{"id":873,"date":"2005-01-24T20:23:00","date_gmt":"2005-01-24T20:23:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/jeffreyatw.wordpress.com\/2005\/01\/24\/oh-right-i-remember-what-i-was-going-to-post-about\/"},"modified":"2005-01-24T20:23:00","modified_gmt":"2005-01-24T20:23:00","slug":"oh-right-i-remember-what-i-was-going-to-post-about","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/jeffreyatw.com\/blog\/2005\/01\/oh-right-i-remember-what-i-was-going-to-post-about\/","title":{"rendered":"Oh right, I remember what I was going to post about&#8230;"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Stuff that can&#8217;t be defined intimidates me. I don&#8217;t believe in stuff that can&#8217;t be defined.<br \/>\nThe obvious idea here is deities: gods in certain religions (Buddhism, Judaism, Islam to a degree) cannot define God &#8211; it&#8217;s said throughout the teachings of these religions that even an attempt to describe God makes God lose all meaning. While lack of proof is also a factor that turns me off from any sort of belief in a God, lack of definition is something that I often don&#8217;t like to deal with.<br \/>\nI refuse to believe in something without proof. It&#8217;s why I&#8217;m atheist, not agnostic &#8211; according to these religions, there is no way to ever define God, to describe God, to put any constraints within which God must fall &#8211; so I completely discard this notion altogether and look instead to focus on matters that can actually one day be proven. There&#8217;s no belief or disbelief here at all &#8211; it&#8217;s simply a matter of given facts.<br \/>\nSo basically, I have no faith. No hope, no fear. I don&#8217;t really have the need, nor do I want to spend any of my time, thinking about what I&#8217;d like to have happen. Don&#8217;t worry, be happy, whatever will be will be, etc.<br \/>\nBut what I really wanted to talk about was stuff like the arts &#8211; art itself can be defined as anything that does not directly affect two of life&#8217;s goals: survival and reproduction (Outlook stolen from Scott McCloud&#8217;s works). But then when we get into subcategories, like music, visual art, and poetry, that&#8217;s where my insecurity about where lines should be drawn sets in. I read, I think in some high school English class&#8217;s poetry segment&#8217;s reader, that poetry &#8220;is.&#8221; That&#8217;s the definition. Poetry IS. So basically, anything you write down on a piece of paper can be poetry. Visual art is anything you can see. Music is anything you can hear.<br \/>\nMy thoughts on this matter are regressive &#8211; removing the boundaries on what poetry, visual art, or music can be is very unappealing and almost offensive to me. I&#8217;ve actually (intentionally) angered people with my thoughts on this with my <a href=\"http:\/\/www.jeffreyatw.com\/finalproject.html\">Porter Core Final Project<\/a> from a year ago. Looking back it <i>is<\/i> a weakness on my part, but something I want to have &#8211; the need to have social and historical standards determine what really is poetry, visual art, or music, and what is just&#8230; I dunno, wasted time. &#8220;Crap&#8221; art.<br \/>\nThere can always be half-assed explanations behind the sort of art that I find crappy, though. And to me, what&#8217;s most interesting of all is how viewers reply to these explanations. Really esoteric critics could even be swayed by such a nonchalant explanation such as &#8220;I dunno, I wrote the word &#8216;and&#8217; on a piece of paper and I thought it was pretty deep.&#8221; Anyone ever seen that episode of Doug where Porkchop steps in paint and walks all over Doug&#8217;s canvas and then Doug&#8217;s hailed as a prodigy (and can&#8217;t even finish his works that follow because people misinterpret them before they&#8217;re even done)? That&#8217;s the sort of people I&#8217;m talking about. Even though people can bullshit a description about this sort of stuff, IN ALL SERIOUSNESS THE WORK CANNOT BE EXPLAINED. And I fucking hate that!<br \/>\nBut that&#8217;s really how most progress is. Someone&#8217;s always trying to one-up someone else. Someone realizes, hey, poems don&#8217;t have to rhyme. Someone else says, hey, poems don&#8217;t have to be comprised of verses. Someone else says, nor do they real words! Nor do they even have to have any words at all! And on and on! And I reiterate &#8211; my belief that this sort of stuff is wrong is REGRESSIVE. I simply don&#8217;t appreciate nu-nouveau-new-neo-futurist-modernism, because it&#8217;s ahead of my time. And it&#8217;ll only &#8220;progress&#8221; further. If you don&#8217;t feel it now, chances are you will when you&#8217;re older, when people intentionally listen to things that cause severe, irreversible damage to their eardrums on a daily basis, or people claim an already-made structure or lot of land and label it visual art, or take some old school paper and label it a poem and be done with it&#8230;<br \/>\n&#8230;oh wait, people are ALREADY DOING THIS&#8230; man, I&#8217;m getting too old.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Stuff that can&#8217;t be defined intimidates me. I don&#8217;t believe in stuff that can&#8217;t be defined. The obvious idea here is deities: gods in certain religions (Buddhism, Judaism, Islam to a degree) cannot define God &#8211; it&#8217;s said throughout the teachings of these religions that even an attempt to describe God makes God lose all&hellip; <a class=\"more-link\" href=\"https:\/\/jeffreyatw.com\/blog\/2005\/01\/oh-right-i-remember-what-i-was-going-to-post-about\/\">Continue reading <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">Oh right, I remember what I was going to post about&#8230;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[2],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-873","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-blog","entry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/jeffreyatw.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/873","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/jeffreyatw.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/jeffreyatw.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jeffreyatw.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jeffreyatw.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=873"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/jeffreyatw.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/873\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/jeffreyatw.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=873"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jeffreyatw.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=873"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/jeffreyatw.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=873"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}