Backpacking Addict: Laos
Oops I forgot to post this!
News: Blazing a fiery trail through the Martian atmosphere, NASA’s Opportunity rover landed safely at 9:05 p.m. Saturday, rolling to a stop in Meridiani Planum a few minutes later to score a clean sweep for the agency’s twin missions to the Red Planet.
I did this in Laos four years ago. I spent a lot of nights sitting around reading and drawing. We had been talking about space, and how it was ultimately vaster than we could comprehend and whether black holes really existed and what it would feel if we ever got sucked into one.
We tried to name all the planets and came up with eight between the three of us. Luckily the owner of the guest house came in, and we asked him and his friends.
It took a while to explain what we were asking, and how to match the planets in Laotian to English. Eventually we worked out the one we didn’t have was Nac-u and proved once again the stupidity of foreigners to our hosts as none of them had problems naming all nine off the top of their heads.
This was my rendition of space and the black hole. Since I had no idea what any of it should look like so I added parts as I went along.
Everyone thought it was truly disturbingly ugly and that it was better that I didn’t subject them to pretending they liked my sketches ever again. Someone even added a face to it coz he said it looked like a morphed deformed human being.
But I always had a lot of affection for this blob, coz it was all about how expansive the universe was.
Although no one would, you can click to enlarge
Yan Sham-Shackleton Online 
Fuck I like it. But then maybe you’d know that I like it so it needn’t be said but I can’t be stuffed pressing del.
I am certainly no astrophysisist, but I heard that black holes are colapsed stars, so actually solid matter at the centre so fucking dense that their gravity pulls even light in. There’s something called a singularity at some point in the blackhole, aparently thi singularity is where the laws of physics apparently cease to exist. I am of course remembering this from a time when I was really stoned watching some documentary on Stephen Hawkings, so it’s can’t be too spot on.
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I was really stoned when I drew it. So maybe that’s why you like it because we were on the same wave length when we both considered the deepness and heavyness and solidness of black holes.
I died laughing when I read of all the people the only one who could apreciate it was you.
Stoner (well Ex for me) UNITE with bad art and consideration of the universe.
Bugger business center closing.
Talk to you later. \
yan
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Once a stoner, always a stoner. I no longer get stoned, but still appreciate things that I did when I was.
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I think there is a lot of truth in that. In fact I was considering how certain ways of seeing things that I take for granted, still view the world is completely morphed by certain decisions like smoking a lot of pot. I can’t really click back into not musing, and not understanding how there is only one uniform of way of seeing the world as well as just mainly knowing everything has to do with perception. Or being chilled out, or that most things mean zilch, that we are tiny particles running around. That ego is just a self created monster that prevents us from enjoying life and that the time we spent here really is about having a good time while we do something a little useful with ourselves, that we can actually all be nice to each other for no reasons but that we are. All those things I simply live by, and that it confuses me that others do not see it that way at all. I am not sure how they see it just that it’s very different from my way of living and relating with others.
I think it has everything to do with pot smoking and having a penchant for es and acid when I was younger.
There I said it finally on the blog.
I used to be this big hippie, raver, druggy. If I could I probably would continue to do so, but we all know the downsides of that life style thanks to draconian government public policy announcements.
I dunno. Been thinking about that a bit lately. Just how can I even discuss my life in any kind of honest way unless I actually admit this and say it pubically. Coz it has everything to do with how I see the world and my experiences.
Been hiding it in such a way that I think people can’t see. But oh, Matt you always catch me out!
Yan
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i’m a total stranger and i came by this by a series of clickings, starting off with asian actresses, passing by anita mui notes, ending here by clicking “laos” cause well. i’m laotian… i was only in laos for a single (and the very first) month of my entire life or so they tell me. as i grow up/older, the desire to “go back” gets stronger, which is no surprise, i guess. One Day. Maybe. same with everything, ps. i also enjoy the drawing/art as well as drugs… but these two stated facts could be independent.
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