On language: on controlling and being controlled

/Thought I see as the incarnation of language.

Incarnated by what? In what way?

/Not reason alone. You know?

Yup, I dig it.

/And language is wild, relatively speaking.

Agreed.

/Thought would be the the raw bits of imagery that reason manipulates in its function.

To nitpick, I don't think reason manipulates anything if you follow me. Reason can be implemented by will but is a tool or an act, not a source of intent. At least that's my call, what do you think?

/You said something like that- "the act of reasoning" but to me it sounds backwards.

Yeah me too I think I corrected myself.

/Reason sounds more like a monitor. The act of counseling or channeling, like a sieve or a bottleneck.

I thought this pretty much summed it up:

"Reason is real-time implementation of awareness in a manner that attempts consistency with comprehension derived from previous reasoning. A cumulative process."

Here I'll try to clarify with modification:

Reason is real-time implementation of awareness in a manner that attempts to integrate the object(s) of focus in one's current awareness into a pre-existing inter-relationship of concepts in one's mind in a manner that it is consistent with those relationships, thus adding / altering the structure itself continuously cumulatively.

/Its as if thoughts skit around like little neutrinos or tachyons until there's some chlorine molecules there to stop and direct them.

One's awareness doesn't dissipate just because one fails to exert the will of focus - hence skitting. I think awareness and thought both have momentum. Sometimes those momentums are aligned, sometimes they're out of whack.

/Choice would be hestitation.

Pause to contemplate a branch(ing)?

/Instinct is autonomous monotony and with nothing to 'sweeten it' or awaken it, if you follow, instinct goes on click-clack-tacking in the illusion of will.

How do you know it's an illusion? I hate to quothe the matrix but indeed the illusion is difficult to separate from the reality in the case of will.

/Remember I wrote about the click-clack-tack of the instinct engine and the smooth hum of the intellect one?

Of course.

/Choice is a stop in the madness, some kind of intellect awake enough to breed skepticism. ITS KIND OF LIKE THIS.

Choice is just a branch where a loop of uncertainty might loom. Depends on your "geometry" so to speak.

/Ego is a slippery motherfucker. Give me a second. Hmmmm.....

Take as many as you need.

/Now we've got thought and we've got choice, right?

Yeah okay.

/What draws them together is the magnetism of 'self-awareness'.

I disagree, I think choice is implicit to thought. It wouldn't be thought without choice. That's what separates it from the clickety clack in a sense don't you think? I see it as self-awareness begot thought begot choice, one cannot be without the others. They are an inherent trinity in this context.

/The more and more these come together....the more and more that we become conscious to knowing that we know, its as if you feel all the parts of your humanity or being enter each other and you feel all your 'personality' concentrate itself to a point. You feel an individuality. An ego.

Hmm.. from that perspective I think ego is fallout from consequence. Can you see that? Ego develops in kids in the first six months of life though it's quite simple at the time. Ego is the result of the realization that crying yields food. It is heightened when it is further realized that crying gets a change of diaper. As consequence is experience, ego is created from the choices you make and their result in the validity you feel in the accuracy of your mind's ability to cope as it encounters stimulous.

Wow I just had the thought "oh my fucking god I'm 'riffing' definitions with an invisible typist". That was pathetic. Regardless what do you think of all that there?

/Left hand, two fingers: choice
/Right hand, two fingers: thought
/Together, that illusory new angle on top: ego.

/See? Please tell me you see.

I definately see, but had to twist it the way that allows me to see it. I think I changed it in doing so. Do you think I made it better, worse or just missed it?

/I don't know how else to explain 'ego' but in terms of a mental voice. You have one yes? So do I.

Of course.

/And its this voice that 'guides' me that has me feeling I have a soul(moo...whatever).

Yes exactly. (note that just because we realize this doesn't mean that we don't *shrug*)

/Its with this individuality that life and action seem free.

Okay.

/This voice is nothing without words to carry it in and I get to thinking.......what are words? Ephemara. Language is an abstract.

Yes but the abstract is real in the sense that it does exist as an abstract. I don't think physicality is a necessity for "existence" on a fundamental level. Physicality does exist in terms of language in that the brain has somehow physically encoded it into a mind, but it is the content - the FEELING that is truly abstract yet I know to exist in that I type this to you now. Rambling. Pardon.

/That's what lead me to thinking that 'ego' was an illusion by means of a mental voice.

Why illusion? When you watch a film it's real that the film affects you no?

/See?

Except for the necessity of the illusion, certainly.

/But religion doesn't call it 'ego'. It calls it either a spirit, a soul, an archangel, a cherub or a Seraph or a guardian angel.

You don't need all this to illustrate clearly that idea of a soul has no merit. It's quite simple. No data. Make up whatever and it's no more specific than anything else. Theories and such. Bah, it takes a while but I don't think this strengthens or weakens religion's argument. It is shot before getting started. Argument from authority.

/That's what I'm trying to weasel after.

I'm aware but I think this is the wrong path for that one as I've mentioned. Simply too far and unrelated. I dunno, give me your thoughts and we'll continue if you'd like.

/Only science calls it an ego.

There is only one leap of faith that can be logically justified: Faith in reason (as logic is a subset). After all, it's reasonable to be reasonable. Hehe.

/And this ties into my trying to explain the gods away via language or ego.

Gods are easily explained away without all this trouble, but I sure enjoy the topic regardless.

/Ditto. Along the lines of how I tried to explain it.

Okay then.

/Yes, and Freud can lick me.

Don't you think his tongue would be a little dry (being dead and all)?

/His idea of an ego was something like an angsty teen snot wacking off to a naked pic of his mother.

Yes it's mostly that well, freud had it somewhat together but IMO attempted to create concrete associations that were only valid as generalizations or analogies.

/We're talking stability here. What has you and me thinking we're individuals and thinking we're both real people despite being "disembodied typists hundreds of miles away nowhere".

I think I nailed it pretty good but who knows, maybe you or someone else will take issue with it.

/Yup.

Werd.

/Now you see where I'm at? Yes? No? Maybe so?

I think so, do you see where I'm at now?

It's funny with all this talk about ego I was just thinking (regarding the topic at hand) "you know, we're quite good at this (referring to gendy and i)" LOL. Ah, that's amusing.
 
This is what you could come up with? Between you and Mephura? Pathetic.

Thats.....right. Color me stupid --------------
I already did.

Idiot. Everything I've said that agrees with you is becuase I agreed with you. Don't misplace yourself.
Moron. Re-read

Its Ceaser or nothing. And its always a Pee Wee that can't stand this.
The difference between Ceasar and you, or you and I, is that you are simply that: EGO. But 'tis is a false ego begotten by delusion. In essence, no substance.

I asked that you come back, sure. All women are stupid. Its a curse in life that I happen to be one.
You lie.

As I thought you would, you dodged everything. You accused me of bullshit and when I showed it as simply that--bullshit, you dodged, screamed, etc. I expected exactly that. The hypocrisy in you calling me a "Free Thoughts" bromide is amazing, considering most of my posts are from WE&B excepting my "Awards thread, and yours, well shit....;)

In delusion you wish to live, and so in delusion you shall remain. Insecure bastard bitching about 'popularity contests" when it is all you want--what with your incessant bullshitting and screaming. Here is some ego DE-fertilizing dung for you: "Every sensation, therefore, and likewise every reality in the[field of] appearance, however small it may be, has a degree, that is, an intensive magnitude which can always be diminished" Kant. "Critique of Pure Reason".

Smack the Bitch.

How many bitch slaps does it take to finally get a deluded freak to accept reality? Many many, many many.

HED
 
Fountainboy:
You accused me of bullshit and when I showed it as simply that—bullshit….
Eu-fucking-reka. You most certainly redefined my take on your earlier “bullshit” being hot caca.

As I thought you would, you dodged everything...... you dodged, screamed, etc. I expected exactly that
Duh-Dodo.

I had already dissected a cunt, down to the dates when it posted. No need for reruns.

Every sensation, therefore, and likewise every reality in the[field of] appearance, however small it may be, has a degree, that is, an intensive magnitude which can always be diminished" Kant. "Critique of Pure Reason".
Other than world peace, anthrax, gonorrhea and beating a pasty geek to proving Fermat’s last theorem, the only other thing that can jerk a chuckle out of me is a lesser quoting from a tedious German that had a stick up his ass half as big as the one up his now.
*snort* KANT *snort*. Silly boy.

Oh yeah....'bromide' belched from someone who's clearly eaten Rand is as predictable as your peed-on machismo.

Here’s something:

“Despair, like the absurd, has opinions and desires about everything in general and nothing in particular. Silence expresses this attitude very well. But from the moment that the rebel finds his voice (more like a cluelss boycotter in our fugly’s case)- even though he says nothing but “no”- he begins to desire and to judge…..He acted under the lash of his master’s whip. Suddenly he turns and he faces him(in our case, 'her'). He opposes what is prefereable to what is not

:: whip::

And since Camus was as good with his sophies as you probably are about staying home alone Friday nights, he brings to mind something that Scheller says about resentment always being colored by envy:

“But one envies what one does not have, while (the gendy’s) aim is to defend what (she) is. One’s aim is not merely claiming some good that one does not possess or of which one is deprived. One’s aim is to claim (self) recognition for something which one has and has already been recognized by (the self) as more important than anything of which one could be envious.”
Read closer: Ceaser or nothing, fuglyboy.

Now, I’d be as fucking boring as you are if I leave off with Camus so here’s a little color for flavor- some kind of mantra to keep warm by the next time I’m kicking your face in:

“He is a living illness”, answered the abbe, “ who makes a business of slandering all the plays and books; he hates the successful ones, as eunuchs hate successful lovers; he’s one of those literary snakes who live on filth an venom……He plunders and not even wittily, the wit of other people! He spoils what he plunders, he’s disgusting! But he’ll never disgust me again! A couple of pages of (our resident fugly fountainboy) have been enough for me”

Of course the madamme Parolignac is being a little vagina about putting a psudo in his place but Voltaire does have a way of putting balls on his madams.



Don’t fuck with your superiors uglyboy…...even if they have a fucking skirt on.

:: sound of a porcelein toilet bowl sweetly flushing in the background::
 
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NEUROFUCKINGTHEOLOGY.

Its got a name! Neurotheology. I’m about to piss on myself but hold on…

Wes:
To nitpick, I don't think reason manipulates anything if you follow me. Reason can be implemented by will but is a tool or an act, not a source of intent. At least that's my call, what do you think?
Along the same lines. The meaning is flexible if you can see we’re both right in thinking the use of a tool, either formal or simple, implies will. Reason cannot exist on its own, and so becomes an extension or echo of source by simply having one. Its redoubles onto itself automatically as soon as there’s anything reasoning.. I think you’d agree.

"Reason is real-time implementation of awareness in a manner that attempts consistency with comprehension derived from previous reasoning. A cumulative process."
Suh-weeeet.

Reason is real-time implementation of awareness in a manner that attempts to integrate the object(s) of focus in one's current awareness into a pre-existing inter-relationship of concepts in one's mind in a manner that it is consistent with those relationships, thus adding / altering the structure itself continuously cumulatively
I took a five minute breather reading this. I’m sure you have something to say about my methods of discourse but goddamndo you get loopy sometimes. But I think I know what you’re getting at and a word screams out to me : Unification.

Know anything about computer programming?

I’m seeing what you’re getting at as a string of data re-injecting itself endlessly in a nested loop. The difference here being that in a deductive, cognitive being this string is no longer static but contantly reinventing itself to those lumps of networks and associations already in inventory.
Feedback loop.
Yes?

One's awareness doesn't dissipate just because one fails to exert the will of focus - hence skitting. I think awareness and thought both have momentum. Sometimes those momentums are aligned, sometimes they're out of whack
Totally disagreed…and this is the big fat difference between the ‘pretty bows’ on your box and those on mine. The “will” is the linchpin in a counciousness that’s taken itself in its own hand to examine itself. Without intent, conceptualization (which I’ve already agreed is common from the ameoba to the panda to the person writing this now) is a tangled mess of noise.
Awareness there has no momentum. At least not one that’s flexible.

Granted we may be wasting our time and we’re both destined to die a couple of proles who failed to ‘wow’ the world and give it an orgasm with our pet theories……but rolling on....

Gendy: /Choice would be hestitation.

Wes:pause to contemplate a branch(ing)?
Yup. A brake in the war machine to stop and inquire on its doings. Therein branches out a curiosity: methodology.

There’s really loads of things we’re agreeing on Wessy, including the “inherent trinity” of choice, thought and awareness. I just don't agree lower animal choose or manipulate beyond the immediate. Here’s another fat juicy piece we both disagree on:
Hmm.. from that perspective I think ego is fallout from consequence. Can you see that? Ego develops in kids in the first six months of life though it's quite simple at the time. Ego is the result of the realization that crying yields food.
That’s not ego. That’s automatic association. Linking need with want and memorializing resuts is not ego. Period. And ego would be that baby musing on the why’s of his crying bringing milk and then asking itself why he’s either the center of attention and how it all came to be that way.

The ego is born by becoming ever more itself, growing more into the vehicle that carries it and imploding to the point where it makes everthing else itself. The world is no longer a place or a planet but his body. And that is his personality.

Wow I just had the thought "oh my fucking god I'm 'riffing' definitions with an invisible typist". That was pathetic. Regardless what do you think of all that there?

I’m not invisible and I just told you.

Ok okk…..I would love to comment on all the other stuff but I think we both know where we both agree and disagree and I’m dying to get to “Neurotheology”….

“Such experiences are very often described in terms that blur the lines between self and 'not-self'; people describe how they are at one with the world or universe, that they no longer existed as separate entities. "

Sweeetttt…..losing sight of what is and what is not. I’d written long ago on something Stuart Vyse tabulated to be common among the superstitious and the sore thumb was misplacement of self or control. Blurring of power and concepts. Obscuring the margins of self with that of the universe or environment.

I’m fucking giddy here, I love that they’re subjecting Francsiscan nuns to a Catscan.

Quick recap: the pareital lobe which is reponisble for distinguishing where your body ends and everything else begins (self from non-self) is ‘blocked’ once a person is entranced in prayer or a mantra, and meanwhile the prefrontal cortex, the area finely tuned to concentration or paying attention is lit up and fucking sizzling with action. Blocking one while another is going on overlaod is the makings for delusions with nothing to keep track of it at its birthing.

The chunk of brain responsible for knowing what is and what’s not is sleeping.

BEAUTIFUL

Here’s another beauty:
“The temporal lobes are located at the lower part of the brain on both the left and right sides, behind the ears. Various parts of it are important for the sense of hearing, for certain aspects of memory, and for emotional behaviour. The middle temporal lobe is specifically responsible for emotions such as joy, awe, and other emotional aspects of 'religious' experience. The lower temporal lobe is the brain's visual association area; it connects images to emotions and memories. It's involved in the process by which images facilitate prayer or meditation. For example, when an image of a cross or an icon triggers a feeling of awe, it is because the brain's visual association area learns to link those images to those feelings. "

Linking those images with those feelings. Wes, wes, wes wes wes….here we go buddy boy: your spiritual sloth shitting food pellets has no mainstay. These monks have a language to describe the ecstacy: timelessness, infinity, nothingness, transesendence, joy, beauty, love. They feel absorbed into His being, they are At One With the Big Guy.
Linking these images with feelings through language and duping the world into spirituality.

We’re not the only ones that like to get high Wessy. Animals are crackwhores too. Ungulates are known to get high off of a kind of grass known as locoweed, felines with catnip and valarian, elk and reindeer with mushrooms, elephants love fermented alchohol and the stimulants in durian fruit. Some in India have even been known to ransack homes where they know achohol is being distilled. Monkeys, apes, and bees…you name it down to the snail we’ve all see on America’s Funniest Videos getting drunk off a Budweiser(thank god for trailer parks and all the hillbillies that have nothing better to do.).

The difference between us and them is the solidifying of these ecstasies in our language. That’s where we’ve gone wrong. And so the tall tales of Moses and Paul, Joan of arc, Mr Poe and Miss Joan of arc. The link you gave me said what all these chumps had in common was epilepsy. Drugs are epileptic.

Am I talking to much or stating the obvious?
 
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i am hurt. you asked ? i replied. is that so bad? why do you hate me so?:(

ps:did you really post pic?
 
Spooky pooh:
i am hurt
Liar. I haven't strangled you yet.
i replied. is that so bad?
Like, *flips hair* yah. You don't even know what the fuck's going on here and that's why you are a thorn in my side baby doll.

why do you hate me so?
Hating and wanting to boil you in a caldron of nitric acid for the giggles are two different things entirely.
Besides.....its you that can't stand me.

ps:did you really post pic?
Yup. Keep digging.

Fountainboy:
.....sang the silenced idiot. Muhahhaha....ha.
 
.....sang the silenced idiot. Muhahhaha....ha.
Idiot. I was replying to Spookz. I didn't feel like pissing on you just yet--- Monday Night Football. Had to get the bladder full so the warm juices can flow over the portruding excesses of fat you call your body.

Now...

]Eu-fucking-reka. You most certainly redefined my take on your earlier “bullshit” being hot caca.
Lying fuck!

I had already dissected a cunt, down to the dates when it posted. No need for reruns.
You disected that stankass black hole of yours you call a cunt? Shit, maybe Mephura will only lose half a body when he penetrates.

Other than world peace, anthrax, gonorrhea and beating a pasty geek to proving Fermat’s last theorem, the only other thing that can jerk a chuckle out of me is a lesser quoting from a tedious German that had a stick up his ass half as big as the one up his now.
Lying fuck! You did not know what the fuck the quote meant. You couldn't differentiate between a bowl of dog shit and your posts, how the hell do you suppose to know any of Fermat's theories?

*snort* KANT *snort*. Silly boy.
I see you are having trouble breathing through my piss on your face.

Oh yeah....'bromide' belched from someone who's clearly eaten Rand is as predictable as your peed-on machismo.
Nitwit. Just as my name is derision, the term was in jest of your moronic compare.

“Despair, like the absurd, has opinions and desires about everything in general and nothing in particular. Silence expresses this attitude very well. But from the moment that the rebel finds his voice (more like a cluelss boycotter in our fugly’s case)- even though he says nothing but “no”- he begins to desire and to judge…..He acted under the lash of his master’s whip. Suddenly he turns and he faces him(in our case, 'her'). He opposes what is prefereable to what is not”
I see again that being the quintessential unimaginative creativity craving fuck, you again copy. Here is something for you: "And they(you) shall scream like battered women when their their lies have been shown. And they(you) shall deny like old men facing death, when their lies have been shown."
Liar. Now go ahead, deny.

And since Camus was as good with his sophies as you probably are about staying home alone Friday nights, he brings to mind something that Scheller says about resentment always being colored by envy:
Stupid fool, you wouldn't understand Camus even through divination. Also, I work on Friday and Saturday nights you pretensious fuck. Envy? Are you fucking insane?

“But one envies what one does not have, while (the gendy’s) aim is to defend what (she) is. One’s aim is not merely claiming some good that one does not possess or of which one is deprived. One’s aim is to claim (self) recognition for something which one has and has already been recognized by (the self) as more important than anything of which one could be envious.”
"All are lunatics, but he who can analyze his delusion is called a philosopher." You are merely delusional.

Read closer: Ceaser or nothing, fuglyboy.
Fuglyboy? Silliness nonsense.

“He is a living illness”, answered the abbe, “ who makes a business of slandering all the plays and books; he hates the successful ones, as eunuchs hate successful lovers; he’s one of those literary snakes who live on filth an venom……He plunders and not even wittily, the wit of other people! He spoils what he plunders, he’s disgusting! But he’ll never disgust me again! A couple of pages of (our resident fugly fountainboy) have been enough for me”
HAH HA AHA AHA AHA HA AH AH AHA HA. The sweet irony. The "porcelein egoed creature" talking about hatred. If this is not delusion, I am not sure what is....

Lie to the ego,
Lie to the self.
Set realities of fantastical wreaths of gold.
Set realities of drones basking in your sweet glory.

Deny, the pungent smell of dung
emamanating from your crown.
Bask in the ghastly silent echo
of your screams.

I shall encourage you...


Don’t fuck with your superiors uglyboy…...even if they have a fucking skirt on.
One lie too many. One you insult females. Two, you aren't superior to even the myriad of flies dancing around your head. Uglyboy? Silliness to be ignored.


Smack the bitch
 
Spooky:
he was commenting on my post nitwit
Fuck you and fuck off.

Fountainboy:
You know....... I can go all caps, bold, italics, rub up some javascript and dress the bitch up with icons but there's really no better way than to go for the jug and deal it directly:

You're barking up the wrong genius buddy boy.

The first quote was from "The Rebel", the second from "Candide" . I've read those men twice, cover to cover and can teach you Camus in my sleep. Save your piss (ha) for the next time you see me copy pasting some Kant from some churlish wannabe website. There will be a blue moon out.

Now that you've proved your inferiority with grade-school humor (stank ass black hole? bowls and dogshit? battered women? What? That's so......cooties), I'm cutting it short and throwing you out with the bathwater:

One:
Shit, maybe Mephura will only lose half a body when he penetrates.
?

For the corny ass motherfucker: Mephura can have me singing your name out and fucking me dry with his hands tied.

Fuglyboy? Silliness nonsense.
Not so. I've seen your jacked up mug already. You almost singed my eyebrows with that black ugly head of yours.

:: cringe ::
 
There's not a damn thing that's fucking foolproof to a talented one. Not even a beautiful language thread.

Blah.

Wes or Mephurio.......the next post is yours.
 
Aren't there enough threads for you in which you two can flame each other? Must your goddamn flame war bleed into every corner of sciforums? Please man, keep it for the flame threads. Don't you think there are enough of them? I can start one for you if you'd like.

*realizes the sheer hopelessness of this request*
 
Wessy:
Aren't there enough threads for you in which you two can flame each other? Must your goddamn flame war bleed into every corner of sciforums?

Now, unless you'd like to feel the stab of a screwdriver in your ear will you try and boss me again.
"Kidding."

Fountainboy erred and I called out his folly. All about fools and the pretty bullets I shoot through their forehead. 'tis over, my lord. Scattered lacteal fluid.....hopefully.

Back to languagings.
 
/Its got a name! Neurotheology. I’m about to piss on myself but hold on…

You can thank Cris. It was he that started that thread. Glad to have had a hand in you almost pissing yourself though. ;)

/Along the same lines. The meaning is flexible if you can see we’re both right in thinking the use of a tool, either formal or simple, implies will. Reason cannot exist on its own, and so becomes an extension or echo of source by simply having one. Its redoubles onto itself automatically as soon as there’s anything reasoning.. I think you’d agree.

Indeed.

/Suh-weeeet.

/I took a five minute breather reading this. I’m sure you have something to say about my methods of discourse but goddamndo you get loopy sometimes.

Where is that loopy? You should study it for months. You'll see that it's merely a re-statement of that which you'd said "suh-weeeet" to, but clarified somewhat. Here is is again:

"Reason is the real-time implementation of awareness in a manner that attempts to integrate the object(s) of focus in one's current awareness into a pre-existing inter-relationship of concepts in one's mind in a manner that it is consistent with those relationships, thus adding / altering the structure itself continuously and cumulatively."

The main difference was in the first one I failed to really state how it relates to itself clearly. Eh, really I just expounded the notions of comprehension and previous reasoning. Same sentence in essence.

/But I think I know what you’re getting at and a word screams out to me: Unification.

In more ways that one, certainly. For some odd reason when all of this first occured to me I was standing on a neighbors front porch talking about this kind of stuff and I saw it as an upside-down christmas tree shape of conceptual relationships. When you're a child it's very narrow and intense, as you age, stuff stacks upon what is already there, forming relationships.. binding intself to itself, reshaping itself in the process. Regardless that's just loopy crap. Pardon. I've explained it all much better in this thread and subjective geometry.

/Know anything about computer programming?

Yeah sure, I use it at work to a degree. Mostly Database programming in Visual Basic and such. Scripting, etc. Nothing terribly fancy. There is one tough nut here though that I have yet to crack. It's too complicated and I can't seem to keep it all in my head at the same time. I can look at it and see the pieces but when I try to see the whole thing pieces fade away.

Here's how fucked up I am though. I'm pretty damned confident if I had the willing participation of the most brilliant programmers in the world, a few philosophers and math people and such... along with 10-20 years and unlimited resources during that period, I'm almost positive I could create a conscious programmatic entity.

/I’m seeing what you’re getting at as a string of data re-injecting itself endlessly in a nested loop.

Yup, pretty much. The problem is difficult to describe though because what I have yet to discern is.. hmm. Let's try this:

You have this conceptual inter-relationship in your mind right? You know, I've been hounding about it incessantly. Okay, at any given time "right now" a certain subset of your entire conceptual inter-relationship is "live" or "subject to your awareness". There seem to be layers of awareness meeting this criteria. Most lurk just outside the reach of focus, as with your eyes in a sense. To acheive a "focus" you really have a "focal point" which means there must be a "lense". Mind you - analagy. So this "lense" is your mood mixed with your general attitude (the way you've learned to hold the "shape" of your consciousness throughout that internal conceptual inter-relationship) focuses on single point in the multitude of levels of awareness just outside of focus. It shifts around via momentum, will or automated sub-processes which are basically characteristic of the "shape" of the inter-relationships in your mind, instincts and emotions. Maybe some shit I left out.

So in a sense you've got this weird shape of conceptual inter-relationships in your awareness (inclusive of sub conscious).. this shape is actually a lense which focuses on one point within itself (not necessarily as an existing part of the structure of the inter-relationships) (itself being "awareness). The shape is constantly moving and changing itself as the focus feeds back into itself.

At the focus, will comes to play. The focus now is my internal voice. The awareness surrounding it provides the content as the focus shifts gracefully (to me at least :D) from one concept to the next. The thing is as of yet, the mind seems to be a continuos system whereas computers are discrete. Worse, it's not just continuous but it is continious in relationships of "experiences" which are abstracted into concepts and related to one another. I have not been able to figure out how to approach programming an "experience" since it is a fucking circular concept with the end resultant of the focus as mentioned before. It gets my head really reeling sometimes.

Okay now you may curse me for being a loopy fuckard. This all makes a lot of sense it's just so fucking complicated it's difficult to well.. like I said about the dissappearing and the whatnot.

I've gotta go for now. I'll try to get the rest later.
 
Allright homeboy, seems I'm going to have to reserve this place for the morrow.

You will never buy into what I'm getting it on account of you being so incredibly real to you. Must I admit...I had to second guess myself slightly beucase I realized I really had no concrete proof for these wild people not knowing that they know anything, but I'm sure its out there. Has got to be- I saw it in John Ssebunya when they'd found him and he's just one in some 30+ of his kind (wild childs....like yours truly)(ha)

All jokes aside, consider the matter being chewed on. I still say my bows are prettier than yours Wes. Bah.
 
I am a bit surprised the hamster did not write a "poem"..

You know....... I can go all caps, bold, italics, rub up some javascript and dress the bitch up with icons but there's really no better way than to go for the jug and deal it directly:
Fool you already did

The first quote was from "The Rebel", the second from "Candide" . I've read those men twice, cover to cover and can teach you Camus in my sleep. Save your piss (ha) for the next time you see me copy pasting some Kant from some churlish wannabe website. There will be a blue moon out.
Who gives a shit where your quotes are from? And please let me know this fucking website where I got my Kant quote from. You didn't understand the quote, wouldn't understand Kant, and for you to belittle a work like "A Critique of Pure Reason" really makes me see you for the unintelligent fool that you are. You are most likely obsessed with "cliff notes". Knowing nothing significant about anything in particular, but knowing insiginificant pieces about "all". All the more luck to you whilst you continue your bullshit.

Now that you've proved your inferiority with grade-school humor (stank ass black hole? bowls and dogshit? battered women? What? That's so......cooties), I'm cutting it short and throwing you out with the bathwater:
Assuming as you have that "stank ass". "dogshit', "bowls", "battered women"(which is a quote), ... how the hell does shit throw out "bathwater"? And you assume that the verbosity that you acquire from the incessant references to a thesaurus cannot be acquired by I? I feel no need for such irrelevance, and more importantly, I wouldn't need a thesaurus.

For the corny ass motherfucker: Mephura can have me singing your name out and fucking me dry with his hands tied.
Why woudln't you be screaming his name whilst he fucks you? Why are you still on my dick? Even worse what pathetic ass uses "corny"? Keep on using slang such as "threw you for a loop", "corn ass motherfucker"... that you have aboslutely no mutherfucking business using. They make me laugh.

Not so. I've seen your jacked up mug already. You almost singed my eyebrows with that black ugly head of yours.
I see that you are still upset I would not cyber with you. Or is that I saw through all your bullshitting and told you to essentially Fuck off? The cat who goes by thefountainhed around these forums, aka The real deal Kwame steel, Flash, Rasta, MC Hard, Pretty boy K, HED, etc is the fucking man. You know it, you want, butyour fat ass can't have this black dick. So whilst you continue fantasizing that your pathetic whipping boy follower Mephura is a "god", we both know the fucking truth.

Fountainboy erred and I called out his folly. All about fools and the pretty bullets I shoot through their forehead. 'tis over, my lord. Scattered lacteal fluid.....hopefully
The hed "erred"? Nonsensical dipshit. After all that Wes has done to coax you, you still delude yourself?

Oh, and it is Friday nigh, and I am at work. Now, you can quit sitting by your computer constantly logging unto sciforums under invisible mode to see if the hed replied. Don't forget you cannot be at home alone on a Friday night so I shall expect your fucking reply tommroow, at an "appropriate" time. Pretensious pseudo-intellectual you. Go ahead. Sweat.

Smack the bitch



HED:m:
 
I think in this thread we have an example of language, but not of controlling and being controlled, more out of control.
 
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