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Reflecting on the innate horrors of human existence.
Reflecting on the innate horrors of human existence.
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"UR 0wn m1nd; Pwning yu0 b1tCH3z sinze dAy 0n3"
One of the true horrors of human existence is that the reality we believe we live in is often fictional. We filter incoming information based on beliefs that we are not aware of. We act on motivations we are not in touch with, and then rationalize the situation after the fact, substituting our rationalization in place of the motive. Our past is not itself; modern research suggests that our memories change as our experience changesthe childhood we think we lived is different from the one we thought wed lived ten years ago, which of course, is itself a re-interpretation of the actual happening.
Our brain, ultimately, does not deal in concrete eventsit deals in symbols, interpretations, interrelationships and patterns.
We may believe our motivations to be one set of things, and hold a semi-conscious set of opposing ideaswhat we express about ourselves through language and through behaviors can suggest diametrically opposed beliefs, needs or goals. We struggle against not only the entropy and friction of the larger universe, but the cognitive friction of our own layered consciousness.
It is my belief that personal power comes from the harmonizing of semi-conscious and conscious desire. Im sure I could tell you about a series of events in my past that caused me to come to this conclusion, but Im also sure that it didnt really happen that way.
I have a friend who has this theory about fundamentalists. He proposes it for American right-wing fundamentalist Christians, but I think its probably true for most fundamentalists of any flavor, and to some degree for all of us who are lost in this post-stone-age mind-fuck of a world. It goes like this:
Some people have grown comfortable with cognitive dissonance; they are used to (or even find comfort in) the discrepancy between what they believe, and new information.
Homosexuals are evil, but that guy Steve is really cool, and nice to everyone.
Having elegant things makes people happy, but all I do is worry about my elegant things.
Getting what I want is what I really want.
Etcetera.
This is why Im always on about paying attention to what people do rather than what they say. Some people are manipulative types; they lie and they mislead to get what they want. Some are very good at it, but their actions will still betray them. Other walking energy-sinks are as sincere as the day is long, but just dont actually know what the fuck they are really about. You might expect people to be experts on at least themselves, but in reality, that is a laughable vanity; the self is ultimately unknowable.
<Coffee Talk>
For most of us, knowledge of truth is neither knowledge nor truth.
Discuss.
<Coffee Talk>
"UR 0wn m1nd; Pwning yu0 b1tCH3z sinze dAy 0n3"
One of the true horrors of human existence is that the reality we believe we live in is often fictional. We filter incoming information based on beliefs that we are not aware of. We act on motivations we are not in touch with, and then rationalize the situation after the fact, substituting our rationalization in place of the motive. Our past is not itself; modern research suggests that our memories change as our experience changesthe childhood we think we lived is different from the one we thought wed lived ten years ago, which of course, is itself a re-interpretation of the actual happening.
Our brain, ultimately, does not deal in concrete eventsit deals in symbols, interpretations, interrelationships and patterns.
We may believe our motivations to be one set of things, and hold a semi-conscious set of opposing ideaswhat we express about ourselves through language and through behaviors can suggest diametrically opposed beliefs, needs or goals. We struggle against not only the entropy and friction of the larger universe, but the cognitive friction of our own layered consciousness.
It is my belief that personal power comes from the harmonizing of semi-conscious and conscious desire. Im sure I could tell you about a series of events in my past that caused me to come to this conclusion, but Im also sure that it didnt really happen that way.
I have a friend who has this theory about fundamentalists. He proposes it for American right-wing fundamentalist Christians, but I think its probably true for most fundamentalists of any flavor, and to some degree for all of us who are lost in this post-stone-age mind-fuck of a world. It goes like this:
Some people have grown comfortable with cognitive dissonance; they are used to (or even find comfort in) the discrepancy between what they believe, and new information.
Homosexuals are evil, but that guy Steve is really cool, and nice to everyone.
Having elegant things makes people happy, but all I do is worry about my elegant things.
Getting what I want is what I really want.
Etcetera.
This is why Im always on about paying attention to what people do rather than what they say. Some people are manipulative types; they lie and they mislead to get what they want. Some are very good at it, but their actions will still betray them. Other walking energy-sinks are as sincere as the day is long, but just dont actually know what the fuck they are really about. You might expect people to be experts on at least themselves, but in reality, that is a laughable vanity; the self is ultimately unknowable.
<Coffee Talk>
For most of us, knowledge of truth is neither knowledge nor truth.
Discuss.
<Coffee Talk>
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Dick jokes.
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A double-amputee can still hitchhike, but he has to be really excited about where he is going.
A double-amputee can still hitchhike, but he has to be really excited about where he is going.
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I figured that the shirt was the rpg clothing equivalent of penile boasting.
+20?
That t-shirt has accomplished more than I have.
Next time 'round on the ferris wheel of reincarnation, I'm shootin' for cap sleeves.
it's going to be a long thursday, i get the feeling. and certain things are already making me grumpy. amazingly enough, taking out the recyclables is not one of those things. actually, everything about our house made me a happy happy girl.
blatant favoritism doesn't make me a happy girl. nor does typing a long recorded phone conversation in which i listen to the Tool pull all his normal passive agressive tricks, nor does requests from people who should know that i'm too busy to handle them.
messenger in an hour or so? if you feel like it?
i hope your morning is rockin.