I think i should write somthign about 1984. ok, lao po, here i m, reading this. acutally finished reading it.
it freaks me out, esp the part in room 101. and it is so freagging sad. that human can infact lost all his humanity but yet surviviing, with merely a shell, but no soul. but wat is a soul anyway, consciousness or unconciousness.wat is life, waht is human anyway. it is scary coz even we are not living in a dictatorship, we are infact not living in democracy anyway. when machines get more like human and human gets more like machine.we never know whether we are being watched. celebrity is being watched all the time, so 1894 is like a life of britney spears, telescreen everywhere, putting up play even in her bathroom. we are so exposed by information nowadays, our data is all online, my credit card number, my secrets, my blog, my photo, it is so exposed.
and the truth tath 1984 talked about, a truth that only exsist in human mind, but infact there is not truth. i kinda coincide with wat i always think. the reality is so unreal, and i m always against the reality, i only live in my own reality. I live in my own little drama, taht i wrote the script and live it out, i made it as dramatic as i want to, and sometime i omit certain scene, as if it does not happen. and that is exactly wat they mean by doublethink. i erase my memory when i need to, then forget the process of erasing my memory all together, coz watever in the past doesn matter anymore coz it is the past, and if i alter it, no one gonna protest against it. and then, some of my truth become untruth. some of my memory is erased liek the whirl of the memory hole. this is happenign in my own mind. the only reality that exist, is my reality.
and i remember the book say" the universe, the stars, dinosuar, history, geology, biology exist coz man exist, the earth is as old as human." and you know wat, we cant quite argue against it. for record say the earth exist million of years, but before human ever make the record, there is no earth, there is no million of years, there is nothing. it is so horrible that the horrible world that it descirbed resemble so much of our world.
the book describe a world taht is so dark, the torture, when humanity is reduce to physical threat, that we can give in everything for pain, for fear. it is the fear that fill up the book. the fear of the whole era, the fear of our own time. and there is always a war between oceania and eurasia.....and there is always bio-weapon in Iraq, and there is the war with Iraq, because the big brother say so.