Drive movie “review” starring Ryan Gosling.

Aesthetic as fuck.

Just saw the movie Drive again, on DVD. It’s still one of the best movies I’ve seen in theater in the last decade.

The more I think about it, the more I realize that this movie is actually about an autistic savant. 

Someone whose mind operates in a completely different wavelength than the rest of us and fails to connect with other human beings and worldly matters. Except he isn’t amazing at math or memorizing phonebooks or music, but a genius in DRIVING. 

And that idea in and of itself makes this movie a genius of its own right.

Anyway here was what I wrote when the movie first came out. Might have changed my mind about some of it but here it is…

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6r_PLen-MyE

“This was the only movie I saw in the last 2 years that got stuck in my mind hours after I walked out of the theater. A little bit of art-house existentialism and a little bit of Hollywood action…the paradoxical mixture makes the film quite surreal. See it, and tell me what you think.

I love the mask scenes. Ryan gosling’s character – having no name, no clear motivations, no past, no future, little dialogue, and the way he put on a faceless mask in critical moments while roaming around the city in the dark, the way he was referred to in the beginning of the movie as a “zombie”, how he got stabbed at the end, yet seemed to be unharmed as he simply drove off into the horizon, how he walked away without the money because he had have no practical purposes or uses for it, and his god-like driving ability to get around and avoid physical obstacles seemed to indicate that he was some sort of non-being who existed in a different metaphysical plane as most mortals. He avoided human contacts unless absolutely necessary (hesitate to shake hands, drives people around but want nothing more to do with them other than “just drive”), yet had the power to exert forces and influence causes and effects if for greater cause. 

One of the many themes of the movie is that real “heroes” are nameless and faceless and do not seek after glory and fame, and unlike a lot of of cliche heros in action movies that take up a lot of space and grab a lot of unnecessary attention to get the job done, he quietly “flows” around like a ghost, yet he was extremely effective and lethal. His job as a stunt driver symbolizes this. When we watch movies, the heroic moments were often times the work of nameless stuntmen who take the “hit” for the big-time actors…but they get no credit for their work, yet they are the real heroes who work “behind the scenes”. Their jobs are stunt doubles are deadly, fast, loud, and full of explosions and danger, yet they “quietly”, while hiding behind masks, makeup, wigs, and etc, get the job done discretely, jumping from scene to scene, job to job without leaving traces of who they really are.

Ryan gosling was the stuntman for Irene and her family. He took hits for them, taking the baggage that was going to be on Irene’s shoulder and put it on his back. He never revealed more about himself than what was necessary, and after the family was relieved, he just drove away, leaving nothing physical behind. Sometimes the people who have the most affects on our lives are people like him…you don’t know who they are, where they are from, and where they are going, their physical presence could be minimum…they may appear in your life for only a moment or two, yet their influences, spiritually and mentally, are immense and life-changing”.

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LOL.

“losing hope in humanity”….”the world is now fucked” are the typical top comments

I think it’s quite the opposite. I think this pictures shows signs of progress and advancement.

First of all, what’s the perquisite for accomplishing this task? Lots of money. Which means this guy is definitely well off. Even if his dad paid for his surgeries, he’s probably not a moron, since his dad has to be somewhat intelligent to make that much money. So it’s basically a status symbol. And if the real JB is the ultimate status symbol. This guy is the status symbol of a status symbol. Meta.

50 years ago a lot of people will want to look like Elvis or Marilyn Monroe but they can’t because medicine/technology won’t allow it. Now they can, because the world is getting more awesome. So awesome that you can look like JB. 

In 50 more years we will have virtual reality and the ability to switch bodies, which I’m sure will result in even more JBs. We would also cure lots more diseases, athletes will be faster and stronger, and we will know much more about the universe.

Don’t forget that people’s seemingly superficial desires – perfecting looks, driving a faster and more aesthetic car, etc are some of the strongest driving forces behind tech advancement, which in turn allows more people to fulfill these fantasies that have always been there, since the dawn of mankind.

 
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Darwin and Einstein were two of the biggest mind BBCs known to man. Beethovan was too. You can just tell from his facial expression that he just wants to mindfuck the shit out of you, just because he can.

Muhammad Ali was THE BBC. So was Jordan…and yes he fucked a lot too. 

And if you really think about it, even when athletes dominate, they are really just mindfucking, the way they enter their opponent and fans’ heads and gave them nightmares. 

Freud and many others said that the creative energy is fundamentally sexual and primal, and the most noble thing that a man can do is channel this energy into the arts (or athletics)

Animals use this energy to mate and hunt. And we humans do the same. Except what made us humans is not strength or speed, but the ability to THINK. 

So while humans, like all other animals, have the desire to FUCK with our bodies, because our brains are the ultimate weapons for survival, we also have the desire to MINDfuck. 

In other words, we not only want to pass on our genes, but we also want to pass on our ideas as memes to leave our legacies behind. And IDEAS will last longer than bodies.

Which leads to my conclusion that mindfucking > fucking. Even when you try to fuck a girl, you have to seduce. Seduction is one huge mindfuck. So big that it blows open the vagina.

If you really break down the concept of “mindfucking”, what’s really happening when you got ‘mindfucked’ is that your brainwaves undergo a change to allow you to be in an altered state of consciousness. 

And playing with the brain, testing out its potential by altering mind states to accomplish different goals and solve different problems is essential to our survival, and probably how our brains got bigger. 

Terrence McKenna even pushed it as far as saying that mushrooms, peyotes and weed (ingesting them can result in the BIGGEST mindfucks known to mankind) were standards in the diet of early humans because they allowed us to perceive our environments and thought about things differently.

Anything from drinking to partying, to playing video games, to going on a roller coaster ride, watching movies, going to concerts, falling in love, orgasming, taking drugs, running, watching football ARE ALL MEANS OF ACHIEVING ALTERED STATES. Some states however, are more ‘significant’ than others.

According to the English philosopher John Stuart Mill, he distinguishes between the lower and the higher forms of pleasure.

I think what he is really saying is that there are better or worse ways to mind-fuck yourself and others. 

What are some higher and lower ways that you alter your consciousness? 

For instance, 

High: A concert pianist entering into a state of ecstasy and getting a huge kick out of humping his keyboard while the audience, lovers of classical music, are moved to tears. 

Medium: Going to art-house theater and genuinely enjoying the experience.

Low: Watching porn and fapping. Afterwards getting drunk at the club and dancing to Beyonce.

 
 
 

Darwin and Einstein were two of the biggest mind BBCs known to man. Beethovan was too. You can just tell from his facial expression that he just wants to mindfuck the shit out of you, just because he can.

Muhammad Ali was THE BBC. So was Jordan…and yes he fucked a lot too. 

And if you really think about it, even when athletes dominate, they are really just mindfucking, the way they enter their opponent and fans’ heads and gave them nightmares. 

Freud and many others said that the creative energy is fundamentally sexual and primal, and the most noble thing that a man can do is channel this energy into the arts (or athletics)

Animals use this energy to mate and hunt. And we humans do the same. Except what made us humans is not strength or speed, but the ability to THINK. 

So while humans, like all other animals, have the desire to FUCK with our bodies, because our brains are the ultimate weapons for survival, we also have the desire to MINDfuck. 

In other words, we not only want to pass on our genes, but we also want to pass on our ideas as memes to leave our legacies behind. And IDEAS will last longer than bodies.

Which leads to my conclusion that mindfucking > fucking. Even when you try to fuck a girl, you have to seduce. Seduction is one huge mindfuck. So big that it blows open the vagina.

If you really break down the concept of “mindfucking”, what’s really happening when you got ‘mindfucked’ is that your brainwaves undergo a change to allow you to be in an altered state of consciousness. 

And playing with the brain, testing out its potential by altering mind states to accomplish different goals and solve different problems is essential to our survival, and probably how our brains got bigger. 

Terrence McKenna even pushed it as far as saying that mushrooms, peyotes and weed (ingesting them can result in the BIGGEST mindfucks known to mankind) were standards in the diet of early humans because they allowed us to perceive our environments and thought about things differently.

Anything from drinking to partying, to playing video games, to going on a roller coaster ride, watching movies, going to concerts, falling in love, orgasming, taking drugs, running, watching football ARE ALL MEANS OF ACHIEVING ALTERED STATES. Some states however, are more ‘significant’ than others.

According to the English philosopher John Stuart Mill, he distinguishes between the lower and the higher forms of pleasure.

I think what he is really saying is that there are better or worse ways to mind-fuck yourself and others. 

What are some higher and lower ways that you alter your consciousness? 

For instance, 

High: A concert pianist entering into a state of ecstasy and getting a huge kick out of humping his keyboard while the audience, lovers of classical music, are moved to tears. 

Medium: Going to art-house theater and genuinely enjoying the experience.

Low: Watching porn and fapping. Afterwards getting drunk at the club and dancing to Beyonce.

 
 
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Not saying that weed is bad or anything, but the whole “it’s found in nature! so it shouldn’t be illegal” argument is retarded. 

Just because something is found in nature it doesn’t mean it’s healthy for you, or that it shouldn’t be kept away from civilized human beings who might crave it.

There are tons of poisonous substances found in nature that are lethal to the human body. What if there’s a newfound species of snakes that can get us high, but the negative consequences are as bad as Heroine? Should that not be made illegal?

And the whole “it’s prohibited by law, therefore it is against our freedom” idea is equally nonsensical.

I’m pretty sure the hunter and gatherer society, where everyone is pretty much free (to kill and rape anyone for that matter) sounds like real freedom to me. 

Complete freedom is no freedom. Freedom can only arise out of a structured backdrop/limitation.

Freewill and determinism are not two exclusive concepts, but must co-exist for either to make sense.

 
 
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Came across this today. I used to think about this scenario everyday. Toy story was my favorite movie growing up and I bought like 5 different Woodies (2 of them were from Happy meals at Mcdonald) 

At first I was really embarrassed because sometimes I would fap and forget to put them in the closet. But after a while I got used to it and even lined them up and fapped in front of them.

I used to ask myself whether it was possible to have a mind without the physical brain inside those plastic heads. It was obvious to my young mind that the Woody inside the screen had to have a mind, in fact, Woody was nothing but the mind since his body was immaterial and made up of wavy pixels.

I wanted very badly for Woody to have a mind, even if he didn’t want to show it off in front of me. I think this was what got me started in the mind-body problem obsession.

 
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I want to live in a world where females automatically get pregnant every 7 days, and the only way to terminate the pregnancy would be to insert a penis into the vagina in a sort of, abortion as contraception paradox.

This way, young females who don’t want to get pregnant will go around begging for sex. Here is a rule : It must be a DIFFERENT penis every time. So all girls will be sluts by default.

 
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I think the reason why I enjoy both filmmaking and bodybuilding is because they are very similar, at least to my mind.

If bodybuilding is sculpting the flesh (space),
then filmmaking is sculpting time.

When you make a film, you shoot a BULK of footage, and then CUT it until you reveal an aesthetic structure (with as little fat as possible). 

Now, when you partake in them simultaneously; when the films you make are of yourself bodybuilding…that’s META

 
 
Titanic had a happy ending. The real tragic is what would have happened if both Jack and Rose safely arrived in New York. Jack would have cheated on her with his models. Worse, their love would have faded slowly and eventually part ways, never to see each other again.
 
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Relative aesthetics.

One way to judge/know you made gains is noticing how people around you suddenly shrink in size and appear less aesthetic. When I saw this image for the first time in the movie theater I had just started bulking and I gasped and my anus got wet with pre cum. But when I saw it again today I was not at all impressed.

If you are looking at this and think this is somehow aesthetic, or worse, the “ideal physique”… then you have some self reflecting and squats to do and oats to eat my friend 

 
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LEG day today = date with myself.

I realized that every time before a heavy squat workout, I feel anxious. I reckon It’s the same kind of anxiety that you feel before a date with a girl, or when you have a job interview.

I’m not really afraid of the girl, or the weights – since one is slootz gonna slootz and the other is inanimate. What I’m really afraid of is confronting with the weaker version of myself…and this happens either NOW or AFTER the workout.

This is the paradox brought on by the meta and self-conscious nature of bodybuilding: 

If I get a PR, then my current ego would be destroyed by the new one, which means I’m really the coward right now and should be scared. But if I don’t get a PR but is expecting to get one, then my current perception of myself is flawed and I should be scared too, right now.

So either way I’m screwed.

 
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I’ve been meditating consistently now for a month and I’ve never meditated before. 

Dilemma when I meditate:

Should I blow my mind-body up and expand outward until it merges with the infinitely large universe, or go the opposite direction; dive inward by shrinking into a micro manlet while collapsing and stuffing the universe into my head? EIther way I become one with the universe, but I keep switching back and forth between those 2 options and sometimes it fucks up the flow.

 
Phenomenological truth about Love and Masturbation that you might not want to think about during Love and Masturbation.

You fall in love not with the person him/her self, but with the idea of love (or the fragmentation of certain memories of that person). 

Reductively, this means that you are merely falling in love with yourself, because it is YOUR neurons that are generating these ideas/ideals. This is why all love is self-centered.

THE SAME DEAL APPLIES TO MASTURBATION:

Sometimes I lose my erection in the middle of a session because all of a sudden I am reminded the fact that I am merely getting off to my own imagination…that I am fapping to billions of electrical signals and neural transmitters.

IT IS NOT A GIRL THAT I AM GETTING TURNED ON BY, BUT MY OWN MENTAL REPRESENTATION OF THAT PERSON AS AN IDEA THAT IS GENERATED BY MY OWN CONSCIOUSNESS…WHICH MAKES MASTURBATION COMPLETELY SELF-ABSORBING and SELF-REFERENTIAL. 

YOU COULD EVEN SAY THAT CONSCIOUSNESS SPLITS ITSELF IN HALF WHENEVER YOU MASTURBATE, WITH ONE HALF OF IT ACTING AS THE DIRECTOR OF THE MENTAL PORNOGRAPHY WHILE THE OTHER HALF OF YOUR CONSCIOUSNESS WATCHES THE FILM SIMULTANEOUSLY.

 
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Progression and migration of ‘bodies’ to the Virtual.

I came across this picture today. (The first 2. I’ve attached the 3rd).

While I am in no position to judge, my first thought is that the Real Aesthetic crew does look much more “Real”, “Authentic”, “Grounded”, and “Solid” than the Fake Natty Crew, which looks and feel more like the stuff of the internet and the virtual. 

Consider the fact that the bodybuilders in the second picture literally made up their names, sculpted their personalities, proclaimed their statuses, and perhaps even attaining gears and training methods through the internet, but in contrast, the Real Aesthetic crew had to deal with mostly real life stuff… 

I’ve also talked to people who’ve met these guys, and the first thing they always say is how they don’t look as big in “real life”, which points to the notion that camera angles, lightings, and etc are all part of the self manipulation these guys undergo to present themselves as ‘images’, which leads to, ‘egos’ that are much bigger than what they actually are. 

If the technological singularity theory is correct, that we can immerse with machines and fully enter virtual reality that looks and feels so real that it is indistinguishable from reality in the coming decades, we will be dealing with “bodybuilders” who are completely virtual.

I see 2 categories of virtual bodybuilders in the future

1. People who don’t actually lift in “reality” using their hands but pumps iron with their minds to build up avatars (or perhaps their own bodies) that get bigger and more aesthetic with time and effort. This it not completely cheating in my book, for knowing how to visualize effectively and train with the right mentality is half of the game even in real life athletics. 

As Winston Churchill predicted, “”The empires of the future are the empires of the mind.” 

2. People who simply choose avatars that resemble bodybuilders. 

On top of that you have people who actually lift with their flesh and bone bodies. And if you consider the fact that all 3 categories can be mixed up to present the final image of who you want to be, things can get much trickier and complex than today’s “half natties”.

ps. I still think Ogus is natty.

 
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Meditation and working out:

anyone tried meditating before exercise/gym sessions? I find it extremely helpful. Contrary to what most people believe, that meditating before working out can make you too laid back, relaxed, and perhaps even drowsy, the opposite is true. 

Personally, I do feel very calm after meditating but I also feel extremely psyched up in a soft as hard/hard as soft kind of way…

It’s not the same kind of jittery energy that stimulants or pre workout drinks give you. But when I lift, I feel that my mind can focus more and converge into a fine point like a laser, extracting all the extra strength and power and inserting it directly and intensively into the targeted muscle groups, maximizing dat mind-body connection (or stay alert in the present moment during cardio and not feel bored or tired).

The best analogy I can give is a inverted penis – a super masculine device disguised its opposite. The further back it recedes, the more elastic and powerful it becomes when you release it.

share your experience on this, if you have any. If not, I highly recommend giving it a shot.

 
I body build in order to make sure that my body is still there. Here’s what I mean:

The body, when it is healthy, is transparent (and taken for granted).

The body becomes ‘visible’ only through discord – when it malfunctions. It is only when something goes wrong with it that we begin to notice the body’s presence as an alien being, rather than an invisible background for our activities. 

We can think about the body in analogy to an instrument or a tool. Take a pen for example. When we are using a pen to write something, we do not notice it at all. It is unremarkable, opaque, a means to an end. We are only focusing on the end – (the writing) while the means (the pen) seems uninteresting and is demoted to the background as if it doesn’t exist, and that the pen and the body is one continuous field of entity. 

However, it is only when the pen breaks down or fails to write that it suddenly appears in my center of attention as an object independent of my body. Instead of an extension of my body as an end to accomplish my goals, it becomes a stubborn saboteur object of alienation and estrangement.

One way to make your body visible to your subjective experience without illness or malfunctions is through exercise. I think athletes are more likely to feel the presence of their bodies because each time they pound it, it solidifies and emerges from transparency momentarily. It’s almost a subconscious wish to pull your body into the present due to a fear of losing it to oblivion…a will to NOT take it for granted.

 
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This was just in from the telegram of my subconscious. But it wasn’t a dream. whatever, here we go: 

I AM LIVING IN AN ALTERNATE REALITY WHERE ‘BODYBUILDING’ DOES NOT INVOLVE PICKING UP AND PUTTING DOWN HEAVY SHIT. 

INSTEAD…

I saw Jeff Seid taking a bath in China’s yellow river. I was like damn that’s a hot body to model after! So I hid behind the bushes and shot him down with an arrow laced in anesthesia. 

I dragged his body home, and sliced each one of his muscle groups off of his body piece by piece with plastic utensils and placed them neatly on a table and labeled each of them with a marker and index cards. 

He woke up screaming during the middle of the ‘operation’ but no fucks was given. No felts were handed out. 

After he was all bones and organs, I started cutting my own, smaller and less defined muscles off as well and placed them right next to Jeff’s parts. 

I took out my laser pen and started crafting and sculpting my muscles using Jeff’s as a reference model to make them match perfectly. As the last touch, I bleached them a little and oiled them up to make sure every piece of flesh resembled the shiny white armor of China’s medieval prince. Then I sew back all the parts back onto my body and went out for a walk.

All of a sudden I felt invincible. It felt like doing all the lines of coke that Zyzz ever did in his life. I ran around, posed topless, and shouted on the top of my lung; “I AM AN ARTIST! THE BODY IS MY CANVAS!”.

A few days later, I started coming down.

It felt like the combination of every single ecstasy come downs that Zyzz had ever experienced in his life. I was empty and hollowed up inside. I couldn’t draw, paint, read, play the violin, or edit videos. I couldn’t speak either. When I tried to make a philosophical respond to Elliott Hulse’s latest video, the only thing that came out of my mouth was my tongue…

what dis mean!? why can’t I stop having thoughts about Jeff???

 
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Last night a 300 pound bodybuilder couldn’t fall asleep because of a mosquito that buzzed restlessly around his ear all night. It is mind-blowing how this seemingly insignificant creature can cause a much bigger and stronger man to break down and malfunction. 

Approximately 3 miles from where the bodybuilder lived, a man turned down a 9/10 woman for sex due to a speck of pepper that was stuck in between her front teeth.

The two events occurred simultaneously and can be said to be analogous to each other, where both the girl’s entire grace and beauty, and the bodybuilder’s strength and prowess were single-handily and crushed by a single insignificant spectacle.

 
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Q: Fronk, whats with the chills when i listen to music?

A: Goosebumps (piloerection) is the result of the activation of minute muscles that surround hair follicles distributed through out the body. It is one action of the flight and fight response (sympathetic autonomic nervous system). Primates piloerect to expand their size (with hair standing on end it makes them look bigger) in order to threaten their enemies.

In humans, piloerection shifted its use. When we feel like we are expended beyond our skin (when we listen to good music, or watching a touching scene from a movie), we get goosebumps. This happens during activities that we feel as if we are physically and spiritually connected to other group members, as our sense of self is expanding beyond our physical boundaries to fold into a collective. Hope this helps.