(some Vilnius pics up.)
listening: kt tunstall-someday soon, feeling quiet.
I think it’s time to put myself away
Seek out a little silence
Close the doors and sit a while
Walk a little
I’ve been feeling quiet.
Tomorrow is buy nothing day. Here’s some hints on how to spend the day. My family is also doing buy nothing Christmas, or something pretty close to it.
P.S. Also addicted to Sad Song, by Room Eleven. Hope to see them play sometime.
I think I have enough bedsheets to last me a lifetime. That is if all my sheets are as durable as these 70’s ones, handed down by my mother. (Somehow I doubt that.) It bugs me that I may have to buy some sheets if I spend next year in Holland. There is only so much things you can pack in one suitcase, you know.
I like old things. They are like family members, they have always been there. They hold memories. They outlast new things.
Sometimes I think the way out of this overconsumption is not less materialism but more. How about being so particular in our consumption that we only want things that will last us thirty years. I want to move into that direction. I am still toying with the idea of some kind of buying strike too.
Guess I’ll never work in advertising, huh? Although I’d kind of like to start my own “eco ad-agency” and use all the things learned at my marketing classes for good. I’d do marketing for organic cosmetics, soy milk, wind power… it’s a growing market after all.
P.S. My best deed in a while: ordering a diva cup. We’ll see how that goes.. (I mean, I will. No one else will see a thing!)
There was a brief window of time between November 1999 and September 2001 when the most fundamental conflict in the world was between power and people. Up until the Berlin wall fell, it had been between capitalism and communism; now, as everyone knows, it’s between terrorism and so-called democracy. But for that brief, exhilarating period, the primary dichotomy in more and more people’s minds was between hierarchy and domination on the one hand and autonomy, liberty, and cooperation on the other.
Everywhere across the planet, people were starting to organize themselves, testing their hands at self-directed activities and pushing back when state and corporate interests tried to interfere. As summits of the economic elite were shut down, local collectives assembled, and global networks of resistance linked up, it began to feel like the future was up for grabs.
- the hijacking of reality, crimethink
Remember? I do.
Activism for me is doing things the other way. Better way. I like Daniel Quinn’s ideas about change, comparing our time to the renaissance, how living another way starts with a shift in our thinking and how that is already starting to happen.
I like reading about people living it, becoming vegan chefs, taking the plunge to become artists and artisans, taking control of their lives. I believe the best way to bring about change is to do what we love the most.
i do not think this is escape. i think it is creation. in the play RENT they say, “the opposite of war isn’t peace, it’s creation,” and i believe it.
living underground is not the negative act of rejecting the world, it is the positive act of creating a real life independent of the sado-society. it is the process of remembering that WE are the ones who decide how to live our lives(…)
I want to find my underworld again.