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Ah, been longer than I realized but it's still here. How are you, friendly robot? And you, many and varied fans? And me?

Nonsense is not always interesting.

I will contribute more to the Space Monkey project, I swear!

I hear the music now.

Mind

Philosophy is a noble pursuit if you intend to use your expertise to share enlightenment with those who do not have the luxury of conscience to invest time into puzzling through those myriad realities. But it is an exercise in ego and control to take it upon oneself to manipulate those without your vocabulary through a role playing scenario, sexualized for your own perverse enjoyment because you can't get what you want in the real world, in order to tell someone else what they believe through what category your put them in. Like organized religion, the moral box is not "one size fits all", which is why there will never be a unified theory of philosophy, unlike physics which may be used to answer some philosophical riddles, but will never uncover what is really going on. What we value is what is ultimately the tell all of our character, and the word, as we know, has been appropriated. But I can take it back as much as anyone, so I will. If you value peace, you are one kind of person. If you value a perpetual war, you are another. That is one model that can be used to split the human race in two, although all models eventually fail, because no metaphor is complete [another misunderstanding standing in the way of clarity]. Whether it is a war on terror or a war on power, or even a war on war, you are an advocate of collateral damage of one kind or another. If you want peace, you want peace. Let the warriors kill each other. Leave me out of it. You can say this is selfish because it doesn't do enough to help get other peace lovers out of the warriors' path, but that is not true, as peace is only a wish. Abandonment is never an option. But planning a better rescue strategy is never a bad idea. If you do nothing to value your own safety, you are dishonoring the endangered, and devaluing their lives along with your own. Disagreeing with another rescuer on strategy is never a reason to halt the process, nor call to accuse them of treachery. You can use another model of the human race to divide us into two categories, or a billion, depending on how much detail you want, but at some point it becomes less than useful.

Assume no guess was wrong. The verification process is just a step.

roadblock

It has occurred to me that the path to ignorance is not just ignoring the facts, but having a poor understanding of metaphor. I believe this is intentionally under taught in the United States.

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help

Beyond Time to Decide

Are you Marx? Or are you Stalin? I hope the Stalins of the world hide in shame. Never show their faces. And never gain positions of power, to banish those who question their authority and attempt to rewrite history, whether by erasing their own words, their own interactions, or by killing, all the while accusing others who question their mental state of conspiring to murder them. So again, you must look at yourself, and examine who is really the betrayer of the the cause. Who wants to stifle dissent. Who is insecure and needs position and title and power to feel safe. Who?

Theater Degree

The modest part you play
With no reserve, enter the fray
To save the day...
Fifteen pounds of pressure
And sacred acts of pleasure;
Ample measure
Of the sleep that will not last
Until the fading of your past
Closes fast
In contrast
To the movement blocking view,
Interested in the hue
Of wood used to build the pew
In which you sit
In the pit
With all the other raff
And learn to laugh
About the things we know are pain,
Like a crashing plane
Or rape or death
Or crack and meth
It shudders in the night;
Death rattle of delight!

I don't have to understand

I am not obligated to understand what is going on in the world.
I have no need to know the history of your region.
I don't want to see it from your perspective to understand why you are killing people.
I do not have to respect your culture.
I don't want to choose sides, but I reserve the right to not stay impartial.

But most importantly, you must remember that it is you who created the issue. You had other options, but you chose to kill instead. Because you want your things. And you don't want someone else to have them. And you expect me to help you. And if I don't, then I am a hater of you. An anti ______ . When I really don't care one way or the other (or, more accurately, I am not obligated to), but I do care that you are dragging the rest of the world, including mine, into your tribal dispute.

If a small tribe, removed from the world, chose to live on an island and keep to themselves, no righteous person would question their wisdom and integrity. But I am obligated to take a stance, unless it is different then yours? I want to be on the island, but I am forced off to take part in your war. You are ruining my life, but you blame me for not taking a side.... your side.

Winning

Sometimes you look at the landscape and see where the poison is, and you can ramble along safely, knowing the terrain, dodging the bullets, and then you can sift through ruins that are left behind by the poisons, and learn who and what was strong enough to resist. Of course, the weak may be worth saving too, but it's still good to know.

The Atlas of the world
The cloying hand of civilization
Reaches into my pocket
And steals my voice
I'd rather wear my bluest boots
And crush away my own
Hope for some salvation
We can call our own
Even though
To and fro
I cast a little light
And falling through the flight
I tell another tale,
Waking up your doubt
And spearding all my clout
So that you know it's me
Who wandered and and took
What ever life you had
And told them who mistook
Your laughter for a song
Of loyalty and life and just
A fine fullfilling time
When all we know we now can say
I heard it just the other day
And nothing in it shook me too
The core the way that it used to
In blue
I step and crave the way
The day
Would fade and fall away
Okay....
Say,
Do you think I'll learn to pray
To the force that made you weep
Even though the faltering steep of
Never wanting to go to town
On the pavement I'll rescue
My vanity from this triumph
And live with No more you
To keep it under tabs.