When there are options to interpreting a bit of incoming info, I will most assuredly choose an option that isn't applicable
This is perhaps because i'm detached from the regular interplay of how information is handled, in this and any other time, I love however to get a taste of how it was all handled in past ages and different locations, where things were ever so different yet, human nature remains relatively the same all through the ages.
From Gilgamesh to Clark Kent, from Herodotus to Chris Hansen, whatever it is, is between these boundaries, usually that is.
But with the shameless use of drugs, legal in this place of the globe, there are regions above and below these boundaries, which can be reached with novel combinations.
La Mettrie, Sloterdijk so far today, Mettrie a materialist who looks down on those using unseen things as evidentiary. Too judgmental imo, Sloterdijk is more to my taste, using perceptual strength to connect the dots, the dots that are factual, and the connecting is the psychological train fueled by experience and reason.
I have no desire to be like everyone else, I take joy in marching to the beat of the little drummer boy in my left ear, and the Tambourine Lady in my right.
Hey Mrs. Tambourine Lady sing a song for me
and in your jingle jangle morning, we'll come following you
Hey what about me the little drummer boy cries out
TL whispers to LD: Oh you impatient thing, here suck on this, and hands over The Carpenter's Christmas album.
That Carpenters Christmas album on a vinyl record is one of the singular items that brings me back to old memories, with the ugliest couch ever, where it looked or had the color scheme of a gravel road that had a truck full of chicken seed dropped on it, in retro designs and shapes.
From Gilgamesh to Clark Kent, from Herodotus to Chris Hansen, whatever it is, is between these boundaries, usually that is.
But with the shameless use of drugs, legal in this place of the globe, there are regions above and below these boundaries, which can be reached with novel combinations.
La Mettrie, Sloterdijk so far today, Mettrie a materialist who looks down on those using unseen things as evidentiary. Too judgmental imo, Sloterdijk is more to my taste, using perceptual strength to connect the dots, the dots that are factual, and the connecting is the psychological train fueled by experience and reason.
I have no desire to be like everyone else, I take joy in marching to the beat of the little drummer boy in my left ear, and the Tambourine Lady in my right.
Hey Mrs. Tambourine Lady sing a song for me
and in your jingle jangle morning, we'll come following you
Hey what about me the little drummer boy cries out
TL whispers to LD: Oh you impatient thing, here suck on this, and hands over The Carpenter's Christmas album.
That Carpenters Christmas album on a vinyl record is one of the singular items that brings me back to old memories, with the ugliest couch ever, where it looked or had the color scheme of a gravel road that had a truck full of chicken seed dropped on it, in retro designs and shapes.
46-50, M