Thoughts about nutrition
All that we are is knew tricks on. Nutrition. I like bean soup. Peace with cycles and whathaveyou. Vitamins and minerals, chick peas and hummus. Dal lentis. Grocery stores, and etc. Escape from cigarettes somehow. Stretching.
Walter Tyndale was a robot who didn’t know if life was beautiful or disgusting, but he knew the world worked in terms of absolutes. What was the nature of good and evil. was it integrity in all areas? Was it all hampered down into his circuits, or all part of some unseeable circuit in the heavens with which he was interfaced?
Remember that movie 2001 space oddyssey? Where the space ship is allegorically the planet earth, and ***the astronaut has to remove it’s memory banks before the artificial intelligence called “Dave” decides to kill everyone on the space station/allegory to planet earth.. ehh… disturbingly! “Contact” with Helen Hunt was more concise on this point about planet earth communicating with outter space, and then it was like the space station they built was, again, earth 2 after the dinosaurs.
Man we clearcut a lot of wilderness for apparently embarrassingly stupid reasons it….. was… the aforementioned thing**. Obviously the planet wants to protect itself from total annihilation, and is sending out an invitation for asteroids and nouveau ice ages and stuff. Dark matter tendrils or who knows.
Those lumberjacks are happy, happy people as far as I’ve ever seen. The wildlife ain’t exactly on garden of eden terms with us these days, though. To be clear, we need the northern boreal global planetary lung. Continental/transitional/arctic climate zones are good about not taking in very much alien bacteria (kay back to my book).
The collective sense of the omnipresent beast, of industrial technology, feeding spiritual power into the fear-complexes of the old confused kids of the generation before. These fears and insecurities are equivocably well guarded to our hopes and beliefs. Every time the combustion engine fills a person’s heart with wretchedness as it reminds them of their own beastial qualities, the wretchedness gets transfered into some cover emotion, usually it’s the need to invent imaginary problems with their friends and neighbors. When this happens, people perceive the omnipresence of this noise which brings feelings of spite (the beast) and learn to hide who they are in order to survive. It’s nothing to do with the actual technology, it’s just the feelings people get from the noises it makes. It’s damnedly more complicated than that though, since many make up their mins to consciously refuse to allow themselves to feel bad about machines, and so they end up having to endlessly think up other reasons why everybody could be so miserable, and in that school of thought there is a wealth of insane paranoid perspectives conscribed to but never spoken. It is 100% necessary to understand the difference between industrial noise and lullabys.
It’s so pretentiously absurd to me to just lie back and believe that god’s working all this out for us. MAJOR CHANGES IN THE HUMAN SOCIAL SYSTEMS NEED TO TAKE PLACE. Rich people don’t just get money for being faithful, it’s because they’re people who’ve somehow figured out how to do the mandatory minimum work for however long it takes to get ensnared in all the accounts and obligations so that they all no longer wish to serve the cause of progress and innovation
Causation is the will to love. Power can be an act of love, not to take nothin away from nieztche, but to take a word to describe the thing, the word would be love. Money is a stronger corrolation to the algorhythmic-god-frequency, but falls back on the filters of mental complexes to extreme degrees.
The entity called god is an algorhythm of the harmonic vibration of earthly and otherworldly frequencies. It’s a casio.
I thought that I should write something about my experience with poverty & homelessless. It seems that, from my experiences, the quality that most often makes up a “street person” is a fudamental sense of existential woe, perceived to be representative of society as a whole, falsely, terribly falsely, and so there is some spiritual, religious and social purposes to what makes up “street life”.
It is my sense that the “street culture” has been on historically better terms with the rest of society. Religious institutions used to make greater efforts to reach the street culture on spiritual levels, but the rise of pop culture has created cynicism in the hearts and minds of holy men, and quenched the thirst of the street culture with sugary liquid.
Not just the street culture, but society on all it’s levels. I would postulate that cable tv has become the most effluvious fountain of spiritual knowledge to modern man. As the street culture is convinced that this perceived-zeitgeist of existential woeliness has spiritual purpose, social media is considered extremely sacrosanct, and so, with the rise of social media (the tentacles of pop culture), a new bitterness has arisen between the poverty-crucible of street culture, and the cultures of those who could afford ammenities like music, movies, cable and satellite,
There is no obvious connection between the righteousness of an individual’s soul and economic wealth. It is then we understand that, as social media qualifies as a form of spiritual knowledge, it is a great iniquity that only those with money can read, listen to, and watch social medias.
It’s become such an institution to revere fake-pious misery, that many in the street culture perceive any attempted expression of true brotherly, or sisterly love, in horrible irony, as an unrighteous, blindly delusional coveting — as an act of unrighteous intent.
How quickly can we provide them with the wisdom to open their hearts? A tv, computer, dvd player and broadband hookup is just affordable to someone on disability in Canada. Psychology and psychiatry have describe disorders applicable to nearly anyone. If you know in your heart that it’s the right thing to do, do it! Doctors should judgle you by the sincerity of your words .
The Fountain of spiritual understanding has just become available to the poor and the meek, and it’s imperative that the holy cause of internet downloads be understood, and abided by.
