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Put a mirror on bank notes so that we can see our greedy little faces in the presence of money

Microdosing delusions of reference

What’s the difference?

Even tho the world would not be made with the sum of my best days and instincts it is real and it has room for me, and many people are smuggling some kind of unconditional miracle into this place

This one hundred year old defense of the ether ended on a high note

But is everything just as simple as the whole solution?

Bell inequality: weighted sex dice

Knowledge is almost all like weeds. My garden is about to have such good ideas!

I just need somebody to tell me that Carlo Rovelli has overstepped so that I can immediately give up on understanding the relational view

If psychosis is an answer of nature then it is truly a flowering of the thing in spite of the symbolic consciousness. The unconscious is fully embedded in the real and it feels as though we can peer infinitely into it. Something simple like the breath is so rich.

I love it when the psyche presents an ‘Answer of Nature’ from the unconscious matrix

Then they came for the mathematicians - apparently they had come for me some time before but I had forgotten to answer the door

The transcendent function has a lot to chew on whereas my day to day life is in a holding pattern

Is Clifford the big red dog a philotroph

the stupidity might be setting in

Come on

I only just heard about AdS / CFT and I read GEB fifteen years ago, somebody has been failing me until Quanta Magazine and I am very sad about this

Only the direction of difference between zero and this

On Google’s 28th birthday it is time to turn the party into an intervention. What the fuck is this you are doing? You are no longer carrying out your basic function, and you are covered in your own shit?

In what cold clockwork of the stars and the nations Was he the hand pointing that second?

my while (true) { randomHttpRequest(); } has acted improperly because of an error in its judgement, but it is only human

From the position where I only care to know if I am breathing out or in, the valence of everything changes. I can be curious and unthreatened, and somehow the distance implied by occupying such a basic judging function enables a deeper engagement with what is happening

With wings that I won In the passionate strivings of love I shall mount To the light to which no sight has penetrated. I shall die, so as to live!

What am I but a billion tentacled jellyfish?

Sitting by the well (thirst traps with Mary Oliver audio)

In episode one of ‘Ways Of Seeing’ when they change the music to a religious choral I get the point that I need to rewatch Kenneth Clark with the music swapped out

How can my cognitive peak have been when I didn’t know SHIT?

When I suck on Smarties I know I’m on the same planet I grew up on. They didn’t change it! It’s the same damn thing. So subtle.

The internet is extractive of the real (eg streamers pull from it) per Conways law since the operating environment is extractive

Lead ethicist on the AlphaKill project has quit warning it may achieve its aims

If we cannot prove consciousness exists in any way then we must conclude given our wondrous apriori gift of knowledge that it is the world which does not exist since something that is incompatible with consciousness cannot exist. I solved it and I only needed edibles and hypomania.

Linearity with a chance of bullshit

I took two of my new edibles because one didn’t do much. I pray for linearity in accelerative times. #linearity #thc #d9 #edibles #prayforme

There is god and topology

I could be nicer to myself. Recursive self-deprecation achieved.

The bank owes you a million hot dogs? Everybody has a problem.

You must know that I was voluntarily Oedipalized at the Vienna Institute

This machine which I both designed and created and keep switched on at all times has a high chance of causing mischief. You’re absolutely right, we must prepare for mischief at once!

Fluid in the age of extraction

Soft animal of body cocooned to unknown end

Taken out like Lennie by machines of loving grace

I saw the small farmer on the lesser tractor, and the big farmer, well, let’s just say we keep coming back to him (the great(er|at)tractor)

I would like to resolve my alienation today

The soft animal of my body is still just a rat in a cage

In the Faust translation I am listening to the ‘thousand-petaled wreath of freedom’ was mentioned which I suppose Larkin could have been referencing in The Old Fools

How does dry humour hold up against water scarcity?