Human

It never was anxiety, it was, unquestionably, restlessness.

I have faced death, loss, violence, sadness, despair, drama and obsoletion.

Looking back, I can identify a common definition of anxiety but, giving it a second look, I can now see and translate those events in a deeper view of the moment: I never stopped.

Never got stranded, ever got immobilised in more than a fraction, a protective synapse, and this changes everything! It’s not anxiety. Anxiety incapacitates, and I never felt stronger than during the event (obviously sensing the adrenal/hormonal decay immediately after) but I always fell into a mature acknowledgement of my own personal strengths and weaknesses.

I’m not an alien, I just have built the tools to look at things in spacetime differently.

March 2, 2021

We have to enjoy a full time occupation. We have to start with being human.

January 1, 2021

I am a “pair” of myself : as an artist I thrive on the intertwined vision of critique and constructive timeless denial. As a scientist I analyse methodologically the outcome of that position as a constant experiment on life itself.

But, as a human I am responsible to prosper and evolve. I have embedded my practice with the notion of procedural systems and of interacting bodies of decision and self awareness. As an author I consume those results with the liquid proposition that everything real is a construction of a historical chronological reality, binary and segregatory by nature.

As an amateur, I proclaim my main interest as relying on the biological rehabilitation of the border between heritage and ethnography + anthropology through the stopping motion of awareness. This is not done though any other living organism than ourselves but includes everything around us.

As a bohemian researcher I keep exploring the dependant states of humans beholding culture, self construction, in which we witness simple things as a collective become a unit and act within compulsory social replicancy, promoting the lack of will, opinion, critique all as a motive to decelerate evolution itself – Darwinistically opposed to regressive behaviours I aim at providing the tools to purge our own self from the anthropogenic reality in which we are supposed to embody human evolution. We can only change what happens to us when we acknowledge what happens around us.

June 16, 2020

Plain, ignorant, intelectual, absent, religious, vain, followers, destructive, … All of them need to be judged, not morally as would be expected, but rationally : given an insight on themselves. Self centered, ego centric and dedicated to awareness as their own insight on how disturbing this words can be when we invert their applicability.

We are used to the words “think of/for the next…” but these are not fair words anymore as they keep denying the current evolutionary status of human kind : a new collective made of individuals.

We are no more a mob of mobs, identifiable either by race, color or creed. We are present as is the time we can identify as living in, unrepeatable, peculiar, singular – one of a kind. Why do we keep trying to compare ourselves to others and become an identifiable mass again and again? Even forcing others to become a part of our mass?!

I’m not proposing eremitage, absence or even reclusion, I’m just stating the obvious and condoning all those acts of togetherness, without a specific and clear egotistic goal as the motivation to those same actions. We simply cannot deal with ourselves in the first place and try to influence others in our insecure way of being.

People are not able to be alone anymore because that means being alone with themselves and this is the only theological conundrum to discuss, not the prevailing groups.

People lie. First to themselves, then to all who choose to hear them, therefore the problem isn’t the result of the lie but the behaviour prior to the event. I don’t believe in prevention, I believe in culture and education, social training ( if you can cope with the definition ) then if one can be truthful to himself he will not promote any type of lie to others.

In a perfect world I would be just another human, a egossencial and simple one.

January 3, 2020

October 27, 2019

May 18, 2019

Eu vivo o crime do desassossego e a inquietude é a prova deste corpus. A culpa deste ser anormal tem o ónus na razão de estar vivo, muito pela forma como encaro o que vejo desde o valor que me assalta. Ver é a arma que impacta quem ouve o meu estado imediato, mas letal é a onda ressonante que contamina desde o momento em que se sabe que não foi só esse o assalto.

Interessa para mim o contexto que me rodeia, não só porque me movo nesse compêndio de certezas desde a insegurança de pensar, mas também como acrescento a presença e a imagem de mim à nossa história humana. Estou claro marcado como uns dos que merecem ser procurados e poucos sabem o que ando a preparar.

May 3, 2019

Da vontade de retirar o gozo dos processos humanos de negociação só posso afirmar que : quem não sabe o que são, está correto, quem precisa deles, está patologicamente inclinado para a solidão e quem os usa consciente da sua inaptidão precisa de traduzir-se em micro interações de afetos para ser entendido.

. MONSTRUKTOR

January 31, 2019

Na sobreposição emocional de mapas pessoais, conjugamos gentilmente a pesada derrota da desilusão. Já não há desilusão na derrota, só esta etapa incontestável do processo de existir. Interesse e expetativa, são duas das escalas de serviço que condicionam o propósito de gerir essas diferenças de abordagem, e já na previsível contagem decrescente da separação, não há outro ritmo entre humanos além do que os próprios pensam estar a criar de novo, mas que estão somente a revisitar, vezes e vezes sem conta. Desde a democracia, a política, a ética e até às bases de filosofia e sociologia, é necessário desconstruir o presente moderno para visitar esse novo, necessário e auspicioso modo de estar. É preciso em mim, desde o passado presente perfeitamente esgotado, abordar as memórias futuras do valor instalado e brotar dos períodos de crise as oportunidades de evoluir, simplesmente, a humanidade.

the MONSTRUKTOR

December 10, 2018

Na sobreposição emocional de mapas pessoais, conjugamos gentilmente a pesada derrota da desilusão. Já não há desilusão na derrota, só esta etapa incontestável do processo de existir. Interesse e expetativa, são duas das escalas de serviço que condicionam o propósito de gerir essas diferenças de abordagem, e já na previsível contagem decrescente da separação, não há outro ritmo entre humanos além do que os próprios pensam estar a criar de novo, mas que estão somente a revisitar, vezes e vezes sem conta. Desde a democracia, a política, a ética e até às bases de filosofia e sociologia, é necessário desconstruir o presente moderno para visitar esse novo, necessário e auspicioso modo de estar. É preciso em mim, desde o passado presente perfeitamente esgotado, abordar as memórias futuras do valor instalado e brotar dos períodos de crise as oportunidades de evoluir, simplesmente, a humanidade.

the MONSTRUKTOR

December 10, 2018

Acordar a doer é a prática de quem merece. Simplesmente acordar é em teoria o que todos atingem. Sem acordar não passamos de espectros. Acordar e sentir esse estado de ser, humano, ou não, depende da vontade de não doer.

the MONSTRUKTOR

December 5, 2018

Acordar a doer é a prática de quem merece. Simplesmente acordar é em teoria o que todos atingem. Sem acordar não passamos de espectros. Acordar e sentir esse estado de ser, humano, ou não, depende da vontade de não doer.

the MONSTRUKTOR

December 5, 2018

Olé to the history of a urban, self destructive society that forgets the primitive biological element of reason. I would listen to you for hours, if only this present we both live in, was not so much damaged and therefore inflicted so much distortion our reasonable and simple minds. Don’t over complexify things but instead enter the realm of simplicity, of simple humans.

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November 11, 2018

Olé to the history of a urban, self destructive society that forgets the primitive biological element of reason. I would listen to you for hours, if only this present we both live in, was not so much damaged and therefore inflicted so much distortion our reasonable and simple minds. Don’t over complexify things but instead enter the realm of simplicity, of simple humans.

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November 11, 2018

It’s a fading conundrum, a fate of disbelief and of lack of continuity. It is made of disappointment and disaster, a specialized rotten faith of invisible sights, bigger spectrums of lost shades.

Small, dull, insignificant personas, insecure. I wish I was lighter and everything like to be them.

So many tricks to be equal, desires to stumble on myself, reborn. If only I was human. Smelling nice and scenting nothing in fear.

Believing in no thing to say, about them or us…

Arise from the track, still sparkling and chirping from the last locomotive in a melancholy of corrosion and lust made of sad ambitions.

This is a measure of demise, and empathy… I am able to cope it in such a manner I keep myself understandably absent.

Still empty of nothing but the fullness of myself.

November 24, 2017

Your truth is a lie you tell humanity until the day you don’t need it anymore. In that extinguishing moment, regret takes the place of gravity and the ascension to eternity its just a mere weight of loss. I am weightless.

the MONSTRUKTOR

September 10, 2017

No meu dia, ai de quem não chorar de alegria.

the MONSTRUKTOR

January 14, 2017

No meu dia, ai de quem não chorar de alegria.

the MONSTRUKTOR

January 14, 2017

Contemplation, desecrating normality. The benign stroke of the harsh death of the decaying opposing thumbs, ascending as the sub species that decided to currently be loving in human forum. Loving.

the MONSTRUKTOR

August 4, 2016

The harmless lion.
The kill free ruler.
The epitome of instinct and natural grandiloquence.
The disdain of the fray.
The lonely king of multitudes.
The animal among animals.
The human form of truth.
The simple fact of perseverance.
The sagacity of insight.
The glazed enligh of the infinite seer.
The search of me.

the MONSTRUKTOR

June 15, 2016

I cannot be seen for what I am not. I must be clear about the difference. I have to take the side of the speculative about placing myself human.

the MONSTRUKTOR

March 11, 2016

When I deny an evident fault, misconduct, prejudice of any kind, sectarian or not, I am schisming myself into the opposite side of the affirmative spectrum.

the MONSTRUKTOR

January 21, 2016

I feel the bullet inside every time my life intersects other’s.

the MONSTRUKTOR

February 1, 2015