Mario Breskic : Social Wall

Meine Social‑Media‑Beiträge – offen und ohne Anmeldung

  • Endlich neuer Artikel für meine Website im Entwurf. Csíkszentmihályi und Carr geben sich die Ehre.

    https://www.mariobreskic.de/notiert/4539-2/ #asca

    Source: My Twitter Account Mario Breskic

  • @TheSevenPens Just saw you doing a tablet iceberg video in a few days. That should be fun to see and compare notes to. #asca

    Source: My Twitter Account Mario Breskic

  • If you can read this, my experiment of remotely posting has worked. I plan to turn my socials into my own thing. Thanks or reading. #asca

    https://www.mariobreskic.de/notiert/4531-2/ #asca

    Source: My Twitter Account Mario Breskic

  • codeandcanvas:

    I am looking for ways to switch from having an idea to doing everything in order to fulfill the goal of the idea.

    When the idea is from others, hey man, no problem.

    But my own ideas?

    Wrote down a few lines about this in my morning pages, which are not morning pages at all, and added a footnote there, on page 94:

    “ideas travel in groups, or do they multiply by budding?”

    I wrote down two ideas, too, which are my goals:

    1. I want to draw figuratevily/create fine art
    2. I want to design computationally/programmatically
    3. I want­­­…

    For now, I think that having an idea is about as good as it gets. Spending more time in your own head, thinking about this idea without an action, an execution?

    Now that’s just failing to start.

    I have just familiarised myself with rock bottom and assured myself of it being solid ground to stand and build upon.

    Fingers crossed that writing about this is not thinking about ideas in another medium, huh?

    3. I want to be free

    Since I have managed to move out of the loop of constant destruction and rebuilding of my own work and progress (the paper bin/the trash can is your enemy, because it destroys your past: past is progress) I can now fall back to this Camp Rock Bottom, instead of being in some sort of crash about to happen.

    Let me get the major issue out of the way:

    Media consumes my creativity. Lists of names, actors (both kinds), the news–all of this consumes my creativity.

    To be blunt: to be bored is the best thing for me.

    To be entertained, the worst.

    I’ll try the following for the next few months: to treat all of this (social media) as nothing but a newsletter I sporadically update.

    Maybe I can break free from being entertained.

    Maybe I can free myself into boredom.

    Wish me luck. But first, I need to get well. Caught some bug after my latest travels. I am at least in good company: I’ve got myself a few books fitting my recent mood.

    Source: My after‑hours blog on Tumblr Code & Canvas

  • And another thing: I feel that writing for Social media accounts consumes creativity quickly.
    The effort far outweighs the benefit.

    So I think that posting once a month is sustainable.
    Like a newsletter.
    I’ll call it Mindful Social Media use for now.

    And eventually, I’ll quit altogether so that I can work in peace.
    It is not as if the people who post a lot online have the time to work, anyhow

    Source: My Mastodon Instance Mario Breskic

  • Borrowing from @weepingfoxfury, the shiny metropolis beckons me.

    I have been away from home for something around 11 weeks now, and I have just come back to a place I have built, but I am a changed man, so here are my thoughts:

    public transportation in my region (Stuttgart) is loud. The doors, the train itself, the automated audio info system telling you things. It is just so loud. I think it does not welcome you using it.

    I want to buy a beautiful book today, so that is what I want to go to the city for. But I have never considered what I find beautiful. I know what I think is cool, but beauty has so far eluded me.

    I would love to go to a club tonight, and just hang out. I am not a drinking man, I just am interested in making new memories there. Memories of beauty, I think. I think I want to go there alone. But maybe the book store will exhaust me because I have yet to settle on experiencing life over communicating experience as proof of life, so I will see how I feel.

    In general, I feel that my feelings matter. And I am starting to doubt that I have been looking for the right answers for myself. I also have doubts that I even had questions in the first place. There is a lot of things happening at all times, but I feel that most of these things rely on my compliance, and my attention.

    I feel that my life does not need to be in the open. Quite the opposite is healthy for me: to keep my life private, and not treat it as content for other people, not treat my thoughts as something to influence others with at all, neither looking for having my existence solved as if it is a riddle, nor wanting to change the world one single bit.

    I am just present. This blog is not my life. Who I am is not what I will post online. What I do, that I want to post.

    Are you all cool with that?

    Source: My after‑hours blog on Tumblr Code & Canvas

  • This is not a signpost.

    This is where we stopped to look,

    not back, not forward—out.

    No lesson here.

    Just release, and the outline of something

    that wanted to be seen but not captured.

    If you arrived,

    it’s because your weather matched ours

    at the time of ascent.

    You are not being invited.

    You are being recognized.

    Carry on.

    Source: My after‑hours blog on Tumblr Code & Canvas

  • Two cairns buried at the edge of speech. A meditation on silence, communication, and refusing the trap of absolutes. Ongoing terrain.

    I will set up the other cairn later this week.

    Source: My after‑hours blog on Tumblr Code & Canvas

  • “Here lies the idea that all things must speak. Let some things rest.”

    From a conversation with ChatGPT at 4:26 in the morning, waiting for a train after riding the bus for 13 hours.

    Source: My after‑hours blog on Tumblr Code & Canvas

  • Almost six months later, travelling through cloud-obscured Jesenice in Slovenia, its green hills and mountain ranges greeting my weary soul with a silent kindness. And by now, the playlist budded off into its third childer https://open.spotify.com/playlist/4wtsczpXdzYr4TlSzhSUV4 #serenity #asca https://x.com/MarioBreskic/status/1859215191218499861

    Source: My Twitter Account Mario Breskic