learning to say no

we often times say time is running by too fast; here was summer here is christmas, here was monday here is sunday, here was morning here is night; there’s an interesting book written by a smart guy about how people perceive time; what does it mean that time is running by too fast or too slow and how do you culturally live your life? in the past, in the present or in the future? (for reference check out: Robert Levine “A Georgraphy of Time”)

for me time usually passes by too fast when i have too much stuff to do; work, phone calls, emails, arronds, and a lot of planning: remember tomorrow to do that, remember on thursday the dinner plans, remember in the week-end you have guests, you need to buy this and that, clean up your place etc; a lot of my time is spent in the future; i think and many times worry about stuff that will happen in the next couple of days, without being aware of the fact that this simple mental activity takes a lot of my actual present time and energy. (i heard someone say once: “note to self, remember to breathe” and i’ve adopted the expression immediately… sometimes i feel like i do need a special note for that);

facebook which i am a big fan of is also taking a lot of my time without telling me; first because i spend so much time on facebook and second because many of the things i find there are actually generating a lot more mental activity than i would normally have to handle; whether songs or statuses or articles or news i am basically trying to grasp what around 100 people are thinking of in a given moment, not understanding that by this i’m taking in more information than i actually need; i take in 100 times more info and emotions and expressions of whatever thoughts or feelings than what one person normally does (making a simple calculation: i have more than 300 friends on facebook, of which facebook selects maybe 100, maybe even less, a day for which it gives me updates sometimes more than one)

internet in general is taking a lot of my time; i have internet at home, i have internet at work; i was recently invited by my mobile service provider to get a new phone. I went to the shop and asked what they had in store; the guy literally threw himself at the shelves with smartphones telling me which of them will get me more connected to the network than the other; that was the point when i said no: i need a new phone, just a phone, a simple phone, no more internet, no more access to social networks or other applications. just a plain old style damn phone; we chose a model that looks like a blackberry but is not. it has access to internet, and i do have it with my plan, but i turned it off, so it works right now just like the first Nokia model i remember i saw when in i was in highschool;

another thing i learned to say no to is television; i have cable tv and i have not turned it on in months (i usually watch tv only if someone else in the room opens the tv, which is many times the case when i’m home); of course i feel tempted, but i decided i’m losing too much time watching it. i actually lose too much time filtering what’s worth seeing from what’s not. there’s also this question of who is the target audience, for which people the information (the type of doom’s day news) or the shows (big brother, the bachelor, bingo) are actually created for? if the tv programs are giving us the measure of a society, then wow!… there’s nothing more to add…

actually my point is that today information can be just as much of an addiction like alchool or drugs; information gives you the right pinch of adrenaline and it can keep you “connected” and “wired up” more than 24 hours a day; literally because you can start the 26th of december in Tokio and finish it in San Francisco, and if you count the hours you’ll spend more than 24 finding out what’s going on;

it also blurs out a lot of the material in favor of the intelect. you start living more in your mind that in the real life; it’s easier to spend a few hours on the internet and ignore the real hardships outside your house, it’s easier to check out facebook and look at smiling faces rather than get out of the house and realize your neighbourhood filled up with stray dogs and the mayor is more concerned with sending his Christmas cards rather than taking up with the stray dogs… you turn the tv on and you look at all these talk shows and you feel as if you have just spoken out on what’s bothering you, you feel you’ve expressed the anger and the frustration because those people there were doing it for you; but you didn’t express anything and the show is over and the dogs are still barking outside. someone once talked about comedies; how people are paid to laugh at jokes and make you, the viewer, feel as if you are laughing although you are actually not. and how after watching the show you feel as if you laughed but you actually haven’t moved a single muscle on your face. take that for what the mind can do..

yes, my point… my point is…

About Guvidissima

I love writing stuff on pieces of paper. My little brother thought I should write this stuff down on pieces of cyberspace. He gave me my own little website. I discovered blank cyberspace looks just as frightening as a blank piece of paper and I decided to take it slowly. The title came after a while, as I was taking a test on numbers, dates and personalities. Yes, I am an enthusiast. I like to believe there’s more to it than what we think there is. And I made a quest out of this. One of my friends a while ago told me I have a serious case of colorblindness, I can only see pink for some reason. Even if that’s not as true as I’d like it to be, this blog is written in a pinkish light: there is something magic about us and life, it might not be the holy truth, nor Darwin, nor the politics or the economics of demand and offer; as a very inspired Indian writer put it, I think it is the God of small things.
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