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DJCyberPhilosophy: The War of Cultures Within Me

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I was born in Hong Kong. My mother is Chinese, she was from Shanghai, but moved to Hong Kong to escape The communist rule. She met my father in Hong Kong, who was working there at the time. He was from Australia. Then he moved back to his main office in Sydney so we moved there too. I was three at the time.

My older brother who is ten years my senior was a big influence on me so I still have a lot of knowledge of Hong Kong and it’s culture. It was and sometimes still is a place where East meets West. Hong Kong just like me is of mixed culture. And like me we understand each culture significantly, deeply and love them both with a passion. Yet we can never fit in to either culture. There is bitterness on both sides there is a huge gulf between each that just cannot be crossed at this point in time.

I understand Asian culture, the group based culture, where the individual does things for the good of the group. I understand the western culture of doing well for yourself. Yet by themselves they can never achieve greatness. Groups can do well but will stagnate, they need individual flare to push the group along yet when they do, they are either punished or they forget to pull the group along they become lost. The individual however lacks the power of the group and so can not get too far before they are overwhelmed. In the west they praise the individual but they forget that the group got them there.

I have tried teaching people the amalgamation of the individual with the group but it’s too ingrained into them, that I cannot even make them budge. I just follow along but can never really be a part of there group, or their individuality. I, like Hong Kong, can neither be part of their culture or be one of them.

I can only seek like minded people to try and restore order to this world. China wants to be Emperor of the world. The West is tearing itself apart because of perceived wrongs by others. There only two possibilities that will come from this, we got to war and wipe each other out, or we put our differences on the table and admire them cherish them because it is our differences that make us who we are and the things that are the same is what binds us together.

I come from two cultures born into both love both and cherish the differences that they have to offer and yet I can never be a part of either one. For there is too much bitterness held on each side.

Look at those around you and then take a look at those from a far. What do you really think about them all? If you feel bitter then you must look inside you for why you feel that way, they are not the cause of your failings. If your eyes light up and feel wonder at their differences then you have achieved the first level of enlightenment.

So until next time Stay Safe, Stay Cool and be enlightened and cherish your culture most profoundly.

DJCyberStream Radio: It’s Lost in Trancelations Replay

Here is the replay of a mix of Trance and Techno and it got lost in the translation. But it’s a fun mix for your party.

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DJCyberPhilosophy: What happened the last two weeks

Once again apologies for missing last weeks DJCyberPhilosophy. I have been through hell and back the last two weeks. Now I work at three different places for my occupation, at those place I work a full three weeks at each before moving on to the next place.

This week and the last two weeks I have been working at my least favourite of places. Why? Well first off there is a person there who thinks she is the boss even though she has no qualifications nor the position of authority there, but those higher ups just turn a blind eye to her way of doing things. And the moral of the whole place is at its lowest no one ca;solve problems because they are never given the chance to as she will try to solve the problem and she wants to look good in front of the clients. (She thinks she is the face of the place.)

Secondly the people I have to work with are so inept at communication that I get stressed out just trying to do what they need me to do. They push me to do things that no one should ever need to do. The only reason they really want me to do it is because they are too lazy to work and they just want a break. Even when the schedule is too tight they will unreasonable push forward with no real time for preparation. I just have to do it on a wing and a prayer.

I know I should stop working you say. But the other two place I work at are just great. The atmosphere is grand the people communicate what they need well before I even get there and then when things go sideways we are able to move things around because the communication is there and because the preparation has already been done moving the schedule around does not affect me all that much.

Then to top it all off while practicing for the festival last week one of the people I work with there told I had made a mistake in my performance, I acknowledged it and then tried to explain why the mistake occurred, but he just kept harping on it. Others around me made mistakes yet nothing only me. He was just getting at me because I was the only one he can “push around” since I am the youngest there. I almost lost it right there and then. I really do not know what to do sometimes.

Here is my solution. On the Friday when I nearly lost it, it was lucky that afterwards some of my other festival friends had a small get together to have drinks and late dinner, it was where I could let loose and tell them how I felt and what really was going on. All the pent up frustrations just poured out and it was a relief to get it out.

You cannot leave things like that inside you must get it out someway and never with anger as that will lead to more trouble than it is worth. Find your true friends and let them hear your side of the story and then if they are truly your friends they will tell you to have a drink and let it go. And not to worry about. It is enough that they listen.

Well until next time stay safe stay cool and let it go.