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philosophy papers that don't begin immediately are infuriating. Perhaps a certain amount of philosophical flaunting is allowed within other concentrations, but philosophical papers beginning with so-called 'problems in philosophy' are simply papers which want to allude to something without observing it. Chicken shit.

NEW POWER UNLOCKED!

PA7I HAS UNLOCKED THE NEW POWER OF
SELF-RESPECT.

[OVERKILL]

Your goal in life

is to..? You want to write a bunch of academic papers for people?

Notes 2.

Faults in others, easily identifiable. As for ourselves, it's as if we're covered in barbed wire.

Quoting giants somehow transfers respect into my speech, yet I've found that I quote myself more than any other.

The debate, if you're listening closely, is always to do something or to do nothing. - applying our economic plans to other countries.

I don't give a shit. Correction: I give a shit about a thing that makes me feel bad. I don't want to give a shit. I work towards my ideal of not giving a shit.

I've started smoking and flossing. Why the combination?

If your passion is to help people...

Then you should shut the fuck up and think about that one a bit harder...

I give to you, hence my authority. Hence my power and superiority.

My Gods. . .

I wanted to be an ambassador for god sake!
But then... I stumbled on it.
I found it, like an alien artifact, lying around unimposing. You bastard thing.
You changed me.

What brutal power.

What thing underestimated.

Remember when...

You wanted to be a diplomat
You wanted to become a hypnotist
You wanted to write an equivalent to Leviathan
You were 18 and wise
You were 22 and twisted
You knew more than you know
You grew old
You studied influence obsessively
You alienated yourself for knowledge

Prudence...

Paaa ruuudence.
My spirit's assassin.

HWWAAA???

I've been putting ALL this TIME trying to better ANOTHER person??? Now that is twisted. That is fucking ridiculous! That is 'self-less'. Idiot.

Porn

The equivalent to television for your sexuality. You are being sold ideas about sex and society.

Free Institution

I'm tired of our education system that caters strictly to money. Douglas College is especially vulnerable to this. Once, I might have bragged that this school was a place where I could get quality education for cheap, where I could get close to my professors. This is why I love this school. Who can say that they are legitimate friends with their professors in their post secondary experience? T--, T--, G--, JJ, Si--, B--, M---, and freaking Wa-. Not to mention the SA staff, CCL, or whatever other relation I've created at this institution.

But this school is appealing to the mass in their latest marketing scheme. It's completely vulgar. The ultimate insult to motivation of education, we are now boiling it down by the hands of the worst of cooks ever. Never eat at the home of a marketing graduate, their food is surely rotten.

I want a free institution. Government Funded. Accessible to all who would put in the effort. Where professors are treated like the libraries they are.

This is my third project for 2012.

On Framing and Happiness

Fear, Prudence, and the highest organic virtue

Not in a premature way -

I want to die and be forgotten.

Notes

This is the garbage with which I will craft something in the future. A trunk of recycled bottles and leaves of garbage bags. Perhaps I'll even sit underneath it and think of an idea, trees seem to lend themselves to thought:

Somewhere between growth and regression.

A need, a programmed need, an adaptation, a fault. Social Fear.

We seek a mother to love us. She soaks herself in our tears saying: 'It will be fine.' A strong person, though necessarily not understanding our predicament, for if that was the case she too would be in tears. We do not seek to be understood.

What is it with these imposing characters with their quest and missions? The 'improvers' of our world - What distracting heroics. My bad-self, on a bad day.

Attention: You are seeking. Caution: You've left me. Danger: We'll meet again.

Greatness: Achieved under pressure. Genius, erupts from lack of need. Yet it's one need is nothing: A vacuum for it to fill. Obviously only the void allows for anything to fill it. (Genius = born from anythingness?) (Careful with silly words, but worth a look)

Snarl, Grin, Smirk, and Peering. Here sits a dirty mind thinking dirty thoughts: He thinks of Ideas. Look away!

I don't cross streets at night anymore. My clothes may be black but my knowledge will keep me safe.

I find it absurd that I should offer you my services. A hammer has never given a smith permission to be smashed.

A man wishes to J-walk a busy street. The act would take mere seconds if he could only divide it into crossing two roads. Mashed together however, he must wait until the traffic aligns itself to his safe travel. His wait would be over if only he risked waiting briefly in the middle of the road. The problem is obviously self-preservation, as with most good things in life.

The ritual tearing of a letter, the shedding of its transient form

I'd rather be in love, but I'll settle for being creative.

Conformity is defined as happiness. Depression seems to have been hijacked into being non-conformity. Easily a fallacy.

Awake? Is that what you call idly selling your religion to passerby's? I'll choose somnambulism.

Bashing religion reveals an angry soul. It is a violent act, of propping a scarecrow for a beatdown.  Similar to punching pillow.

Religion, as a value, hints at the needs of a being. Its belief reveals. Say, what does your religion guarantee you? And say, you easy prey, you J Witnesses, your religion speaks of clubs and exclusivity.

I cull my dreams quickly these days. I can't allow them to rule me. Realism and sadness.

My latest hobby, women, was difficult to maintain. Better pickup something different, like Lego.

Yes. That man was certainly in a drunken state, but he was nice. Most people are in a state of bored and they're really unpleasant about it.

The attention you don't require, but demand nonetheless.

Humor & genius. People talk about things. Talking about ideas is for the strange, so in humor they may find more comfort as things are not so much talked about, but interpreted in strange ways so as to trigger laughter.

A cold that inverts.

We are not interested in opposites here. If poverty is a vice, greed is no virtue. We may only affirm our discovered virtues;
The fear which runs our lives limits us, not having this fear is virtuous. NOT FEARLESSNESS IS A VIRTUE.

(HOV) Fear Disposition

We must begin by asking whether it is better to live in suspicion or better to live in trust. Attractive words may blur the significance of each.

HOV 2

For so long I've maintained unquestioning that my disposition is correct.

How unstudious of me.

1.1 The disposition came from a choice, one summoned by observing others.
The fear that holds people. Fundamentally, the material fear that grips people, they wish to lose none of their 'belongings'

1. What is a belonging.

A good idea perhaps, born from the most trivial of needs. People do not wish to lose their belongings. It rules their behavior. I am tied to my things wherever I go. I watch vigilantly over my backpack if I set it down. Hold my wallet close to my ass, and my phone close to my heart. I need to know where my belongings are.

1.2. May see where this is going immediately, and I admit that having things is good for me. This isn't a stupid idea yet. Medicine, money, papers, things that are pleasant. Passports in your native country. Identification.

1.3. If it's advantageous to have money, medicine,  etc. Then it's advantageous to defend our belongings with our vigilance. Conversely, one could discard this advantageous defense and

New Equation;

Trust + Payoff = Romance

On the highest organic virtue 1

A question posed with a logically impossible answer is hardly worth asking. That certainly isn't to say that questions without answers are worthless. Simply, to demand something of your topic that isn't possible might be worthless. Here for instance, I would like to ask 'what is the highest virtue?'. While an observation of virtue is valuable, the question assumes that virtues can be rated, and secondly, that there might be one noble virtue that rules the others. These first assumptions should be questioned before we deem this search worthwhile.

Vossler

Crying for in

Semantics behind semantics

Pleasing

Finding that courting young ladies is a bourgeois exercise. Worse, the hunting of this or that from a young lady is the need to gratify one's importance or status - a very similar self-absorbed beast. A co

Fully Subsidized Transit

- Look into Portland as they have a fully subsidized transit:

• Is it successful?
• Are people using it? Are they happy?
• How expensive is it? Has it changed since it became subsidized? 
• Has there been an increase in transit activity?
• Have the roads been less congested?
• Is transit Faster?
• 
  

Another's Creative Process

Wouldn't expression born from self-laceration be constructed?
A slave's question.

A Letter,

(Ever break up with a robot?)
1. Robot like
With all my resolve I
I wrote you a letter,
it explains why I'm hurt and you're wrong.

Wind between us. Or the wind in space.

2.
Put away that pile of condoms boy
Objects with only one function, denied, frustrated.
I swear they are the ones that feel these emotions, not I.
They were closer to you in the end anyway.

Time to leave useless friends.
The ones that didn't make it, the rejected.
Ba-na-na.

Can you improve someone by fucking them?
-- -- --
--- -- - - -


"I'm better off", so speaks my ego with such obvious necessity.
Now we only fuck ourselves.
When I work out.
When I study.
When I'm being greater than I was before.

Detour,,,

architect series + on influence and the crisis essays will have to wait a moment. I've just found 'slam' and thought I might give it a shot. 2 poems underway. One is on love (duh), the other is on the problem of creativity and listening. A problem which I wanted to include in the introduction of the architect series anyway, so it all works out. Good luck to me.

Satiated

The necessary motivation for greater expansion must be capitalism's greatest appeal. Say, what would happen if we found ourselves satisfied?

Beautiful People

A yes, what a beautiful man he is. He is a collection of pleasing and attractive things. Like a papier mache balloon, how cute. But I know your secret my beautiful man.

Desire, want of recognition, here it is! I see it!

Sewers

And so I climbed down into the sewers and regained my crown of garbage from the murk.  Alas, the sagely turtles would speak to me anew.
'Welcome back.'

Blah Blah Blah + The Architect Series

1. It seems like the very calling to things that people receive, such as when one decides he will dedicate his life to this or that - or the epiphany that such and such is forever true, unfortunately binds one to a very defined and weighty destiny. I believe that this binding by life-necessity, even the existential 'Will + necessity for oneself (ego too assholes)', is a type of creative vampire. Not a thought worthy of pride by any means, but certainly one worthy of deconstruction and observation.

2. A strange thing about politics. My distaste with power and responsibility, would seem to make me a good candidate for running a nation according to morals or goals, rather than power and control. Clouded by the desire for something, I would be weakened by that very same responsibility above, that is my life destiny, or ultimate desire. Conversely, I seem to be horribly disposed towards being both a lover and philosopher. Damn it.

At long last I believe it time to begin the architect series. The draft of ideas left idly in my list of posts will slowly start to trickle out into the kingdom. I'm currently considering theming the whole thing to a) be a city smelling of fish. Also, maybe the architechts will be sculptures, trying to sell their art, but obviously the age of art is dead and no one will buy sculptures from one another. So they all get drunk together and discuss the best way to live. I'm EXCITED!

TtD - Fish

I found that I had strayed into the least luxurious of cities, an aging stench in every corner and the smell of fish permeated the walls of even the most obscure sanctuaries. Here confused things lived to die, and in their confusion they became obsessed with that which they could understand. Fish then, became their obsession, as it was a dumb enough thing that all could understand it. And it is in passing through this city that I learned to live like these folk, and so sharing in their confusion I died a little.

In this city everyone talks about fish. Some like to size their fish, others nostalgically trade their fishing stories, and some ramble insanely about fish. Even the royalty came down to the docks to speak of fish. I began to wonder whether anyone listened to any words shared by another, or if they simply eagerly waited to hear the word 'fish'. Their ironic safety word for 'keep going'. As if it made their confusion acceptable!

And they discussed this and that. This man's ego, this one's greed, this one's self-centeredness. Fish Fish Fish. And As they sang and the city stank, I yearned from the stench of my mind's sewers, where at least the stench is my own.

Lightness of Being / The greatest burden

A friend of mine finds herself free. After two years of being in a relationship with her boyfriend, now alone she encounters the world in total ease. (ERIN)

The heaviness attributed to doing things because of the other.

And then there is the heaviness of doing things out of necessity to yourself.

6. Anxiety

The second attempt to meeting a thing in infinite disposition is to let it present itself to us. Here we would encounter a thing freely, without disposition. One would look up and see a cloud, and instead of thinking 'a cloud' one would simply see 'it'.

Many philosophers have written about anxiety, and truly there are few more humbling and terrifying experiences out there than observing all the meaning attached to things being hastily dilapidated around us. In this mood, where things are stripped and ethereal, there is effectively no world. The being therefore, who used his image as a tool for navigating this world, finds this once valued ego-image tool nothing more than a now unwieldy piece of rudimentary machinery.

Whereas the crisis has people filling the unending void with their new endeavors, anxiety places the being in the center of this void. Here gravity is much different from anywhere else. The meaninglessness of things, and their downright silliness, cuts them from the ground where they may float freely. Finding oneself surrounded by things, suspended and revolting at the meaning once ascribed to them is certainly an uncomfortable thought. Our previous endeavor to crush a thing under infinite definition is now reversed upon us. Now, surrounded by meaninglessness, things inflate and close in on us. The cloud we once saw would simply be 'it', but without word. A thing growing in size, imposing on us, descending, nearing, and finally crushing us with the weight of it's most naked identity: "a thing, and nothing more."
Anxiety towards the being itself results from the fading of ego-image boundaries in the deeply exposed disposition. This is the same anxiety that we experience in the fading of significance to things around us, only here, the object is the being its-self.

4. Crisis

Imposing is the stance of sharing correctness, large and small. A chef quietly cutting an onion for instance, imposes his understanding of the correct way to chop an onion to the kitchen. In the same way, Gandhi imposed his view of India upon the entire world during the Indian independence movement. Regardless of size, or moral and political alignment, Imposing simply deals with the power of one's influence.

While such a mood lends itself to movement and expression, the commitment to the ego-concept  required for the mood contains consequences. Because the imposing being has a will to change things, he has a concept of how things ought to be. This concept is of course, embedded in his ego-image. And because the concept of 'how things ought to be' is existing within the imposing being, there is necessarily at least one concept well defined within the being.

Naturally, the being which declares himself one way or another partakes in a limiting activity. For him to be everything after declaring himself one way sets his being up for contradiction. For instance, politically the being cannot include within his ego-concept both statements: "I Dislike inequality" and "I Like inequality", without being contradictory. Softer limits to the ego-concept by definition exist otherwise, such as through the preference of one thing over another, however they exist clearly, and necessarily, in  contradictory statements.

The more rigid the definition, the more correctness provided to the being, the harder the limits on what the being. Our most imposing beings share a certainty about the correctness of their ego-image, as well as tight limits surrounding their ego-image, i.e. what they are.

The certainty of being, and the limits which follow, eventually cause a crisis within the being. The crisis here, isn't to be confused, limited, nor labeled for 'mid-life' or 'near-death' and other such crises. 'The crisis' which I am naming here represents the backlash at the limits set on the being. Here the goal is expansion. At it's most feeble form it resembles the expansion into the collection of material things. It is however, otherwise seen socially in the expansion into new friend circles for instance, or the searching for someone to love us, or the expansion into a sudden new hobby, or the setting of new goals. This is seen everywhere in action, we can see our friends struggling to expand from their exhausted ego-images by moving to new, often flamboyantly colored fields for image harvest. This very engulfing of new things into the ego-image is the manifestation of the crisis.

3. Impose

We create an image, as if it were an object, to place our being in relation to the world. Without this image, or self-concept, there is only a being, anxious, relation-less, and purposeless. To the ego, this is unacceptable. Hence we must create a self-concept (Ego-image) to orient ourselves to avoid the unacceptability of being without relation.  Some may call this identity or a wider version of what we refer to as personality.

From patterns emerge habits and traits, which in turn form the image. From that, we can develop pre-judgments; prejudices, likes, dislikes, and onwards to all matter of things like goals, maxims and existential commitments. The being sees this collection as it's-self. The image results for the being in question.

"In question" is the opposite of solidified image. More specifically, to be in a state of "in question" is to oppose the certainty in one's image. This state I call Exposed, for here the being isn't shielded by his certainty, he is exposed to all influence, he is flexible.

3.1 Defining, Pleasure, and Congruency

At any point in time, a being may only present a few aspects of his being, the remainder he may re-present. In one of his most honest and quiet of moments for instance, man is resting. He presents with complete honesty what he is: a man resting, or perhaps snoring. By referencing to his representation, a being can become larger than himself. In the same way that a man may point to a flower and claim he made it grow, a being may point to his past and claim that it is himself. The same applies to the future, however because of our limited control over the future, we are here especially vulnerable to mis-representation, and therefore a dishonest self-concept. I warn against definition through future accomplishments.


As the image is constructed across time it comforts the ego. The very existence of self as a concept allows us to contemplate and assess ourselves. We may see: "here is my honesty, my patience, my adoration for peanut butter." The ability to conceptualize, and thus understand or explain ourselves is the first comfort provided by the existence of a self concept. The second, is the very existence of the self-concept, as it opposes the condition of otherwise being- and nothing more. As the image is further reinforced and hardened, we become increasingly attached to it. Becoming more confident of the correctness of our self-concept. Indeed we take great pleasure in moments of congruency between an actual event and our image. In the event that we speak the truth, are patient, or enjoy peanut butter, we compare the actual to the image. When the ego speaks: "The event and the image are congruent." we feel good and correct about ourselves. The issue is then raised, do we enjoy things for the manor in which they reinforce our identity, or do we enjoy things in themselves?

While rewarding to the ego, congruency is not necessary for individuals. Indeed, who can say that they've never experienced a moment of nostalgia when describing themselves?

A perfect congruency can only happen in extraordinary times when we cannot fathom past and future in relation to ourselves. The problem with words like 'congruency' and their negation is that the positive always describes so pathetic an island, while the negation claims the ocean. To make sense of this, congruency in representation must be viewed relatively. As any image is likely to call upon things from past, present, and future, the present image may not represent the entire image. If we were to call such representation dishonest, we would have to place such a descriptor on all images and self-concepts. Because describing all humans as dishonest in absolutes terms both devalues the word of honesty, and is plain rude, I choose against this path. Instead, consider congruency as a spectrum, one of it's extreme's being the present, and the other extremity is the first encounter with the thing describing the being. Incongruency here means describing a being with something outside of the being's experience.

To strive for congruency is similar to striving for any other ideal: The desire to sustain the unwieldy goal dissolves the possibility to acheive it. Trapped is the perfectly congruent man, since he cannot dream of himself in the future, nor fantasize of his past. His life is ever present, leering at him from across the table. Because such an honest guest is hard to bear, we cannot stare for very long. We reach left and right for things at hand, things to clutter the table, block the view from the honest onlooker.

All these attempts for congruency, pleasure, and definition serve the same end: Increasing the being's confidence in his self-concept.  

3.2 Growing Correctness as the path to Imposing Directive.

As the idol is repeatedly defined, the being may observe it's self-object and become increasingly comfortable with it's existence. We grow more certain about what this idol is. When we are 'in question', we can readily answer by observing the pre-constructed idol. "Ah yes, I am wise cat, a word acrobat, and this and that." And as we answer more quickly, and grow more certain, we begin to see the first sign of imposing character; A sense of correctness about the ego-image.

Expression is born from the being's sense of correctness about his ego-image, and indeed all that it is and feels. Imposing is a powerful stance. It leads to the manipulation of our world. The ideals embedded in a person's ego-concept may include the creation of art, sex, love, intoxication, building, just as much as it may include ideals of uniform sober abstinence, and destruction. To impose is to demand a yield from things outside the ego-image. It is the will to change, edit, influence the outer world.

And indeed, what is 'will', but the imposing of one's own correctness upon the world and others?

On The Highest Organic Virtue

0.Begin, I say, by vomiting words and ideas shamelessly on your internet plate. You will not serve this dish to anyone.
Can you make a good dish with a base of vomit?

This time I observe virtue, and surely fear of


1. I am brought into the quest. The necessity for expression. Drawn to the very nexus of our human activity. The fuel of ambition, the 'Need-to things'. Here we stand in the stew of 'need to'. Not so much paralyzed as uninformed. Uninformed of our condition, of our 'need-to' things and it's 'why?'.

Why create things? Is this a worthy question to ask when observing art?

So we make it up.

Virtuous learning.
Learning

3.Willingness to grow by being influenced by others..../

Note on Expose

I claim nothing, I am everything, insomuch as I am potential.

7. Play

A man sits at a table in an otherwise empty room. His plate is empty. The table is empty, save for the infinite variety of condiments stacked and scattered upon it. Now he sees them. They become demanding of him, each with it's own noticeable gravity, competing and colliding with each other like matter in the center of the universe. The condiments demand from him, imposing, growing, squeezing the air from the room. They would deflate if only he could stand.

But he cannot. So he lifts his hand from his plate to his mouth, and takes a slow bite, dazed by the lights of the universe before him.

The Play ends here.

5. Expose

 Whereas the imposing disposition deals with confidence in ego-image and targets the alteration of the world in accordance with this image, the exposed disposition instead targets the being it's self for change. This is the mood of openness, flexibility in ego-image, and the mood of learning. Here, we let ourselves be pushed and changed by the forces around us, whether it be people, argument, art, nonsense, etc. or a lovely combination of such things.

It is a dynamic mood. One of uncertainty and questioning. Here the 'nothing more' is not silenced by the flamboyant correctness of the ego, it is as present as the invisible potential for death which surrounds us in each of our most mundane of days. It is a mood opposing the finity of definition. Instead, in this open disposition, we find ourselves limitless to what we may be: I claim nothing, I am everything, insomuch as I am potential.

Such striving to behold a thing as infinite may be an odd and admirable goal. It has it's share of problems. We may attempt two routes. The first is the cluttered infinite defining of a thing, indeed paradoxical. The second is to strip all meaning from the thing, rendering it no-thing, beyond the defining word 'nothing'. This second attempt leading to anxiety.

In the first we behold an object, and with futility, 'begin' to behold it in each of it's possible defined forms towards infinity. We may begin by taking a tea cup for instance, and describing it first as 'tea-cup' then as 'bowl' and then as 'hammer', 'garbage', 'love', 'freedom', 'horse-nest' and so forth into everything so remote and obscure. And too, in order for our beholding to be open, this object must be understood in a balanced way. It can be no more 'tea-cup' than it is 'hammer' or 'love'. Meanwhile, as we describe this once 'tea-cup', now infinite thing, we can begin to see it shrinking. It shrinks and shrivels under the weight of our absurd endeavor. Here we are crushing it into everything, one definition at a time. The attempt however fails us humans immediately with the decision to attempt to see the object as infinite way to begin with. This desire to see a thing infinite, being a disposition and the one which is guiding our endeavor, ends up sabotaging our balanced crushing of the object. At the very least, the exercise may serve as a flawed replica of a thing infinite.

8. Notes

1. Perhaps I'm being a douche with words.

2. A naughty professor of mine once made the argument that students should be more confident in themselves. I couldn't disagree more.

3.

0. Play

A man sits at a table in an otherwise empty room. His plate is empty. The table is empty, save for the infinite variety of condiments stacked and scattered upon it. The man cannot see the condiments, they are too small, unimposing, and he is distracted by his mind. The wisdom of fast-food philosophers ride, speeding though his mind, Screaming: "You are what you eat".

The Play begins here.

Lov3

Perhaps I'll understand better when I'm younger.

( I later understood that nothing could have been further from the truth.)

Relativism

Makes the world difficult to understand. If we seek all truth to be relevant to the being, how can we understand each other. We would have to approach each human being supposedly thinking nothing of them. Such silly naivety acts as THAT. Naivety. We cannot understand more about the person by avoiding the truths we know about them already.

The architect series

- Advocates
- Philosophers
Two architects have their speeches. Transition "This is where you and I differ you see, you would delve the caves of the earth and mine the gold there, taking armfuls of the stuff and pressing each raw chunk deep into the chests of those around you. And here is where I need you, see, for without your supply, I would have to find my own supply of the stuff, and more importantly, without your feverish mining, there wouldn't be any empty mines, free from shimmering distractions, where I could hide for ages and craft the most delicate golden statuettes."

Fuel for the cause (On independence)

How much of your actions are caused by your seeking of approval of those around you?

(G#2)

Of course you are self conscious. You live for the gallery! You are driven by your insecurities! Meanwhile I walk through this house of glass. I want to see you, and you want to walk, but we cannot relate. You lost your legs to crystals and I see through you.

A New Religion

We have such pretty manuals on living. Books on routined striving. Here the poor, uneducated individual may bath in the ideal mapped out for him. Perhaps we have trouble with our 'thou shalts', rules and such because they represent ideals. Peace. Love. Balance. These are common. Satanism strives for ideals of greed, narcissism and hedonism. Even existentialism dedicates itself to creativity and coping. What of a religion that seeks to represent humanity for what we are instead of what we should be?

A new religion, one that explains humanity. We like salt, sugar, sex, violence, intoxication, recognition, companionship, art, beauty, beer, sleep. etc. What if we prayed to a god made in our image?

Holy Fucking Shit.

They are incapable of it. I need a name for these people!

Function

Know it's function, know it's form. Know it's form, know it's soul. And of the function of the soul; To have function.

In the Land of Education

Here you present your solution, that people must be educated, and when you spoke I laughed and laughed until tears ran down my face and my grimace looked like a frown. "We must show people how wrong they are." This is your solution. "They must be made aware!" You spoke as if you were aware of yourself. And when all are aware of your plight, you will call it a victory, as you have succeeded morally in distributing the wrongness of others. Now aware, the others can comply with your will or be incorrect and enrage your incompetent will. And I ask; To what degree would you change this world of yours? Would you change it after your victory? No, you have won when you've expose those that are incorrect. That is the range of your awareness campaign. You would not impose your will further.
"People have a right to be stupid"
Unbalanced as you may be considering your campaign started on a different foot.

Wurd up yo,

Today I find you talking and myself listening, and believe it to be wonderful that I may receive information from your monologue. I hear your meaning. Your words bounce around the room, and now I filter them for their purpose. The second conversation, the utility of your words which are too often unrelated to the semantics of your sentence. They are poorly disguised turtles in a crowd of cows, stumbling and betraying the unity of your words. "Moo, moo" you might say, but the turtles have no time to waste talking as a cow might. Instead, they listen and categorize your sentences into "senses". And they whisper to me the intentions of your sentences; "sense of accomplishment, sense of pride, sense of shame, sense of power". They plot to categorize and simplify each sentence you speak into hexes, so that they only need to look upon their back to understand you. Still there is man beyond turtle, and he looks on your intentions and has but three categories for your words. He calls your every word; god, self, and art, and he often confuses the similar three.

2. Turtles

I wish to praise a certain type of knowledge without using the same tired and sagging architectural metaphors for describing where our minds live. Let me describe a heaven for ideas. Here knowledge is crafted responsibly. Rather than praising it for it's height, we always praise it for it's weight. We are searching in the ground for something worthwhile. We are always playing in the sand. Cities consist of short structures with low ceilings and wide doors. It is here that philosophy lives. It resemble a city built by turtles.
With this ideal in mind, I find it responsible to first praise the sand in which I currently find myself playing. Here I make the following assumptions:

a. I assume the existence of a process within my being which seeks to defend and often conceal things from me. This we can call ego.

b. A being is able to conceptualize it's self. It can have a self-image, a representation of it's self, a sense of identity.

c. A being has no inherent purpose.

d. Meaninglessness is scary. The purposelessness of a being is also scary.

e. Finding oneself stripped of a self-concept can lead one to being anxious, to feel meaningless.

The incorrectness of any of these assumptions shatters the rest of the perspective.

We may now begin observing the two states of being. In the first, the being's self-concept is rigid. In this state he learns nothing, but acts and bends the world to his will. We will call this state 'imposing'. In the second state, his self-concept is vulnerable to change. Here he can learn and absorb from whatever is at hand. We will call this a state of 'exposure'.

Glass Man

and when you pass it, it looks at your back with ferocious lust, and wants you only to look again upon it. and like all art, pottery, glass, it would shatter before you rather than be ignored.
Oh driven man, why do you want to be made of glass?

1. Granted

So obvious are the things I will be talking about, that we may call the subject matter 'commonness' or even 'the readily visible'. It is therefore something accessible, and perceivable through everything we do. And this kind of observation of what is seen and already visible we may call perspective.

Perhaps you've recently experienced a moment of significant growth, where you saw something you didn't before, or in blissful perfection, grasped a thing so well that it altered you. The altering realization was one of attention, of noticing something. In that noticing, the previously unknown is realized, it is moved into something no longer taken for granted. This is un-granted, it is wisdom.
By this definition, wisdom finds itself already mired. Aphorisms are king of grantedness, providing the one considering it with near immediate 'understanding' of the topic 'in question'. This form of understanding is often shallow. As it is understood, it is now moved back from consideration into grantedness. Our challenge is to prolong the state of 'in question' regarding our topic before resigning ourselves to understanding it.

The topic in question is teaching. The teaching done before obvious constructs of academics. One often chooses to be taught when pursuing academic goals or careers, but we certainly are not always choosing to be taught about death, loneliness, and general incorrectness. Perhaps one has a choice whether or not to learn from these experiences, but we cannot say we always have a choice about the teacher in question. Furthermore, it is absurd to think that one always has the ability to teach willfully or accurately. Certainly one reason for living is not teaching the ones we love about our death, and certainly we will be forced to teach our loved ones of this in time.
Verily the things we teach to others and will be taught are partly out of our control. This influencing of each other is largely an invisible thing.  But we see new things with new perspectives. As we see the invisible, such things are moved out of being taken for granted. This is an essay on my perspective of the disposition of teaching and that of learning. Something I call 'to be imposing' and 'to be exposed'. I'll begin with the assumptions of such a perspective and follow with the dispositions themselves.

Influentials

I'll place a thingy I wrote up here in a little while. </vague>
It's got five parts and it's on it's third of infinite drafts. I doubt it's a thing I'll ever be able to 'finish'. 'll put the first three parts up sometime soon.

Here are the people that have influenced me greatly over this last year while I was writing the thing.

Abraham Maslow - Motivation and Personality

Devin Townsend - and the song 'Heaven Send' in particular.

Martin Heidegger - 'To think is to confine yourself to a single thought that one day stands still like a star in the world's sky.'

Friedrich Nietzsche - On Reading and Writing.

(Self Overcoming) Overcoming

I've created this blog to record things of wonder that I've found useful, and things that I've found useless and beautiful. Ideally, I'll post things that I've found useful and beautiful, such as the act of wondering.

Shamelessness is what I'm going for. First, because shame is a stifling emotion. Second, because I've no reason to be thus far. Given that shaming will come from carelessness which invites criticism, I should either avoid criticism, or be stiflingly careful.
If I have no readers, then I have no criticism (other than my own).
If I have no criticism, then I have no reason to be careful.
If I have no reason to be careful, then I can say what I want freely.
I have no readers.
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