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the LOST contingent.

if you take a few steps back, a television show might at first appear as a fairly passive informational tool, filled with buoyant ideas and symbols overlapping each other all throughout a series… emotional content notwithstanding, there are few easy methods of magical will working, and there are even fewer mystic situations which make sense to the ordinary human being… each character describes a piece of the self that we might care to call ‘source’ when speaking of the immediate presence that one can get thoroughly tranced out of their minds… absorbed into the plots and subplots with total helpless abandon, the commercial ministrations of the gristly and the grimy to well-lubricate the paws of the animal kingdom, and showing off much of the blood on their hands as they reach for the keys… all for a profit, a bottom line that will keep the people brainwashed for more, and will keep them from making any real progress… a warped perception of what is and always will be, to be lectured at for more years than i care to imagine, and then thrown to the wolves if and when the time comes reluctantly to do so… most of that time we are distracted from our end goals via televised media, which works on two directly opposing ends or fronts, and amounts to the conflicting image of television we see present today… the morally-weighted hand lends a good-natured penetration into the minds of our youth, and teaches lessons that will embed themselves through the images and innocent dramatics that make up the best well-thought out educations, and provides one of the strongest platforms on which to inform further generations yet to come… however, the weight from the other hand grips the sands of time hard as a fist does, but holds instead onto vacuous and shallow displays with the heart strings… talk shows and pseudo-news are all old school authorities on cultural bias, while the situation comedies and melodramatic primetime programming is in its place to psychically sedate the viewers, and the short bursts of commercial memes that pose a lesser threat as time wears on with new controls over choosing how to be programmed… magic is not lost on us, though, because we are ever evolving and expanding into newly resurfaced realities, the stuff of dreams… when one watches a TV show, the exclusion of the outside world occurs for most of us, and we begin to feel a solid connection for one or more characters as they relate to us in the dark of our rooms… our reality juxtaposes with theirs for a moment or two, but it never feels like it until the attention is lost, looking into the fare of televised programs from past and present will give an idea of the changes that are made more apparent by taking it all in at once… long streams of viewing are occurring now, where one of many series is the focus of the hours long period, and happens more in the lone cycle of clock strikes that night brings… not all is the hopeless mess i make it out to be, one thing i cherish most is the inspiration trigger that gets pulled every time i see or hear or learn something deeply moving, and these things occur like bolts from out of a pale blue sky… capturing my imagination for one brief glimpse as the quick moment fades from view, the residue left is what the mind grapples onto when trying to relate bytes of information to one another, and succeeding just enough to either pose a threatening question or create something different altogether… ‘LOST’ has become one of those series that i finally see the magic within, in a sense like Moore or Morrison akin with comic book spell-casting in the writing, and the nonlinear gaps in time that are unappealing to more than a few people… space/ time magic is Here in the various scenes of ‘LOST’, or ‘TOST’ (pronounced: “tossed”) as i fondly refer to it as in humor, encapsulated inside the leaps of suspended disbelief… from the premise of the wrecked plane survivors to the suspiciously dated pseudo-science scattered all over the island, and even into the further fetched devices and mystical concepts, it almost reads like a comic book in one extended sitting revealing a hyper-sigil whether the end is bunk or not… i guess you could almost call this a review in favor of the show i am mentioning Here, but it by no means is a great show to watch as there are so many ridiculous dramatic strands for these stranded ne’er-do-wells as they contort to many of the major plot shifts unscathed for over one hundred episodes to date, my admiration rests on the writers more than the gifted actors or producers for making this piece of work a version of reality…

Thanks, khet.