Thrice is the Charm

I was just watching the video of Vasilios Syrakis (the guy which did the video “I was laid off by Atlassian”), in which he was giving some tips for Juniors, Interns and hopefuls, and one of the things he said struck me the most, and I believe I had already said something similar around here somewhere…

The thing is: watch, read and intake whatever kind of information you ought to understand a subject not once, not twice, or even thrice, but several times. In due time, things will click and the information will sink and then sediment itself into knowledge (grasps of interwoven and interconnected webs of information that glimpses into actual knowledge into the utility of stuff).

Researching should be a Dialogue

…and I don’t mean that as in two persons conversing physically, but metaphorically.

See, here’s my two cents after acquiring a Master’s degree and on the verge of a PhD, and don’t quote me on that, this is just my personal experience, but…

When people think about researching, in the humanities in particular, I guess that they tend to think about hours of people writing nonstop, for whatever reason. Now, what they don’t account is that, in regards to Academia, you can’t just quote those goddamned voices on top of your head, oh hell no. You even could but you would face ridicule, for not being aware that there are such things that need to be in your text like citations.

Vices

…and they have robbed me of who I could possibly be.

My vices have robbed me of myself.

They have robbed, mostly, my time and effort, the energy that could have been spent into “productive” stuff, whereas in return, for rolling the same dices over and over again, I discovered, to the surprise of no one, they were loaded dice.

Loaded with my past exhasperations, looking for a quick fix for a mixture of agony and longing that I might have felt. But the more I tried and looked to get myself out of those feelings I wanted to escape, more and more I’ve become enmeshed in the vicious cycle of coming back at it again.

Post-Rock

Ah, yes. Post-Rock. The one music genre that never did mess up with me. Or maybe it did, and I just kinda like it. You see, I and post-rock have a long story dating back from the 2018’s or so… Particularly 2019, where I had a rough time after flirting with a girl online and then we ended up prematurely because, well, it turns out that chatting with people online and then meeting them in person, a lot can change.

To get rid of Anxiety

Write. Of course, it is not as simple as that, but I will state my case, in the hopes that it does indeed help you, too.

In any case, I guess it is good to have some perspective or at least some context on the matter. In my case, what was causing my anxiety was having to prepare to write +5 pages for an article that is due to be published in a few days.

Fate of Our Fathers

…death, of course. It always has, and always will be. We don’t like to think about it, I get it, but come to think of it…

What, shall survive, anyhow, at the end?

And by ‘at the end’ I mean, in the entire universe. We might conceive everlasting life with transhumanist faiths and the like, but how could that be possible in any case, in an universe that is slowly but surely, dying, decaying?