"We wanted to go back to our origins, to the experience of [being exiled]… Those were times when we would sit around a campfire, singing songs and passing around a guitar.
Tinariwen was born in that movement, in that atmosphere, so what you hear on ‘Tassili’ is the feeling of ishumar."
The internet may sometimes feel empty ─ Or rather like it's supposed to be much richer in content.
Notice `richer` and not `bigger` or loaded heavier... quantity there is on the internet, that's often obvious. Decades of videos to watch and so many books they could fill several seas. So many thoughts, so many pages, so many things to find. And yet sometimes I just get internet-bored. Like I don't know where to look. Or maybe that I'm looking for something else.
I think this is also a matter of freedom of expression and the free flow of individual thought, but for what? We've got mountains of ego-driven garbage. The curse of corporate has brought us things like tiktok and twitch, unnervingly shallow, bundled with censorship, degeneracy, and a deeply reaching sense of worthlessness.
It seems some of these people are clones, or barely there, at any rate apparently void of this inner warmth that some call soulful or spiritual ─ which is the inner magic that writes worlds and books, which takes you into fiercely deep dreams and has you drift away in passionate fantasies.
This strain of beings, it seems they have lost passion, purpose, inner depth, character and authenticity... and not just that, but independent thought as well. And thus is the blight of our modern western world, a quiet crisis which only those that feel it can evade and perhaps find remedy to. I wish I didn't have to fight to feel this hidden inner flame again, as I seem to have the core of an Artist, burning hot with it and the dreamful inspiration it brings, like a flow state, is wonderful. So, too much materialism. But also too much pointlessness, among many other things which contribute to some sort of a reduced condition.
Personally I sometimes rekindle that hard-to-describe flame every so often with "deeper" books, maybe videos, making the UI darker and red, and especially, listening to good music...
Decent music should make you feel something. Good music should take you with it on a dreamy adventure, or help you imagine something, and have like a character of its own which you can feel and connect to. As for great music, the kind I keep to myself... I think it's the kind of music that makes you feel your soul, and touches you to the core.
This is probably about a flow state, or divine inspiration or the several muses or what have you. Maybe it really just is all about my current condition, that I have to fight every late night in the 25th hour to reconnect with this something again. To enjoy things, and feel as if I'm drifting through the internet, not just chafing its teats trying hard to milk it of any dopamine-inducing content.
I've always felt like an outsider to a nonsensical society, I guess I just wasn't meant to conform to it. But if the internet now feels empty, supposedly a haven of all sorts of content, then either it's because although I basically live on here I still don't really know how to get to that good and soulful content ─ or, it's the people themselves that are empty, or too strange for the strangeness that I am. What is the root, most fitting term to describe this? What's the source of this lonely Weltschmerz? Well, maybe it's just me after all. Today Just listen, go down a rabbit-hole of soulfulness, be it soulful music, Art or fantasy visualisation dream meditation and ask yourself, what really is `soulful`? You know what soulless is, then what is the reach-up? The apogy of soulful? You can feel this. After all, this is what Artists used to chase after, and some still do. You may plunge into a rabbithole of strange soul-stirring albums of strange styles and far lands, voyaging through all sorts of music genres. The fight against the soullessness starts within... obviously... The closest "battlefield" for the "cause" of purpose and magic, the next things to get hands into and work to craft an artpiece within... As the highest form of Art is existence...