Existentialis Iuncturas

[IdeomotorPrisoner]

I think I understand what you mean.

I try not to think too much on fabrics of reality. It turns into annoying mental masturbation and often ends with something along divine matrix lines. Or layers of reality. A driving divine layer of determinism that somehow exists through a chaotic disorder increase.

And then I think.... "But does spending time thinking about these superexistent god channels really help. Seems like a more convoluted faith thing." Redefining god in New Age/Pseudoscience terms.

It could also just be something random you have to biasly confirm connection of.

Does every response in this thread require a song?



And you never really know... some outcomes are just so predetermined by the entities ingrained and predictable behavior you can occasionally predict how the monster will lurk to the door.

[UltraBudgie]

I think of that as "the tyranny of the left brain" -- when the footloose creative part of the head gets all seeing larger picture, ignoring the old thought models, the left rational sciency part of the mind wants a definite new model, and starts demanding things like "ooh reality is really layered like a club sandwich, except going to infinity, I've finally figured it all out!".  Demanding to be the whole truth, wanting to be the toothpick in the middle that holds it all together.  It's selfish that way, and can make you crazy if you indulge it in its desire to be the be all and end all of everything that can ever make sense.  The left brain wants Homo Ludens to finally just buckle down and figure out what game it is playing, so it can get on with the serious business of winning.

Meh.

Here is happy song!

[Quantum12]

It gets me every time!

“And the rain will kill us all
Throw ourselves against the wall
But no one else can see
The preservation of the martyr in me”

[CCoburn]

Does every response in this thread require a song?

No. It was the idea initially to relate musical tracks to written segments for maybe a couple reasons, but primarily it was because this thread also serves as a musical playlist. The appended musical track would be the metaphorical "cherry on top", so a bit of care was taken to post music that I would actually want to listen to, but of course coordinating music with literature the choices become somewhat narrowed, and on occasion I'm posting mediocre music because it ties in better with the writing like my last post. With the "lunacy" theme it was either "Dark Lunacy", Lunatic Fringe (Red Rider), or maybe Brain Damaged ("the lunatic is on the grass" – Pink Floyd), so Dark Lunacy wins by a slight margin.

Back around the early 2000s I was into a lot of high-end home audio and having a few drinks and blasting the music a couple times a week. I remember one time a friend made an observation that I had sent my neighbors in the house early from their wine and dine on the patio when I blasted 2001 a Space Odyssey, but that was actually quite civil in comparison to some of the other stuff I was forcefully sharing.

I think it was around 2015 when I started getting away from home audio and more into computer audio with these Klipsch multimedia speakers that I paid around $200 for from Best Buy. The music sounded pretty good and was comparable, so I ultimately made a complete transition and to this day that's pretty much all I listen to except when I'm in the car.

I think lately though it's been a little more writing and graphics and less music – some shit just starts getting a little old after a while I guess.

Music and muscle cars remains an avid affair, and to end it right here and relate a musical piece about driving off the top of my head most I think of I wouldn't bother posting, but a best choice I suppose would be this, and let's not be naive, anyone that knows Judas Priest can guess what this guy is riding, and it ain't "the wind"...

[CCoburn]

I think of that as "the tyranny of the left brain" -- when the footloose creative part of the head gets all seeing larger picture, ignoring the old thought models, the left rational sciency part of the mind wants a definite new model, and starts demanding things like "ooh reality is really layered like a club sandwich, except going to infinity, I've finally figured it all out!".  Demanding to be the whole truth, wanting to be the toothpick in the middle that holds it all together.  It's selfish that way, and can make you crazy if you indulge it in its desire to be the be all and end all of everything that can ever make sense.  The left brain wants Homo Ludens to finally just buckle down and figure out what game it is playing, so it can get on with the serious business of winning.

Meh.

You appear to be offering up some of your very own personal perspectives on some things here, but I can't say exactly what they might be, and since you are the one that conceived of it and wrote it, I suppose you would know better than I.

As for the club sandwich. I'd say the sandwich itself is finite but exists as a facet of eternity thus effectively rendering the sandwich itself as eternal but of a different manner – finite aspects of eternity follow a bent and broken never ending path.

If the cause never ceases to exist, then neither will its effects(or sandwiches).

But hey, you made it, and it's your sandwich, so...

[CCoburn]

The Idiosyncrasies of an Ideomotorprisoner Boy Named Sue