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Beats studying existential philosophy [Sep. 23rd, 2008|10:21 am]
Last night I translated Joanna Newsom's song Peach, Plum, Pear into Finnish:


I considered sending her the link, but then figured

1) the sound quality is too low even for a JOKE
2) she wouldn't care
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Groundhog Day [Sep. 20th, 2008|01:25 pm]
Yesterday I watched Groundhog Day, and was powerfully influenced. It's a movie about Phil (Bill Murray) who is forced to live the same day over and over again. Groundhog Day is deep. I was going to try to explain why, but <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rhO2ip9grpE&feature=related">this guy</a> does a better job so he can do it instead.

I think Phil's outlook on life developed in a natural way. He began as a cynical egotist. After overcoming the shock of living the same day over and over again, he realized that he can get away with anything. Since he only cared for his own pleasure, he went overboard with hedonism. After a while he realized hedonism for its own sake left his existence without meaning. He didn't know where to find meaning, so he became self-destructive.

There are people who take the same path and end up killing themselves. Existential despair makes you feel bad and hedonistic pleasure makes you feel good, for a second. Some cake or a cigarette take your mind away from feeling bad for five minutes, but then the despair comes back and this time you need two cigarettes or more cake to chase it away. In the end you fuck your body up and are left not only with a broken mind but a broken body to boot. Yup, existential problems can be only be solved with existential answers. Cake is good for solving problems of the "too little cake" kind.

Phil tried to commit suicide in many ways, but still woke up every morning to the same day. Gradually he just had to accept his fate, and make the most of it. He became humble and started to focus on other people and improving himself at the same time. In the end he's happy to be alive without regard for what day it is.

I'm making efforts to burn a certain scene from the film on my retinae. I mean the one, where Bill Murray sits in a café reading a book and hears Mozart's Sonata in C (I think it's that one) on the radio. He looks so damn serene, humble, and ready to take on anything. When he hears the music he thinks "I could do that. Let's have a go." Then he just walks straight to the piano teacher's house without logging on to Facebook, or playing a round of Lolo III. He is a paragon of peace of mind and motivation.
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