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Wednesday, May 14, 2008

Wee. After my first year at Pacific...

I don't remember ever being so happy.  :)

<3 God

Currently listening to:

I'm Yours by Jason Mraz

and

You've Got So Much Love in You by Rocket Summer

"One Love."

~Dayne


Friday, June 08, 2007

Memories. So yeah, I graduated High School.

Hi pinoy_interrupted! It's been 1421 (wow, that's a big number) days since you joined Xanga... won't you support us by going Premium?

Using the Microsoft Calculator...

3.89 years.

Leap year in 2004 though.

I made a xanga the summer before high school.  Summer '03 Love.

Graduated High School - May 26, 2006.

-Dayne


Tuesday, December 05, 2006

Lolz.

Everything is great, technically.

I just feel like a bottle of soda pop that's all built up and ready to go.  I wish I could overflow.

-Dayne


Thursday, January 26, 2006

 

I'm so happy and so sad at the same time...

Hi pinoy_interrupted! It's been 923 (wow, that's a big number) days since you joined Xanga... won't you support us by going Premium?

Lolz, huh.

"One Love"

-Dayne

 

 


Wednesday, May 25, 2005

So I was lying down on the table bench a while after school today, waiting for the time to get picked up by my carpool and heading out to the front.  Anyways, as I laid on my back, I looked at the trees, the different shades of color, the places where the light was blocked and where the light shone, the areas where the light shone through, and also noticed the lower branch of leaves blocking the full image of the higher branch of leaves.  So this caused me to wonder, how this vision could be poetic.  It can be seen in many ways, connecting with many themes such as one branch hiding another or the battle between light and darkness, the individual leaf on the branch to turn on its side to face a different way than the mainstream society of leaves.  Now, I’m probably looking into it a little too much, I’m sure, but this relates to poetic vision, in its subjectivity and reference to personal experience.  Based on personality and experience, people see and understand things in different ways.

And basically, this is what the whole project was trying to teach, that poetic vision is subject.  Not only that of course, but in the process of the project, the definition grows and we come to realize that poetic vision is what we have been doing this entire time:  Seeing how things are poetic.  Poetic Vision is the capability of one to be able to see the potential of seemingly meaningless or non-poetic objects and give them meaning, almost like the giving of meaning to matter in beauty and art.  PV might as well be PR, as in Poetic Vision is Personal Relevance.  With poetic vision, one can see how things may relate to people, and in this have a better comprehension of experiences of that person, and relating the connotation of the object, to self.  So a practical use of poetic vision is to understand others through similar experiences felt and described in significant objects.

So what is poetic vision to me?  I really have no idea.  It’s riding in the car at night with the radio on, seeing the night sky and feeling the cool breeze; it’s walking through the aisles of a grocery store I used to go to a lot when I was younger, but haven’t gone there for years till now; it’s going through my desk and finding things of the past, reminiscing what once was on memory lane; it’s that feeling when one is watching their little sister’s communion video and tearing up, even though that person was there at the communion and didn’t think as much of it as he did now.  Poetic Vision is the comprehension, understanding, seeing, grasps, knowledge of the feeling that once can attain through relevance in connotation of certain people and things.  It’s that time you think to yourself thoughts that hadn’t occurred before, but due to the conditions and situation and circumstances, it’s like your heart and mind are heightened to a new level of understanding the world in a point of view that brings enlightenment, even if only for a couple of seconds, to yourself and others.  Poetic Vision is like a seventh sense, with the capability to understand others through their connection and relation to things we feel a connection to as well.  Poetic Vision is the connection of ourselves to others through the ability to see how we are connected.

Something is poetic if it has the capacity to be seen as relevant and relational to one’s personal experiences and relevance, and their connection to other people due to its breadth and connotation.  Such is music that expresses feelings that for some reason we can’t say ourselves, that expresses us to some extent, creating a connection that bears upon our souls, releasing our innermost emotion and thoughts, which link us to others that feel the way we do to some extent.  If we can relate to something in its significance and in association to others through that something, then it’s highly poetic.

When a person ‘has’ PV, then it means they are able to see the potential meaning of something that doesn’t seem to matter much, seemingly meaningless.  In this ability to see, they can connect literary themes and analogies from that thing they see to people’s personal experiences, making that seemingly meaningless item, to have significance.  The ability to understand that objects can mean much more than what they are, and to connote things to other people, gives them a better connection and comprehension of the people they connect the object with.  Such is comedy an ability to take personal experiences, and make it poetic in a sense to relate to many others, in a humorous format.  People holding themselves back in fear may poetically see and relate to Marlin of Finding Nemo, or a leash holding a dog back from getting its food or attacking something, or a person in jail, or a movie with someone saying “It’s better to love and lost, than to have never loved at all.”  Through these things, they can relate and connect with it in a certain way due to their personal experience.  People that have poetic vision can spot these things and explain how it can relate to people in different ways.  This can be practical use to people like architects, who may plan some things to be a certain shape or form and structure, due to the connection they see their client will have with it, and the connotation being positive, their client will be happy.  This is like a gift from the heart; while others may not appreciate the gift due to its strangeness, an experience with someone may connote it to be meaningful and positive, therefore having personal relevance and significance.  This is the same as when people see things that make them remember people they loved and lost, as other people may not realize it (unless they have poetic vision), that these objects are meaningful and the people that use these objects of remembrance and affection treasure and cherish it.  Like the saying, “One man’s trash is another man’s treasure,” in a poetic sense, is that while something may be worth nothing to someone that doesn’t relate to it, it can be priceless to another person that had many experiences regarding or surrounding it, or something similar to ‘it.’  Another example of this are the TV shows where rich people want to buy a house or an object from a family for millions more than society deems the object is worth, but being meaningful to that person, they buy it for millions nevertheless, which if an accountant or banker knew they had something that meant a lot to someone like Donald Trump, it’d be of quite practical use.  Poetic Vision is the ability to see this, to see that people can relate to it, and it can be of great worth and implication.

The Poetic Vision is achieved through the process, the learning ability to be able to first connect things to ourselves and see their relevance, in hopes of being able to see the relevance it may mean to someone else.  It’s achieved through the force in which we must attain the ability to find the connotation of things, in relation to our own experiences.  As before we see how meaningless things can be significant to others, we must first see how it can have significance with regard to ourselves.  It’s the thinking and thought process that causes us to think about things that mean a lot to us in life.  And in this thinking of what means a lot to us, we remember certain things, maybe toys we used to play with, or a special book or picture that we adored, or a movie we watched lovingly with our parents many times, we see that poetic vision is.  It’s the relationship of ourselves and our experiences to things that seem irrelevant and without significance, and how we can connect to that.  Seeing how we can connect to that, we see how others can connect to that, and in this, we find a relationship with others through an extensive similarity of personal reference and experience. 

So what is poetic vision exactly?  It’s subjective.  It is what we want to see, what we believe we see in relation to ourselves.  It is our dreams, hopes, memories, encompassed and manifested in something that may be meaningless to others.  It is the ability to see something meaningless to us but know that it may mean a lot to others.  I have no clue what poetic vision is, but I can feel it as it relates to my own personal experiences.  It truly is the seeing and understanding of poetry, which in turn accentuates and emphasizes the illustration and portrayal of meaning in terms of connotation to a diverse variety of people.  I think I finally see the poetry.

A retrospective, not really formally with the definition, but I suppose it relates.  Looking back there’s an infinite amount of things I should’ve and wanted to become, and the things that held me back.  I’d hate to overanalyze anything, because that can suck the beauty out of it, but in the choice of words and how they composed in a mere genius of invention is very beautiful in itself, depending on how one construes it based on their personal connotation of course.  Digressing is fun and natural, and it really does get your mind moving and discovering yourself and new points of interest, even if it’s too out of the way.  Learning is experience, and God knows how much I’ve “experienced” this year, which almost ironically, but needless to say, naturally I don’t know everything I’ve experienced, but this retrospective will hopefully become a point of retrospective as well as this, and in light years of distance in time to look back and learn about myself and life even more, never more.  People can be a certain way and relate to something, but without the literary experience of that something or a book, then of course they can’t relate or connote.  But, one can see that it would be a great deal of significance to that person if they had known it, or maybe that person will know it in the near future.  Poetic vision to help others to see and learn more about themselves, to look inside and find a book, one’s own “never ending story,” and one day hopefully we’ll be satisfied, that we know enough, to cherish the time spent, to have learnt from experience, to finally see, even if just a glimpse, of ourselves and that great world around us; the people, the process, the art, the manufactured goods, the rubber chickens, they are all out there.  Whether meaningful or not, if one is to have this vision of poetry, then they must see that all of these things have the ability to be subjectively and objectively poetic.  As psychiatrists and psychoanalysts try to comprehend and interpret the human mind and behavior in reaction and relation to certain things, we, as individuals of a society must see each other, in addition to, maybe even especially, ourselves.  After this has all come to past, people will have changed not knowing it.  Whether their attitude seems the same or not, the experience of this is education, whether they display apathy or interest.  “Live and learn,” and how true that is, and in that three word quote, we skim the surface of the ‘depths’ of the water, and finally learn to swim…I mean to live.  Poetic…or not?  It’s damn poetic.  Just depends how you see it, after all, like the paper said “Poetic Vision is Subjective.”  So, in a conclusion with no closure, I ask, poetic vision, what is it to you?  To me, it’s more things than I can say or handle, a gust of wind blowing out a candle.  Connotatively, that’s negative, unless the candle was tipping over and would’ve set the house on fire, then it’s a good thing.  That would literally be poetry in motion as people see, remember, relate.  Lot’s of things I feel, too many things to say, to show in laughs and cheers, I wish I had the time, but writing this would take more than years, as poetry is feeling and that’s so much to me, an emotion of not just book- knowing, but knowing almost instinctively.  In poetry, I am anew, I just wish I could show it better.  As to not become long and dreary, digressive and weary, poetry is what we make it to be, the piecing of this together is like the skimming on the surface of the sea, and to look inside and dive in deeper, as if on a mission, as this vision is but the connection of something tangent to something abstract, a fission.

 



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