It's not so much that people are idiots as that personhood is idiocy.
Which, by the way, had me wondering about this history of the word 'idiot', culminating in finding this:
The Clinical History of 'Moron,' 'Idiot,' and 'Imbecile' | Merriam-WebsterI just found it interesting they once stood in relative ranking.
Time to head out to a wine bar, then a beer bar where our aforementioned old friend is serving up the great Mediterranean food from his truck.
Entropy is the fraying and weakening of illusion.
A friend of ours drove his Mediterranean food truck to our town last night to share his unparalleled cuisine with people in our locale: first at some event in a park, second outside a local brewery.
We're extremely excited to be sharing him with new friends here.
Temptation to email others just to say I enjoyed their posts/site/blog, but that's some classic being in the world *and* of it that typically leads to the hell of other people. That I enjoy their writing in ways never has implied they'll not be psychopaths in other ways, as the <inexpressible> calls its attention back in varieties of ways, including scary.
Then again, an opportunity to remain inwardly attention directed amidst seeming interactions of seeming selves/persons/individuals... but that thought could easily be the temptation being more creative with respect to engendering "of it"-ishness toward the dream often called the world.
The house we've inhabited since July of 2024 is unbelievably peaceful. I've never heard so much potential to hear pins dropping.
It's not at all free from entropy, though. My gosh, what it takes to maintain an orderly life.
Is it worth the effort?
Well, obviously in areas where otherwise food poisoning or other environmental factors antithetical to biological life might gain the upper hand.
But beyond that, there seems a twofold benefice to orderliness, both related to mental health.
For me, anyway.
First, clutter increases mental distress for me. There's a sense of being under siege.
Second, the activity of de-cluttering keeps mind that much more off "my" "self".
Win win.
Which brings "me" to the context of what I'm doing this moment, including a sneaking suspicion that writing is a rosy label we put on increasing mental clutter.
I know, I know. Some say it's a clear of the mind, or of issues that need to "get out".
But, I don't know. There's a lot of effort involved, and most of it is struggling with decisions, which might also be called struggling with the plague of the illusion called free will. Choosing torments. And it's rooted in a belief there's a free-willed individual to be doing it.
So, I dunno. On the one hand, it seems I have to do it or I'd go nuts. On the other, it seems writing is a fast path to going nuts.
Loss loss....
Not much action at monitor places between going to bed last night and awakening this morning. After filtering out those that had no titles (I could explain why, but it's too complicating, which would guarantee you'd not know what I was talking about anyway, so why bother?):
1) "day one. new chapter. "
For starters, I kind of look down on those who post paragraphs or titles that end in whitespace, as though they couldn't have been bothered to clean up such. Reasonable assumption in that light: what else did their lazy ass not bother to make an effort for their reader(s)?
Yeah.. "new", and yet I'm pretty sure we all understand it's going to be way closer to "same old" than new. But go ahead and say it, go ahead and project that hope/attitude. It may stoke the feeling for a season. But the higher one artificially rises, the heard one falls from such artifice.
Better to even the keel.
2) "Welcome to VoyageX AI: Leading the Future of Maritime Technology with Advanced AI Solutions"
Too old to care. I know it'll be disappointing crap until I'm gone anyway, because software capabilities are always overstated in order to make money (commercial case) or have followers (FOSS case). Get thee hence, overstatements!
3) "Temple of Accumulated Error"
Cute. But the notion embodied in the last couple words entice despondency for having seen so much hope decay to the realization of naivety over a lifetime.
4) "SpellBinding: CEILOTV Wordo: WIVES"
I'm not sure the word 'spellbinding' and the word 'wives' belong in the same sentence. Arguably, the last thing one wants is to be bound by spells of a wife.
5) "133-mph 133 mph"
I'm pretty sure I've gone over 100mph just once in my life, clinging to a cousin driving his first motorcycle. I remember exactly where we were, can picture it like it was yesterday.
Makes me think a winning remembering things strategy is to inject fear while taking whatever it is in.
6) "China tightens export controls on rare earth metals used for chipmaking — country now requires exporters to detail how they use restricted materials "
Of course.
7) "The Fediverse has empowered me to take back control from Big Tech. Now I want to help others do the same."
Don't need no Fediverse to do that. That's just more idolatry, putting procrastinatory faith in some otherness to do what one could have done if not wasting time worshipping a methodology.
Something like that. I don't know. This posting thing becomes tiring sooooooo quickly.....
Mind got a little crazy last night, but it was a heck of a long day, and senses began driving an overall state closer to madness than calm, methodical reality. Just wanted it to stop. Yelling back at the invasion seemed an option.
Except nothing helps works but letting go of the me attracting it all.
The more I wanted peace, the more the world screamed.
Needed to not be a self wanting peace, but <how come it can't be said?>.
Getting upset betrays lack of faith in behind the within. In "be still, and know 'I AM, God'".
It's just always that simple.
re: saturday-4
do it. loveeee the cold email, personally, at least. i share the feeling but said aloud it's ridiculous to be afraid to compliment someone. as an exercise of my bravery i compliment a person today, and i mean it too.
related: i love your writing. though i'll admit i haven't read all of it.