Emre Önkibar
@oentaeb.bsky.social
Dr. (PhD) International Relations | Academic'N Roll
What is the master-signifier of today's global struggle?
October 19, 2025 at 7:09 AM
What is the master-signifier of today's global struggle?
Love to hate... Such a contradiction!
October 18, 2025 at 10:54 AM
Love to hate... Such a contradiction!
Hate is the opposite of other-self.
October 18, 2025 at 10:53 AM
Hate is the opposite of other-self.
The reason why we always carry on is deeply seated in the negation of actuality:
"I'll do my loving in the winter"
"I'll do my loving in the winter"
September 18, 2025 at 2:22 PM
The reason why we always carry on is deeply seated in the negation of actuality:
"I'll do my loving in the winter"
"I'll do my loving in the winter"
A sunny day may be inspirational, and you look above to see if the new world is out there somewhere...
May 29, 2025 at 10:27 AM
A sunny day may be inspirational, and you look above to see if the new world is out there somewhere...
Gnostik-maddeci ütopya vs. gnostik-ütopik post-hümanizm
May 1, 2025 at 1:02 PM
Gnostik-maddeci ütopya vs. gnostik-ütopik post-hümanizm
Her şeyin kendi zamanı vardır. Adını bilmediğin zamanlarda geçer varoluş. Ruhuna dokunan bir şarkının zamanıdır bu. Adını bildiğin zamanlar da vardır. Adım attığın taş kaldırımın zamanıdır bu. Geçmiş biter gelecek gelir, sen bugünsün...
April 30, 2025 at 4:31 PM
Her şeyin kendi zamanı vardır. Adını bilmediğin zamanlarda geçer varoluş. Ruhuna dokunan bir şarkının zamanıdır bu. Adını bildiğin zamanlar da vardır. Adım attığın taş kaldırımın zamanıdır bu. Geçmiş biter gelecek gelir, sen bugünsün...
İsyan(revolt) sözcüğü, keşfetmek, ferahlamak, dönüştürmek anlamlarına gelen Sanskritçe bir kökten gelir. Bu anlam aynı zamanda güneşin etrafındaki dünyanın devrimine de işaret eder. En nihayetinde sonsuz kere dönüyor dünya ve bunun bir parçasıyız, biz galaksinin isyancılarıyız...
April 25, 2025 at 12:31 PM
İsyan(revolt) sözcüğü, keşfetmek, ferahlamak, dönüştürmek anlamlarına gelen Sanskritçe bir kökten gelir. Bu anlam aynı zamanda güneşin etrafındaki dünyanın devrimine de işaret eder. En nihayetinde sonsuz kere dönüyor dünya ve bunun bir parçasıyız, biz galaksinin isyancılarıyız...
All power to the imagination...
April 20, 2025 at 12:05 PM
All power to the imagination...
Hope principle
Utopian impulse
Oi va voi
Utopian impulse
Oi va voi
April 19, 2025 at 7:36 PM
Hope principle
Utopian impulse
Oi va voi
Utopian impulse
Oi va voi
Mystery and science are not two opposing poles; rather, they are two phenomena that complement each other. Reality is both mysterious and scientific. Mystery pushes the boundaries of science and drives it forward. Science sheds light on mystery and makes it more comprehensible.
April 17, 2025 at 1:47 PM
Mystery and science are not two opposing poles; rather, they are two phenomena that complement each other. Reality is both mysterious and scientific. Mystery pushes the boundaries of science and drives it forward. Science sheds light on mystery and makes it more comprehensible.
It can be:
Zen takes and gives.
It holds a logic beyond feelings.
Zen is both real and imagined.
Zen simply says, "Be."
Zen takes and gives.
It holds a logic beyond feelings.
Zen is both real and imagined.
Zen simply says, "Be."
April 15, 2025 at 6:52 PM
It can be:
Zen takes and gives.
It holds a logic beyond feelings.
Zen is both real and imagined.
Zen simply says, "Be."
Zen takes and gives.
It holds a logic beyond feelings.
Zen is both real and imagined.
Zen simply says, "Be."
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waking half-drunk in a strange pad
making it out to the cool gray
san francisco dawn –
white gulls over white houses,
fog down the bay,
tamalpais a fresh green hill in the new sun,
driving across the bridge in a beat old car
to work.
making it out to the cool gray
san francisco dawn –
white gulls over white houses,
fog down the bay,
tamalpais a fresh green hill in the new sun,
driving across the bridge in a beat old car
to work.
February 16, 2025 at 9:04 AM
waking half-drunk in a strange pad
making it out to the cool gray
san francisco dawn –
white gulls over white houses,
fog down the bay,
tamalpais a fresh green hill in the new sun,
driving across the bridge in a beat old car
to work.
making it out to the cool gray
san francisco dawn –
white gulls over white houses,
fog down the bay,
tamalpais a fresh green hill in the new sun,
driving across the bridge in a beat old car
to work.
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As we hoe the field
let sweet potato grow.
And as sit us all down when we may
To consider the Dharma
bring with a flower and a glimmer.
Let us all sleep in peace together.
let sweet potato grow.
And as sit us all down when we may
To consider the Dharma
bring with a flower and a glimmer.
Let us all sleep in peace together.
February 21, 2025 at 2:55 PM
As we hoe the field
let sweet potato grow.
And as sit us all down when we may
To consider the Dharma
bring with a flower and a glimmer.
Let us all sleep in peace together.
let sweet potato grow.
And as sit us all down when we may
To consider the Dharma
bring with a flower and a glimmer.
Let us all sleep in peace together.
In a realm where it's nearly impossible to tell friend from foe, we must not forget the “lesser victims” — those aligned with the system or its potential allies. True well-being and a quality social circle stem from this awareness. In the end, what’s better than sharing books, songs, and films?
April 13, 2025 at 8:42 AM
In a realm where it's nearly impossible to tell friend from foe, we must not forget the “lesser victims” — those aligned with the system or its potential allies. True well-being and a quality social circle stem from this awareness. In the end, what’s better than sharing books, songs, and films?
If you were in pursuit of sorrow, you'd always try to smile. When you were desperate, that effort — whose source you never knew, yet kept you alive — would become your only friend. And the road was winding. In the end, you began to love the uncertainty. Even if just once, just to be able to live.
April 12, 2025 at 8:14 PM
If you were in pursuit of sorrow, you'd always try to smile. When you were desperate, that effort — whose source you never knew, yet kept you alive — would become your only friend. And the road was winding. In the end, you began to love the uncertainty. Even if just once, just to be able to live.
Bu kadar konuşan insanlardan tüm hayatları boyu çıkan tek kelime “ben”. O kadar bilgesin ki yükseğe bakarsın, alçağa bakmak bilgelik değil midir?” “Asla akıllılığın çıplak tepelerinde durma, ahmaklığın yeşil vadilerine in.”
April 12, 2025 at 4:34 PM
Bu kadar konuşan insanlardan tüm hayatları boyu çıkan tek kelime “ben”. O kadar bilgesin ki yükseğe bakarsın, alçağa bakmak bilgelik değil midir?” “Asla akıllılığın çıplak tepelerinde durma, ahmaklığın yeşil vadilerine in.”
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I feel ancient, as though I had
Lived many lives.
And may never now know
If I am a fool
Or have done what my
karma demands.
Lived many lives.
And may never now know
If I am a fool
Or have done what my
karma demands.
April 9, 2025 at 12:11 PM
I feel ancient, as though I had
Lived many lives.
And may never now know
If I am a fool
Or have done what my
karma demands.
Lived many lives.
And may never now know
If I am a fool
Or have done what my
karma demands.
In the framework where modernity traps the individual between four walls, it is liberating not to feel like a depressive, exhausted, and depleted empirical-psychological category, but rather as if standing at the edge of an ontological limitation something closer to existential unease.
April 10, 2025 at 1:30 PM
In the framework where modernity traps the individual between four walls, it is liberating not to feel like a depressive, exhausted, and depleted empirical-psychological category, but rather as if standing at the edge of an ontological limitation something closer to existential unease.
Because when we lose control and fear keeps growing, we have no choice but to wish ourselves a graceful downfall.
April 10, 2025 at 10:13 AM
Because when we lose control and fear keeps growing, we have no choice but to wish ourselves a graceful downfall.
The end of the world is approaching, and there are very few people left who still listen to Rock 'n Roll... The new paradigm is confusing, and in this age of contradictions, reaching the truth is a tough struggle.
April 9, 2025 at 10:42 PM
The end of the world is approaching, and there are very few people left who still listen to Rock 'n Roll... The new paradigm is confusing, and in this age of contradictions, reaching the truth is a tough struggle.
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Dictator Erdoğan’s regime crumbles beneath the weight of its own paranoia. Arresting opposition leaders won’t stop the tide of resistance—it only proves his fear of the people’s voice. The streets roar louder than his cowardice. Power to the people. #OpTurkey
March 29, 2025 at 4:23 PM
Dictator Erdoğan’s regime crumbles beneath the weight of its own paranoia. Arresting opposition leaders won’t stop the tide of resistance—it only proves his fear of the people’s voice. The streets roar louder than his cowardice. Power to the people. #OpTurkey
Notes on the March 19 Protests in Turkey
1. The Spirit of Protest Failing to Embody Itself (Namelessness):
The protests have not yet found their name. The absence of a stable, agreed-upon name for the movement is not merely a matter of labeling—it signals a deeper structural and symbolic issue.
1. The Spirit of Protest Failing to Embody Itself (Namelessness):
The protests have not yet found their name. The absence of a stable, agreed-upon name for the movement is not merely a matter of labeling—it signals a deeper structural and symbolic issue.
April 9, 2025 at 7:51 AM
Notes on the March 19 Protests in Turkey
1. The Spirit of Protest Failing to Embody Itself (Namelessness):
The protests have not yet found their name. The absence of a stable, agreed-upon name for the movement is not merely a matter of labeling—it signals a deeper structural and symbolic issue.
1. The Spirit of Protest Failing to Embody Itself (Namelessness):
The protests have not yet found their name. The absence of a stable, agreed-upon name for the movement is not merely a matter of labeling—it signals a deeper structural and symbolic issue.
The ideological line is important: Gauchist-Jacobin-Dadaist-Beatnik
April 9, 2025 at 7:45 AM
The ideological line is important: Gauchist-Jacobin-Dadaist-Beatnik
This is the end
Beautiful friend
Beautiful friend
April 8, 2025 at 6:14 AM
This is the end
Beautiful friend
Beautiful friend