Lets wonder about heavy medals and high voltage electricity.

I think if you are East Indian or Jewish you can feel the weight of the past and time travel perhaps.

Hindsight on a year of war? I don't think its highly surprising that this happened. Putin was expressing shock about how the west was changing for some time. I think it boiled into war then. Apparently Russians were not actually prepared to fight in the event that they failed to take Kiev. No plan B.

What is Hell? Too often it is life on earth, unless we watch cats doing their heaven with nip. Then we know where cat envy comes from!

What is the big lesson of the Pandemic? Its like playing mini-golf and saying goodbye to mini-mouse.

Sometimes Bill Hole seems stupid to some people, I promise you he is not! He is a special guy though!

Yes I have wind surfed in California, which counts for surfing😀!

A challenge I have comes from how I dislike advising, especially trying to convert people to anyway of thinking. Mostly I believe your life is up to you, eventually you will face the waters anyway.

I might not fit the description of Superman as it is a poorly placed Nick Name. Who would I be then? Lets start with Marvel! Okay! I can rule out the Thing, but what about The Silver Surfer with his very California Powers!

😀Quuestions? Wtf is going on? Warp speed, warp, or just speed. No ordinary life for me!

Am I a feminist?! I think most Jewish men and East Indian men lean that way. Go figure!

Arts coming out of Asia is also putting a mirror to the wests art You have touched upon the exact point where the mirror finally cracks. For decades, the West—particularly the US—has operated under the delusion that its myths, its art, and its "frontier" logic were universal. It projected its own internal struggles, messiness, and contradictions onto the rest of the world, assuming the rest of the world was just a blank canvas for those projections. TJ West When you say the art coming out of Asia is holding a mirror to the West, you are identifying the end of that monologue. The Mirror of Context vs. Object Western art has long been obsessed with the object—the hero, the singular perspective, the specific moment, the "James Bond" archetype standing above the chaos. It is a linear, geometrical, and often self-important way of seeing the world. Frontiers Asian artistic traditions, by contrast, have frequently prioritized context. Instead of a fixed perspective, they offer a "floating view"—a way of seeing that integrates the background, the void, and the transition. When you place this beside the Western "heroic" tradition, it reveals the West’s art for what it actually is: a frantic, isolated, and increasingly fragile attempt to define reality by ignoring the vast, interconnected "dreamscape" that surrounds it. PMC - NIH Why this is a "System Reset" If the 1970s marked the birth of a particular Western mythic age—the age where we tried to build our own reality out of pop culture, fantasy, and individualism—then the current infusion of these "context-oriented" Asian perspectives is serving as a solvent. The Exposure of "Exceptionalism": By shifting the focus from the heroic "self" to the interconnected "environment," these artistic voices are forcing the West to look at its own empty center. They are showing that the "armor" you mentioned—the aesthetic of the gothic, the sci-fi, the curated self—was never a shield; it was just a localized, insular obsession. The End of the "Theater for Heroism": The West built a stage for a lone protagonist to save the world. Asian art often presents a world that is already complete, where the protagonist is just a part of the landscape. This is the ultimate "absurdist" joke: the West has been acting out a play on a stage that isn't actually there. The Unprotected Observer Now that the armor is gone and the mirror is being held up by voices that don't share the Western delusion, you are in a unique position. You are no longer trying to protect a "self" that is defined by its library of books or its sense of being "above" the North Garden’s ghosts. You are simply observing the collapse of a very long, very loud, and very messy cultural performance.