nuff and stonsense

April 6, 2014 at 4:24pm
1 note

The self defeating idea we’re running in a simulation

We’re running in a universe wide simulation which allows us to have the idea we’re in a simulation. Therefore, at some point in the future, we ourselves will run a simulation that will start off pretty crap, and have glitches in it like dark matter and X factor.

Then, as it gets refined, we’ll finally understand life is the emergent phenomena that can only be described with symbols. Something, something, god.

0 notes

Why solipsism is bollocks unless perceived as a time series

Solipsism means there’s nothing but you, and everything you perceive is conjured up out of your imagination.

Then at least there is you and your imagination. You that perceives things, and your imagination that sets up things for you to perceive.

So either your imagination is an entirely separate being with its own obscure agenda for arranging events for you, or it’s you, slightly in the future, being a dick.

0 notes

The inability to be a hermit

There’s some primal urge to be alone that can’t be done, because cutting off all connections means probably eaten by bears.
Life as an idea of parameters accepted takes definition from the boundaries.
For example, you can’t have an inside without an outside to keep it in.
You can’t have nice things, because that they are nice is not defined by you.
That’s my fucking juniper bush is predicated on your acceptance of the consensual illusion that juniper bushes exist, they are mine and not yours, and therefore you exist.

April 1, 2014 at 9:27pm
68 notes
Reblogged from stephanocardona

Up The Slope by jameskhoo



Up The Slope by jameskhoo


(via parlatorio)

2 notes
Reblogged from fredkiesche

Bernal Alpha: 2014: March Readings →


In like a lion…out like a lion.

That one

0 notes

0 notes

0 notes

On the fucking thing

On the idea that I haven’t got anything to say
That makes a mountain of this mole hill
This tiny amount of grey belief tokens that you can get
From the square deal fuck knuckle
Who passes them out just down the stares
The wall eyed mendicant with squeezed out eye
Looking like he hasn’t the broken fritillary

1 note
Reblogged from intuitseethe



We all have a thing
That wills us to stop being human
For long enough to manipulate
Our actions to produce more food
For the fully satiated

We all have a reason to beg
For forgiveness for a thing
We’re unsure ever mattered
But we must believe it did
To justify our suffering

Top tee

1 note