I have opened the door when the time had got over. And they were coming out by proving me wrong. I noticed both are naked and looked being similar in appearance! They were looking wildly savage and horrid. I then remembered they are the man I’ve dreamed, was seeing coming out to the cave! Looking at me both have shouted together, “Don’t you want to know what waits for us after we’ve entered into the dark attic?”… Continue reading Confession and others ⇒ Kirno Sohochari
… No philosophy no science no religion that means no human language can say this or that is the absolute source of the beginning and as well as consciousness. One who thinks about the beginning was not present at that moment to see it. Any thoughts about beginning and consciousness are merely the rational abstraction of the mind who thinks. Human languages have worked so far one’s mind interprets the nature of ‘things’ as specific and rational. Rest what he cannot interpret that might be the tacit abstraction of his mind… Thinking about consciousness is an abstraction of what can be said specifically by human language and what cannot be said ‘specified’, but cannot deny too… Continue reading Revisiting consciousness ⇒ Kirno Sohochari
… This world where Mr. X now exists and who sealed his agnostic friend Mr. Y in the radioactive shield, all are nothing but a covered cloak, where today’s evening appeared so perfect, and where Mr. Y as well hoping to embrace the second world with perfect expectancy. However, what about Mr. X! He might be the only man who is not looking perfect. He is now trembling after triggering the gun. It seemed that he looked fearful to open the box and frightened to see his friend dead or alive, or else baffled by the confusion that if he opened the box he will see empty. That means his friend is vanished to jump the second world. What a fuck!… Continue reading To be continued ⇒ Kirno Sohochari
… Quite tricky to work on what they gave to him, another chance to live this life once more, to suck all these beautiful which now breathing around him. He is now running like a toddler on the narrow passage of the train. Despite to know his fate, that is,—they are so certain about the game! Now, following him to give another chance just because of that,—this time if he can survive…./ The past is always a remedy, where my wife and daughter are still alive! I know they are waiting for me to enjoy dinner. No, let come to the point and let act a bit realistic, that is, they have pissed off from this planet a near thirty years ago. Only I am, yet alive in this deadly peak! It is certain for me that I will pick the automation service tomorrow to think it always a toady,—for going back to my home that is no more exist anywhere in this lonely metropolis…. Continue reading Maybe utter nonsense ⇒ Kirno Sohochari
… Hubert Dreyfus, until his death, was skeptical about the masked phrasing of future what Minsky and his companions tried to mean the only way that can break the chain of unexpected aging and death by taking a new conversion of human beings as digital humans. AI Futurists believe this metamorphosed being can handle all human-readable behaviors using its self-governed power of sensitivities. The future digital humans would neither be a human, nor it would be the replica of today’s human, it will appear as a completely different being, a fine-tuned combination of human and machine… The entire scenario appeared a disturbing humming to Dreyfus. For this reason, he didn’t suppress his discontent in an interview, where his tone was seeming cynical… Contrary, Marvin Minsky was optimistic in his arguments that developing such kind of machines will act as a lighthouse for the futurists to grasp all human behavior and situation analysis power in a digital machine. This machine will appear as a proto-transhuman machine and its gradual improvement will ensure the smooth confluence between biological humans and electrified transhuman to achieve the ultimate self-sufficing transhuman. Is it? Maybe we have nothing in hand except waiting for the upcoming days to draw the apparent ending of this hotpan controversial dispute… Continue reading In remembrance – the critic of Digital Humans ⇒ Kirno Sohochari
… does extreme progress of civilization or development of knowledge which leads human civilization to Homocentric Paradigm, is bad? Does the increased capacity of diversifying life through knowledge, invention, and discovery is harmful? Answer in today’s context perhaps not easy when the third paradigm-shifting is knocking near…The rapid leap of modern technopace indicates human species have no alternative other than leaving their protein-based organic genes to gardening them electrified, so they can make a fair adaptation with the electrified strings. This adaptation will lead them to the sixth Kurzweil’s epoch where they could start a new life as a self-operated universal conscious being…Harari is not worried about what Kurzweil pumping often. Despite his denial of what Kurzweil pumping with striking lucidity for too many years, Harari unlikely sound similar when he ascribed his presumption on death and the next extinction of commons at the moment of his discussion with Daniel Kahneman… Continue reading Is death optional? ⇒ Kirno Sohochari
… Little bit immaterial to think about the prehistoric origin of noise that played a vital role as a forbear of music. Actuality was that a buzzing wave of noise was coming along with movement, rhythm, and sound so far to disperse life throughout the universe. Who is the tuner of that realm where noisy pitches could be changeable in musical harmony by following the gradual improvisation? God, He could be the first pianist who tuned this noise principle so that life could possible or everything could appear and extinct here just like the fine-tuned cord of the atonic piano. Or else something undefined causes as an intruder keep always busying itself fine-tuning the principle music of life with a variety of sharp major and minor octaves. Music is the mirror to consider the beginning of this entire creation as a continual whiff of cosmic waves of rhythm and noisy beats, along with attuned sound and movement… Continue reading Remarking Music ⇒ Kirno Sohochari
… the positive influence of the music on people’s life does not depend on the intention that to what extent listeners entertained by the musical arrangements. Rather, it utterly depended on the muse that how they communicate themselves after hearing the sound of raga or folk or a rap-punk, and what they think about it, as Michael Jackson once signified the entire term in his song by calling it ‘Human nature’. Sound of music is not sacred, as Ted Andrews used to mean in his book using spiritual sensors. As an artform, contrary, music is one of the sacred imitations of Nature and manmade objects that can reveal the real energy of this planetary life yet carried within… A day will come when we have no choice rather exit the planet. When we will start the journey to an unknown planet, it is not absurd that we loaded our suitcase with the happiest things we enjoyed here. The little ‘Foli’ perhaps the stroller can choose as a memoir on his days of exit to the planet… Continue reading On Music ⇒ Kirno Sohochari
… Living with McDonald’s hamburger and as well as immense manufactured products for reading, writing, speaking, sporting and doing plenty of other activities, all these activities increase the work calorie consumption at a higher rate and reversely made the human population a risky survivor… This is an everyday picture of human life, where a negligible number of aborigines in the Amazon forest disappear like a quickly melted candle. Extinction of these pity numbers could be acceptable here in excuse of preparing more grassland for cattle farming, to meet the growing demand of beef lovers resided far remote to the rain forest. A sacrifice of small group commons is desirable here to keep the large numbers (for instance the beef lover’s) interest safe and secure. As well as, it is a necessity now so they can always be steady with appetizing Mcdonald’s hamburger to get maximum altruistic pleasure… Continue reading When the ‘commons’ dies (Part-1) ⇒ Kirno Sohochari
… This could be the stormy indication for a marathoner who determines himself in his mission touch the finishing line; a natural affinity that he always has driven himself by the self-motivated ‘will’ that he must touch the ending line at any cost. Contrary, this affinity leads him gone astray; standing on the finishing line he soon realized no time might be remaining for him to go back from where he starts. The moments he was passing over can never back to him due to the tireless force that insists him to run until he lies down on the running track to embrace death. Is death the ultimate finisher for this worldly runner? Does the ‘will’ he keeps to run may decline when death seized the vigorous pace he holds to touch the finishing line?… Life in this world reminds the awakening calling: —lively beings have a limit to exist certain while and then after they will vanish in the alternative world, from where once they were coming out… Continue reading Marks of existence ⇒ Kirno Sohochari
… The first man seated on a dark mountain peak, was dizzy to feel himself a lonely ghost. None was there except the whisper of dark waves that he is per se the undefined lonely ghost, covered by dark and seated on the mountain peak with an empty heart. Soon after a sickly ray of light appeared from the dark and faintly stumbled to his face. He was getting excited to see the first woman. She was beside him whom he could not see before. Both of them were perplexed to see them under the trembling lightwave. They asked each other “who are you?”, and simultaneously answered, “I am that.”
Dark has remained over there, and they were surrounded by this. The ghostly whisper with luminous rays then covered the mountain peak; dark omit instant and both of them screamed together, “we are the light”. The sparkling light rays then disappear and shady dark again covered the mountain peak. Both man and woman were bewildered to see the hoaxing game of light and dark, seated lonely on the mountain peak to mutter, “For God’s sake, we don’t know who we are; maybe we are dark; but we want the light to see each other for saying this, —“I am that.”… Continue reading All about darkness ⇒ Kirno Sohochari
… Today’s artist is unknowingly a repeater of the created events, they are actually inept to create something new by deconstructs all readymade meaning and values which human beings have trapped by wittingly. No God remains there who can rescue them; no Avatar never ever will come to guide them; none is visible in this meaning-manic barren land who can sweep all this garbage and lead humanity so it can recover the loss and get back its original “form”. It is impossible for contemporary artist deconstructs the real picture by using his imaginative power and super abstraction, rather it better for him to agree with this, i.e., the flavor of the classical and modern age is expired… No meaning might exist that a person can treat reliable to understand the real picture of this animated world. Reality is not an illusion but in which way human cognition materialized it by meaning and values, all these are a hypothetical extension but not the reality itself; as because nobody knows the reason why real objects appeared in this world and for what reason they make a relation between them… Once it motivates an artist trespass the reality-frame, so he can achieve his own ecstasy; once it made the breeding ground for him, and he started his spiritual journey from variant extent and “form”; the opportunity now obscured in vain due to the confusing nearness between a real object and its reflection in painting frame. No spirituality has left over for an artist that can help him reconsider his subjectivity in light of previous techniques that he gets from abstract, surreal or hyperbolic art. The only “form” he can use at this moment and that is, deliver his artwork a perplexing illusion of the reality which itself is elusive due to its inconsistent addition and subtraction of meaning and values. Baudrillard mentioned Duchamp and Warhol artistic venture to remind the truth once again… Continue reading Fountain of ‘Déjà vu’ ⇒ Kirno Sohochari
…The new reading of Aristotle influenced Thomas Kuhn to rethink about the systematic approaches of modern science. It drives him to think about the narrow-line from where science detached itself to think or reconsider other knowledge disciplines with positive postures. Modern methodical approaches where any part of thought if appeared anomalous or mismatched with observation and experiment, the science community instant leave this thought, and without giving a chance that we should reconsider our thought by taking a new approach to it. This rigidity as Karl Popper thinks inevitable for science if it wants to ground its theory with a pragmatic dataset and plausible logical sequences. However, Kuhn’s designed his thought in reverse. He believes such stereotype approach make science non-realistic and it might be a practical loss for science itself… Continue reading The Paradigm of Normal Science ⇒ Kirno Sohochari
… What we see these are not enough, but what we feel when we see “these”, it might be more precious to realize the real essence of life. A real object always hides its originality as like Basho’s old pond. The duty of an artist could be there, he should jump into the pond to discover the hidden treasures by using his inner visionary. This is the spiritual journey of an artist… Continue reading When the image is born (Part-4) ⇒ Kirno Sohochari
… Only the geek knows cloggy hot days will back
just after the banishment of dried burflowers.
I hug my woman’s chin to remembering this.
Replacement of things is eternal… Cloggy sweat will appear again in my woman’s thin chin
The pigtailed burflower will dry by oozing its last raindrop.
Beauty is just for a funeral… Continue reading Wintry moments ⇒ Kirno Sohochari
… The sunny clouds are comin’ and goin’ like lonely thunder.
From where it comin’? Goin’ where?, I ask myself
Croak croak…, the rainy toad answered me by seated in its toadstool./ … Multicolored butterflies flying surround the tea leaves.
From where they are comin’ with these multicolors? Goin’ where?
I ask myself over again,
Croak croak…, the rainy toad leaps on the pond to its toadstool./ … From where this chatterbox arrives? Now goin’ where?
I ask myself by seeing the jumping toad,
Torrential rainfall begins at this moment, to stop me… Continue reading Momentary talks ⇒ Kirno Sohochari
… This is a new world where images of amity often collide with animosity. The fragrance of love and attachment totters by confusion and soon it collides with hatred. No morals are eternal here that could be treated as a reward for honesty; instead, they collide with immoral within the twinkling of eyes. Fairy-looking happiness walks like a toddler and dash with tragic misfortune. Power collides with the fear of losing power. Divinity threatened and busy to wrestle with no-divinity. The life-giver atoms could collide at any moment by the life-taking reverses. We are living in a pretentious world where everything is looking fine-tuned and over certain, but they fragmented by pieces when collides with uncertainty rings the bell. The essence of super-human is a faint shadow and soon replaced by the ghostly non-human… Khaled Hafez might realize the collided duality and tries to engrave all this contrast in his canvas, so seer can feel something quickly shifted and replaced by one another, and time is none but a character of ambiguous disorder between signs. His animated paintistry echoed the truth with pop art fancy… Continue reading The Hyperreal world of Khaled Hafez ⇒ Kirno Sohochari
… Vermeer’s painting indicates real things and their relation with human get fractured or broken when a painter pick them for his canvas. This is called implicit silence that may deserve seer’s involvement and his conscious connotation so he can associate him to read the meaning of the real things in art, and as well as the difference it makes from the images of extant reality. Art denies reality and the artist always try to paint what his visual cortex told him to paint. An artist denies the order of things that might make by the humans, and the system now tried to dominate him by this. Artist’s rebellion against the order of things can only save his soul to the ordained discipline of life, where he tried to reverse the order of things through his artistry, as Cubist and Surrealist did and to the consequence Abstract and even the Realistic artform tried to do it often… Let come to the point, how a seer can read the reality a painting object reflexes? How he can differentiate his usual reality sense when he stands in front of the painting canvas with a dizzy mind? Let make the question bit difficult, how he faces the abstraction of life and real objects that are now very frequent in painting canvas? The answer of all these questions is not a ready-made set. We cannot say what he feels that should be treated his judgment to the artwork and rest is immaterial… Continue reading When the image is born (Part-3) ⇒ Kirno Sohochari
… every visible thing reminds the muse of invisible ‘bit or dot’, where they associate according to their will to destroy and rebuild things over again. Every ‘thing’ has gonna in the void when death appeared and all these every ‘thing’ can revive from the out of nothing.
The Hegelian phrasing might be appropriate here to realize the meaning of life; that is, —there is something always remains to be waiting in nothingness, something remain in the complete void, to bring back the whole picture of reality over again. Creation itself is transcendental and mysterious in this way, so why not art. Maybe that’s why Kandinsky tried to consider art a spiritual silence of creation and destruction. He thinks it doesn’t matter where an artist sitting on the apex of any horizontal line of the triangle, but it does matter what he sees or feel in his ‘within’ by sitting there… Continue reading When the image is born (Part_2) ⇒ Kirno Sohochari
… ‘Life’s appearance and omission in the world, its presence or absence from the surface, all these are nothing but an illusion of our dizzy mind. Images have born and dissolved into the surface but the essence of images remains even after the annihilation happened. This essence might be the prehistoric element that never dies and that’s why images are born over to repeat the tiresome jingle of life. Every new image is the resonance of old images; every newish venture somehow linked with the prehistoric ventures happened in the remote past. Images are the repeater of that ambiguity where nothing has gonna vanished for forever. Both poets painted the same imagery in a different context. They deliver the same message but the ways of contrasting images are different…This is the landing zone of art ‘where everything is seemingly over, where everything looked as if they omit in vain and none is there who can whisper that he exists to talk with the silence.’ Without this poetry cannot get its end and painting can never be born… Continue reading When the image is born (Part-1) ⇒ Kirno Sohochari
… Any protest against the systematic exploitation of peoples’ right, it must burst some bad smile with true vulgarity; except for this, it cannot shake the system where rosy faces are hungry to smell the ‘deodorized dog shit’, to think it a fragrance… The boys who were in the dreamy movement and who were not there due to the adverse ambiance, a majority of them will be lost in course of time; few among of them remain after this, they will have a chance to rebuild the world for upcoming descendants. The ‘robust few’ will appear as a leader for the future generation. How they achieve it by living on today’s unpleasant ambiance?—the question is vital, but today’s protester must find the answer through his self-learning… Continue reading Hi, Do you have a license? School kids charged adults for safe Bangladesh ⇒ Kirno Sohochari
… Hostility was coming as a death angel to the idler who was eager to free his married brother taking his burden for the rest of his life. Mental asylum was might be the only place where Vincent can protect his humanity and his passionate love for yellow and blue. Nowadays we know Vincent’s asylum days has appeared a boon to him where he painted his masterpieces one-after-another with enthusiastic passion and steadiness. Asylum is not a tranquil place for human beings but Vincent made it tranquil for him where nobody can tease him and nor anybody is there who left him to think that he is an unfit or impossible companion. Society treat madness a disease and Vincent had guts to think he needs space to rethink about this madness; his days on asylum helped him to remove the dreadful fear that he is not alone in this world, there are people who are hallucinated like him… Continue reading In remembrance of Vincent ⇒ Kirno Sohochari