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Camus, of course

Which philosopher are you?
Your Result: Sartre/Camus (late existentialists)
 

The world is absurd. No facts govern it. We live well once we truly accept the world's absurdity. YOU give our life's meaning, and YOU control your world.

(see Nietzsche for very closely tied beliefs)

--This quiz was made by S. A-Lerer.

Nietzsche
 
Early Wittgenstein / Positivists
 
Plato (strict rationalists)
 
Immanuel Kant
 
W.v.O. Quine / Late Wittgenstein
 
Aristotle
 
Which philosopher are you?
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It still lives!


Would the lovely Lady Rhoda please give me a phone call? A power outage caused all of my data to disappear, so I have lost your numbers. I am doing well, and I apologize for not updating. I will try to do better. Honest.

FCGST (sensory mode naked and unabashed)
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    MLA "Hymn 1"
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Drained, But Stabile


After a minor breakdown, I have returned to The Manor.
Sorry for not posting anything in forever, but there is only so much one can put into words, you know.

Oddly, my brother (eight years my senior) was just diagnosed with the same arthritic condition I was diagnosed with over a decade ago. It's hereditary, of course. (For those of you keeping score, this is my good brother Dave and not that evil troll-like thing.)

It has been much too long since DD has come to visit. We stay in touch regularly, but the price of gasoline has made her visiting nearly impossible.

I am really getting sick of Top Ramen.

The Manor continues to stand, and within it's walls I continue to lurk. I hear thunder. The sky is darkening. Soon, rain.

FCGST (sensory mode still, before the storm)
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"The hidden anti-evil shroud of Duncan" is way cooler than you think!


An old friend (N.B.S. era/pre-Toastyfried) has been in contact with me and things are in stasis. Well, moving somewhere, but practically stationary. But, this is exciting and strangely motivating for me. I have always felt most motivated by treading a thin line between stability and chaos. Emotionally, I am doing better than I have in a long while. The re-emergence of a friend from the "art-magic" days has transformed nostalgia into actual moments of time-travel, shifting backwards into that decadance of our past that I had become so detached from. This is a good thing. Don't scoff, but I feel like Henry Miller embarking on a voyage of reckless discovery with Anais Nin. It's like building bridges between the romantic and the pornographic, or the sacred and profane, or something. We've been watching films and quoting texts and really recreating the very essence of what we believed in before we'd gotten so old, and that has been quite rejuvenating! To get old and break down together, only to spark some mad alchemy that takes you back thirty years... well, it is an amazing process. I am so aware of what Baudelaire meant when he said whether with wine or song or poetry or sex one must always be drunk. Drunk on poetry. Drunk on sex. Intoxicated by the very process. And so, for now, it seems stationary, but it is a good place to be still... just inches before the coming tempest.

FCGST (sensory mode plexus)
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Suicide Warnings


The following are common warning signs of suicide.

Being preoccupied with death and dying.
Withdrawing from friends and/or social activities.
Having a recent, severe loss (especially a relationship), or threat of a significant loss.
Experiencing drastic changes in behavior.
Losing interest in hobbies, work, school, etc.
Preparing for death by making out a will (unexpectedly) and final arrangements.
Giving away prized possessions.
Having attempted suicide before.
Taking unnecessary risks; be reckless and/or impulsive.
Losing interest in their personal appearance.
Increasing their use of alcohol or drugs.
Expressing a sense of hopelessness.
Being faced with a situation of humiliation or failure.
Having a history of violence or hostility.
Having been unwilling to "connect" with potential helpers.

Remember: it is always okay to intervene if you suspect someone is at risk. Currently, approximately 85 people per day commit suicide. While most suicides can not be anticipated or prevented, some can be. Simply offering aid, kindness, or encouragement to a fellow in crisis might mean the difference between life and death.

FCGST
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Merry Christmas

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23rd of December, 1941.
Bob Hope leads an all-star ensemble performing for approximately two-thousand Navy men. It is a Christmas special being broadcast by NBC. Bob Hope says, "Tomorrow morning most of these boys will be headed to the South Pacific. Think of the perks, boys! C-rations can't be worse than the food here at base." (laughter) "When I arrived today I went to the Mess Hall and asked for a fillet. They said, Shetland or Palomino?" (more laughter)
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I hope all of you have a wonderful holiday. I know that many of you have had a lot of sorrow and difficulty this year. I certainly have. My holiday wish is that we all be reminded of the good things in our lives. Let's hope 2008 is a good year. Best wishes, and merry Christmas!
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Methods (non-linear)

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DD is coming by this week, and I am going to try to get KCF to come at the same time (so maybe we can go over some of the details of what really happened during our respective lives together). She is so much more organized than I am, and she has a neatly filed history through objects, images, and artifacts, which combined with my recall (and that of KCF) has helped us in piecing together what I hope will eventually become something of a biograph thing. Another project on the works. My last entry was a fragment born from said project.
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"Art" seems to have become a dirty word around a lot of people these days. And when you select from coincidence the things that seem like displacements of reason, you begin to imagine some kind of cosmic synchronicity exists between us. So, we keep records, journals, files, albums, and so forth, and we try to cull a history from the wreckage, hoping that it bears a kind of accuracy. If you could fold human beings into one another, the flesh being like paper and the nerve endings being like words, you would have an idea of what it feels like to pursue this work with DD.
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Sometimes one or the other of us will recall an event or occurrence and it will trigger amazing sensual impulses, pulling us back quite vividly to a point in time which is relived with crystal clarity. Just today, on the telephone, DD found a clipping regarding a boy that we were in 8th grade with, and it manifested in the actual smells of boys locker room and baking bread from the cafeteria just beyond that. Then a cool breeze, and I was actually walking in my body at age 14 to the edge of Bramen Avenue. I am not at all sure of how this works, but it is no mere hallucination. Unlike psychedelic experiences where the present stimulus is merely amplified, what DD and I seem to have tapped into is something like playing a cassette that plays flesh and nerves and all senses instead of just words and images. She seems to be able to manifest in me a kind of biosensurround, if there can even be such a thing.
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Have I told you lately that I love you? We are connected.
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Yes, I am pondering the beyond and the meanings of why and how and all of that. What the skeptic would surely dismiss as mere coincidence seems too severe to ignore. That DD and I and KCF and Dave (my bro) were positioned together, and even when thrust apart became remerged, is too much for me to believe "coincidence". I am reminded of how only a small zoning error kept Rhoda from our circle for a few years, but that even then, she and I were brought together via KCF on "the night of the weird couplings". And if you don't know already the strange story of how we came to know Peter and Randy, which lead to the meeting of most of the rest of you, well... again, it was all so much more than what I could ever dismiss as coincidence. And now DD has tapped into this brain cassette phenomena. Weird stuff.
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Just as cut-ups merged past and future for Burroughs and Gysin, so now does our very existence act as a medium for a kind of time travel. And if that can happen for a couple of kids who never learned how to grow up, then what might be possible for the rest of the world if they tried?
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Could this phenomena be at all related to remote viewing? What are the pathways taken during a remote viewing experience? Are they the same as the sensory manifestation of memory? And how do we formulate something we can not fully comprehend?
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Read any good books lately?
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FCGST (sensory mode experimental)
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