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Excerpt from "Life of David Gale (2003)"

Fantasies have to be unrealistic...

because the moment... the second...
that you get what you seek...

you don't...
you can't want it anymore.

In order to continue to exist...

desire must have its objects
perpetually absent.

It's not the "it" that you want.
It's the fantasy of"it."

This is what Pascal means when he says
that we are only truly happy...

when daydreaming
about future happiness.

- Or why we say...

the hunt is sweeter
than the kill.

Or be careful what you wish for,
not because you'll get it...

but because you're doomed
not to want it once you do.

So the lesson of Lacan is,
living by your wants
will never make you happy.

What it means to be fully human is
to strive to live by ideas and ideals...

and not to measure your life
by what you've attained
in terms of your desires...

but those small moments
of integrity, compassion...

rationality, even self-sacrifice.

Because in the end, the only way
that we can measure the


Why is there a compulsion to write? Why the need to put down thoughts in some retrievable form? Why the difficulty to recollect some thoughts which made sense only a few days ago?

These are the questions I ask myself when I re-opened my blog editor today. Thinking out loud, literally, I believe this stems from the fact, that I have been letting myself or my mind to free-roam. I might be doing a perfectly normal or mundane task, but on a different tangent of thought with no relation to the task at hand.

Problem with concentration? Well, maybe.

But I have got so used to this method of operation, that when I actually sit down to apply my mind on some task, I find it exruciatingly difficult.

For example, I was given a task of solving a technical problem a few weeks ago. And I sat down to get it out of the way. But no matter how long I tried and how hard I looked for the answer, I couldn't pinpoint the fault. After a long day of trying out all possibilities, I had almost given up. I le…