Endeavor I to carve my own peculiar, distinctive, fingerprint-specific notch on this brave new future?
Being in nature, part of the natural world, as stated earlier, how then is anything whatsoever that we do, in any fashion, particularly un-natural?
Ripping the context out of facts and perceptions, this Utilitarian thing I'm reading saps all meaning out of everything, such as the Big Lebowski quote, where he says, "that's just your opinion, man".
Its the subjective, epistemology, the small internal world of someone manifesting as the truth of reality; we are fortunate that few of such people write our texts, and they are usually confined to networks on the Meta platform, where they live that great egoist daydream, masturbating the lobes of their own minds, gently, sweetly, and the rest of us stare in abject disbelief.
But even disbelief is an epistemology, and the meme fireballer is the modern beat-writer, the contrarian of the edge, Dank, as it were.
How do we ever get through with zero belief? Is it all using things as a means to an end, and without belief? Are we swinging randomly?
Have I seen my own mark on this cube of thought and not recognized it for what it is?
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