Feb 14, 2007 4
Alchemy
I have been thinking a lot about processes since my last entry, and today the word “alchemy” came to mind. Alchemy, as in the esoteric/chemical experiments throughout the Centuries, with most importance during the birth and growth of modern science. And alchemy, as in the more spiritual sense, is about a transformation of emotions and moods. A transformation from anger to forgiveness, or from impatience to focus.
The last years, I have been unable to properly deal with my father’s death in 2003. He died of throat cancer, and I felt very guilty about not being there when he died; instead prioritizing to be at work that night, do my duty towards my boss, be available to him. My father’s death led to a personally strong depression of mine which culminated during my months in Oslo in 05/06. I was filled with apathy and passivity – more so than usual – and I went deeper and deeper into a living hell of constant doubt and a weird, weird form of perfectionism that led to months of no real work being done.
The funny thing is that it was during this period that I discovered videoblogging, and it is despite the depression that I managed to muster the passion and energy for the field as I sometimes have expressed.
Since I moved to Denmark, I have spent a lot of energy on different processes that all, somewhat, led to a lifting of the spirit. Already while in Oslo, I had managed to get rid of my compulsive gambling addiction (it was BAD), and during the last months I have learned to – among other things – get rid of my fear of the dentist. Last friday was the date of my biggest (and most expensive) dental operation, and even though it left me sick for the weekend, I now feel a renewed energy. I guess that also comes through my recent postings here on DLTQ.
I am still working on the alchemy of my own soul. I have a hard time turning the cheaper metals of the soul – anger, frustration, disappointment, even hatred to a certain point – into something that can lead to something. To learn to forgive, including forgiving myself, without reverting to expressing that everything is ok, a type of laissez-faire which is not healthy either.
I go through the different red threads of my life, and I see that a common theme is the sense of betrayal. Being betrayed by family or friends. My father leaving me when I was two, a friend suddenly wanting to go shop with its mother when it knew that I needed it for my father’s funeral, a friend lying to me about important things. I also see where I in my turn have betrayed others. Have not done what I promised to do, even with all my good intentions. Have not been there for them when they needed me. One example is a friend of mine from Serbia that really appreciates our friendship and who wants to do different things with me too, related to politics and civic society. I have not contacted him for months. Not because I don’t, deep down, care about him, but because I have been too dragged down into my own inner battles. Externally, I may have been gaming endlessly, or checking the same blogs again and again, compulsively, but inside, I have been trying to find new formulas, new ways to look at things.
This blog is turning into a different thing, and yet it stays on the route of narcissistic expressions of inner thought processes. I wish I could just make it into a weblog about the business of videoblogging in Europe, or a daily screencast show, or tracking how these new media forms are changing society, including politics. But I cannot. Not yet.
Is there a door of opportunity that I am letting close because I don’t revert to making shows, or find funds to do social experiments with videoblogs in my continent, region or country? Maybe, I do not know, but I do know that I cannot fake things. I am a very bad faker. (And yet, in some ways, I do fake a lot. I do cover my apathy a lot, trying to work around things, deadlines.)
Alchemy. Process. Introvert / Extrovert. I have decided to create a few darknets of my own. We will see what will happen with these other spaces. Arenas for discussion.
My lunch break is soon over. I will go back to the bookstore, spend more time figuring out exactly what I want to do with our religion and philosophy department. It is a new field for me, and I am beginning to enjoy learning things again. About time.
Worlds of possibility? Yes, so many of them. We know from fiction and social research what could be or is.
What do we want?


