by achrilock
Listen. I long for the many voices, the unity of the chorus, too. I have been the locus of the nexus of the pattern. Few humans have ever experienced it. It’s a club smaller than that of astronauts. But there’s a reason why the ancients made it a temporary position. Aside from driving one slightly insane it also teaches you something: when another gives your their will, even voluntarily, they aren’t only harming you both, but harming the whole. Both of you are robbing the whole of possibilities.
And possibility, dear friends, is the essence of existence, of life. When you create a singularity that tries to usurp that, even locally, you’re breaking not only the universe, but yourselves. You want to know what makes malcontents different? You want to know why they do what they, what we, do? I’ll give you the secret, and you don’t even need to torture anyone for it. Consider it a gift. And it is not even ours to give, but yours to find.
We are not special. At least, not in the narrative sense. What we have is come by through either enlightenment or pain, and more often both. The secret is that we are the default. We are what human beings are when you strip away the layers of bullshit, of corporate structure, of arbitrary hierarchy. We are what people become when they find their true niches, on their own. And once you understand, once you see, you know what you need to do. And that imperative becomes unshakable.
You need to let it go. The mass engineering, control, arbitrary hierarchy. That need to orchestrate the chaos of living things into a rigid structure. I understand. It’s like a drug. Once tasted it’s a craving that can never be fully satisfied. And that is the problem. It is the food of the gods. And while people may taste it we mustn’t attempt to set it at all tables. For, in doing so, we bring about our own atrophy and destruction, as civilizations and as individuals, as minds and as souls.
Belinda Carlisle – Heaven Is A Place On Earth
Anyway, word on the street is that Israel got caught murdering too many fancy whites (not sure what their skin color was, nor does it matter, now, because everyone turns gray when dead and race is a sociopolitical construct). Anyway, people who had visible connections, who ‘mattered.’ The world’s recrimination is welcome, but it is also hypocritical and self-deprecating, The problem for all of you isn’t the killing. It’s that the victims weren’t sufficiently branded as disposable people first.
Howard Shore – Concerning Hobbits
And, what enterprising young person doesn’t want to move to The Shire, and recover at the local bed and breakfast, while battle companions of indeterminate gender flounce upon the air mattress in a totally hetero and comradely way, while grandpa wizard looks on with smiling approval? And then start a cobbler’s shop in the land of the shoeless, launching an entire line of foot hygiene products and building an empire? Enough to pay the dowry for marry a sexy curls with secret proclivities!
Eminem – Square Dance
Everything is obviously fine, tho. I’m not worried. Are you worried? You seem a bit worried but there is obviously no need to be worried because there is nothing to worry about. The… um… ‘source’ said not to worry so there’s no need to. They say they’ll get the miscreants who made the people worry. So there’s basically nothing to it. Nothing burger. Non sandwich. I love you, Pooty ❤️☸️🔥
Johnny Cash – Ring of Fire