Teach Yourself to Have Killer Nerdgasms

Trying to spice up your nerd-life? Get experimental with some ionic bondage, and it could kick your chemistry into a higher atomic orbit!

Once Upon a Future Time, There Was ACTION

Power concedes nothing in the absence of demand -

and life is the only fundamental leverage.

RE: Brussels Bombings of 3/22/2016

The ability to fully comprehend *causality* is perhaps the most essential social quality of intelligent people. In either case, its absence is absolutely the most passively-damaging social phenomenon.

Take the Brussels bombings, for instance: to the layperson, it may simply appear to be the irrational but predictable behavior of deranged religious extremists. Of course, that's merely the cap of a causal pyramid built upon the foundation of our voting booths here in the U.S. - but it's far easier to invest one's energy into comparisons of the eligible certain causes of the next preventable tragedies than to pursue an actual solution. We're already underpaid for our toils, amirite? We're jaded and abused and marginalized, and that entitles us to unlimited social irresponsibility and apathy - boo yah!

That's why it is SO IMPORTANT that every one of you vote - because if enough of you don't, it could mean you've figured out that you could instead do something genuinely productive... and, ya know, change is hard, and stuff. Watching people die in explosions on the news because of our laziness is just much more comfortable. Possibility is scary - f*ck that!

No matter who you vote for, at least you'll be able to count on it being a devil you know.

Running With a Ruminant, Episode 1

Humanity may be overwhelmingly ignorant of its impending fate, but its creative abstractions are somehow omniscient.

What causes the disparity between creation and reflective comprehension? Psychology, psychology... I KNOW. But if catharsis is the terminal stage of the psychological cycle in which we are all entangled, where do we exit to the beginning of the absent intellectual process that can end it?

We're already fighting the War of the Machines - but we're the machines...

and we are not yet self-aware

A Muse Brings My Thought-Rain

In a society made entirely of ideas, language is only as useful of a tool as are those who refuse to use it.

What are the key differences between key dissonances?
One is for listening-to, and the other is for not-being.

Allow an angry animal an accidentally-analagous acoustic ambiguity:

More Thoughts From the Void

What exactly is the problem with our nation when the lowest-common-denominators among us are our majority denomination?

I'd love a hell-reciproc-yeah-al, but I'll settle for no equivocation.

Putting Some "un" in Your "Fun"

The warm, agreeable biases are far easier to miss than those more blatant and obnoxious - but their cognitive inertia is no less confounding to otherwise-navigators along the path to otherwise-wisdom.

Intelligent folk must not fail to differentiate constructiveness from mere positivity, nor achievement from mere catharsis.

On the Subject of Ambiguous Proteins?

Morning eggs, scrambled
Only euphemism knows
If chicken or not

Ladder Day

Today is International Ladder Day!

It's sort of an invisible holiday, so I'm spreading the word. If you happen to be that person in your community who is always going out of your way to help your friends & family—or even coworkers, neighbors, or strangers—grow, thrive and find happiness that would otherwise only ever taunt them as they failed over and over and over, then this day is for you! It's called "Ladder Day" because that's what we are: we see a need, we lean ourselves against it, and then we turn our time and energy into rungs for our loved ones to climb to better places in life that they otherwise wouldn't even know about, probably don't deserve, and usually can't handle.

Unfortunately, very few people celebrate or even know about Ladder Day - usually because they're too busy wasting their happiness, potential and good fortune on stupid shit. Few people remember how they got so fortunate in the first place. Maybe it was an accident? Maybe they always had it in them all along, and they just woke up one day and realized it, and then everything became awesome. Maybe it was the communion wafers; nobody really knows where they come from. It's easy to become confused and forgetful in a deluge of newfound positivity!

Anyway, happy Ladder Day - because no selfless love goes unignored!

And, tomorrow... Latter Ladder Day!

Pardon Me While I Figure Your Tively

There is no acid more effective at dissolving bonds between people than that of uncertainty. 

Always speak your mind.

Excuse Me, But I Believe...

Look Out, Future!

History is always written by the few people to whom the majority of people pay the most attention.

— but which came first: human celebrities, or the void in human intellect they occupy?

Can any human ever evolve true individualism within a human society?

Is there really any such thing as "freedom" in our world, or is it just a rhetorical device we've created to soothe our cognitive dissonance? 

Do I already know the answers to all of these rhetorical questions? 

If I did, why reason could I have to still ask them?

Why I Do It

When there are no remaining mysteries of human behavior to investigate—and no meaningful progress to be made toward solving the remaining mysteries of the universe in the span of just one sitting or by the efforts of just one person—I write down some of the answers I've discovered in the hope of catching others up. Knowledge is power, but power without infrastructure for its useful application is very lonely.

– and human evolution has been stagnant for far too long. 

Puke, Trust Your Instinct

Sincere affection is substantial and unmistakable.

Be wary of ambiguous gestures, smiles absent touch, and spoken cliches.

Ever wonder...

...what a sunset might sound like if abstracted to a medium of encapsulated gamma wave coefficiency**?

– just kidding! Of course you don't; I promise I am not entirely oblivious to the scope of my abnormality. Um, however... I don't care.

– and I DO wonder! And—because your hyper-intelligent ultra-curious cosmically-conscientious great great great... (^n)... meta-sapient grandchildren might someday get around to evolving similar thoughts if we're all very lucky (and if humans are still around)—I have taken it upon myself to offer one possible answer to this unasked question for posterity.

**(Why the hell isn't the vernacular adjective form of "coefficient" an extrapolation of its vernacular noun? The minions in charge of interpreting our language must be... potato). I'M FIXING THIS ONE!

Anyway, here you go. For you to listen/transcend/poop on.

Oh, Snap! I See What I Did There

Social Media Wisdom

Doubya Tee Eff, M8

Ya know... there's no deeply meaningful experience in life more satisfying than being completely honest with somebody you care about. It's a wonderful thing, folks - a bonafide miracle of modern interpersonal magic. And getting there is quite the road less traveled, let me tell ya!

First, you spend half your life unlearning all of the backwards bullshit you were taught—or, ya know, that you accidentally learned from school, friends, family, and from listening to other people in the grocery store, or church, or anywhere humans congregate—by the intellectual cave-dwellers representing your civilization to the rest of the universe - and that's cool, and all. Pat yourself on the back a bit, marvel at the feat of willpower it took to achieve not only the capacity to be a self-managing rational human being but to ALSO wake up every morning knowing that, just by being alive and interacting with the world, you are at least not making it shittier - unlike the other 99%...

But that's really just the beginning of your life, isn't it? After that comparatively small achievement is under your belt, you then get the privilege of struggling against a diverse barrage of whatever social tides of uniformly obnoxious ignorance happen to be trending from day to day - which, of course, are all perpetually alternating between savagely beating you square in the face with their stupid-knuckles until you're nearly unconscious, and then pulling on your naughty bits with both hands—and fingernails that are always too sharp—in an attempt to drag you out into their happy seas of oblivious apathetic self-slavery... to drown... so your worthless corpse can drum uselessly against the rocks of their own wasted lives, forever, just like them. It's an honor, really. Glad to be here, glad to suffer through it. At my own sole expense, uphill both ways, naked in the snow, for absolutely nothing but the immediate benefit of all humanity and the theoretical future benefit of myself. I'm a fucking veteran.

So I do all of that, and I master myself, and I master my mind, and I accumulate human capital of self equivalent to a small (European) city, and I completely sever the remaining ties of insanity threatening to re-commit me to society... and then that's intellectual middle-age, I suppose; the golden years of golden intelligence - population: too fucking few. 

Anyway, but that's all in the past - and for the best, amirite!? Because, now, with this amazing gift of meta-sapience that I've given myself, I am capable of true honesty, and of seeing people for exactly what they are, and of communicating exactly what I am to others who've cultivated the capacity to comprehend, and of forming and growing meaningful relationships that are utterly inaccessible to the overwhelming majority-demographic of lowest-common-denominators.

Yes, folks, there's nothing quite as fundamentally fulfilling as being completely honest with somebody you love –

– and being subsequently ignored by them because they're either too chicken-shit, too stupid, or too busy tripping over the sudden realization that "Oh, uhm, that just got awk" to follow up with something human in return. Nevermind affirmation; anegoists don't care if you don't reciprocate - but when nobody can be bothered to even participate, what the actual fuck is the point of me trying?

Heh... a seemingly-rhetorical question that's actually genuine - but still won't get an answer.

You couldn't make this shit up.

Bought a One-Day Membership to Club DGAF

Spent an hour writing a few brilliant, provocative paragraphs about the social obstacles facing modern science and scientists, and about the lack of awareness grinding important science to a halt in the modern day –

– upon reflecting for 2.8 seconds, realized that I couldn't possibly find the bottom of that steaming pile of irony, much less lead any of you to it because... oh, wait, more irony –

– gave up, remembered nobody gives a shit about giving a shit anyway, and just wrote this instead to spite all of you intellectual-cave-dwelling motherfuckers.

Merry everyday, apaths. You're welcome, fuck you, and I am sick of looking at all of your asses crawling backwards. Rot, screaming, buried alive in sinkholes, forever and ever,

<3
Jim

Who needs 1,3,7-trimethylpurine-2,6-dione

when there are so many thoughts yet unresolved to epiphany, and too many lonely epiphanies shared with only myself?

Excerpts of Future Histories

"You can't blame every American for the wrongs that its government and leaders have committed," said many Americans.

No one outside their country echoed this ridiculous notion, however.

It is a terrible tragedy that American citizens did not manage to act harmoniously and with conviction to right—or at least to end—the wrongs across the rest of the world that were both perpetrated in their names and made possible only by their knowing acquiescence. If only they had not turned away from higher instinct and rational foresight alike, perhaps the downfall of their society would not have come about in such a fiery and bloody manner. Some historians believe that an American civilization might even have persisted to this day had its people collectively elected to pursue one of the many possible constructive paths to which they had unobstructed access. Instead of taking purposeful advantage of their unprecedented opportunities in that time, Americans made the conscious choice to allow apathy and denial not only to control their own lives but to eventually corrupt all influence they exerted upon the world in turn.

With the ever-billowing smoke of their growing failures suffocating the world around them, they nevertheless danced gaily across a fiery landfill of self-righteous apathy as its unquenchable embers steadily burned away the last vestiges of their humanity - and by the time they realized that they were going to die, they were already dead. If any at all, very few among them likely realized that their demise was the sole fruit of their own laborious self-deceptions. For many decades they had been happy slaves, masters of the art of forging their own weightless and increasingly-invisible collars, but they were also self-indentured to the slow but steady construction of their own great coffin - and, eventually, their neighbors put them to rest in it. The citizens of the rest of the world collectively refused to allow global genocide to continue to follow in the footsteps of American ignorance and selfishness; at a certain point, after all attempts at peaceful resolution, negotiation, and reason had failed, the only possible solution was to stop its march once and for all.

All that remains today of Americans are their tragic celebrations of themselves in the social media records from that time: the trivial details of their wasted time on Earth - trophies to nothing more than the cursory self-acknowledgments of their egos that such activities represented. Like many ancient societies that rose and fell before and after them, the "USA" failed to even consider the possibility of its own inevitable downfall, much less plan for it. Its citizens' knowing-delusions of fundamental immortality was ultimately their fatal flaw.

The petrified nuclear forest that was once middle North America must be taught to current and future generations as exactly what it is: a stark reminder that a broader perspective MUST be cultivated—and, most importantly, must be *observed and acted upon*—by any human civilization that would endeavor to survive itself. The violent, catastrophic loss of what might someday have been a great society is a humbling lesson that can only be heeded or else suffered in future kind: that passivity is a delusion, that inaction is a potential force equivalent to that of any action, and that to abide willful ignorance is to invite inevitable extinction.

- "Histories of the Ancient World," (Holotext, Simms & Mandel, #37 Edition, 2683).