one fuck a day>
Prick
yeah okay
Prick
i um hate it when people um like try to make um their typing look like um talking because WE TALK LIKE FUCKING IDIOTS
Joan Vermin
fuck um you, uh, DICKFACE
john hinkley
yeah the only way is to make every time your first time but
its impossible. its like killing somebody. you get disonnected
from it, it becomes a routine and nothing is stragne about it.
ive never killed but ask most vietname vets and i bet they'd tell
you they were disconnected from it.
your mind wanders. you shoplift but you're thinking about something
totally different. your mind is barely on it, just enough to keep
it from beign way obvious (like chris). if i had been payhing
attention it would have been way fucking obvious what was happ-
ening to me.
the guy was following me down every aisle i went i just thought he
was taking goddammed fucking inventory jesus the fuck christ.
Joan Vermin
hmm. i guess that is what happens. <inventory?>
Prick
or something of the sort.
BENEFIT OF THE DOUBT goddammit, look into it, its a great concept
Spur
i started a story once, about a serial killer. he picks up a hitchhiker and kills him. hes never considered the question what its like to kill somebody, never even crossed his mind, but if he were asked, hed have to reply its like brushing your teeth. i liked the sound of that. the cleanup is the only interesting part, requires a bit of thought.
Joan Vermin
why dont you kill somone then.
Joan Vermin
oh by the way, mr.nathanman i want you to qwrite a very sick and twisted short story and i will make it a comic
Prick
i wrote a story once i forgot what it was about
Spur
i think ill try brushing my teeth instead, its less dangerous. i do not write sick twisted short stories but im sure you can find some use out of something i say in ordinary conversation, and id be flattered.
Prick
its funny how little fun i am
Spur
now is it.
john hinkley
sorry
i feel the same way
i know thats not consoling or anything
john hinkley
why do i always wonder why everyone runs out?
Joan Vermin
this is insane. we all think that everyone else thinks they are not fun. <albeit nathan?>. Which in my case is wrong, if i could live in a big house with you all i would leap for the chance. you'd get sick of me and eachother and i'd just love you more.
story> i need something sick and horribly twisted... nathan or shane or colin can think of them. write a few sentances, a shallow idea. no, better yet, just tell me. tell me of something that kind of gnaws at your mind, so e memory ofsomething that really scared you ot sometihing like thgat, PLEASE. I am begging you people to help me.
Joan Vermin
seriously, thats all i want for christmas from you.
Prick
i wish i could write, fuck there's been some amazing shit going on inside my head
Prick
jesus was a sailor when he walked upon the water and he spent a long time watching from his lonely wooden tower and when he knew for certain only drowning men could see him he said "all men will be sailors, then, until the sea shall free them"
Prick
leonard, he licks me so nicely
Prick
write a story about a guy who lays on his back and stares at his ceiling for six days when hunger pains finally snap him out of the daze
Spur
philosophy runs through my brain right now. there is no time or space, its all just the way we look at things. oh yeah, real original i know. imagine a city. intersect it with a plane about five feet above sea level you have a bunch of unconnected shapes. youd never know it was all connected at the floor. flatlands type stuff.
now consider were on that plane, youd never guess we were all one just like our cells never guess theyre all one in our body. but we live on that plane and we never know the difference, we cant see.
all life is illusory, the demiurge is satan confusing our souls so we cant see the truth, armageddon is the destruction of all reality so our souls glimpse truth god fights with itself to destroy reality and free us all. armageddon is to be desired, order is an illusion, fantasy and beauty are the truth, substance is meaningless. substance is the brown color you get from mxing all our fantasies at once, live a fantasy your own its not reality but it is.
failure is success. the hero fails, allows reality to be destroyed, goes insane, loses all friends, all friends hurt, the hero wins.
Spur
and no, i dont feel im no fun, i doubt im very entertaining lately but shit i cant care less about that. i dont think anybodys complaining about me behind my back at least yet. i feel alright about being liked. i fell liked, i feel good enough.
Spur
okay the story: hero wanders underground parking garages, dumpster dives, discovers documents tht dont make any sense continues deeper into garages is chased by white trucks discovers state government is a cult the governor is into voodoo armed with laser guns. parking garages continue for miles underground, enemies know that reality is meaningless and so control it by their own perceptions.
Prick
why is it that we bother with this reality stuff, i mean iif it is really all in our minds what is so awful about truth that makes this shit happen, if the collective human mindblock makes reality what it is to us whats the big deal,what exactly caused us to invent this shit. makes you wonder how scary it is, or maybe there IS some sort of inherent desire for order in the mind though that doesn't make much sense if you adhere to the theory of free mind. collective mindblock, that's an interesting idea. if you drug yourself, you lose connection with the mindblock, the signal becomes fuzzy. if we drug the entire world does the mindblock become destroyed? the drug leaves the body's system, of course, but perhaps the repair that happens afterword has to have the help of the collective to bring it back fully. lets make enough lsd to fuck everybody up real good and see if our little mamby pamby reality ever fights its way back. fuck this, i'm stupid
Prick
drrrrrruuug
mmmmeeeeeeee
Spur
i play with reality-thingies for fun,l for fantasy, its a game and i believe little of what ive considered lately. what i believe all paradox, impossible to explain because things exist and dont exist at the same time. there is no reality, but we create it and its true, but still theres none. its there for our use, were here for its use, egads none of it makes sense.
john hinkley
i want to see a story about getting lost inside of your mind
like jacobs ladder or a burroughs book (havent read much
burroughs though). but it shouldnt be during sleep like
jacobs ladder. and i dont know if it needs to involve drugs
but i suppose its the only way to make it realistic.
i still need to read the doors of perception. anydoby read
that?
ive been philosophizing on animals recently and how they fit
into it all. i cant believe that they have no purpose other
than to serve humans. i woudl like to believe there are
free minds in every animal and maybe every plant and rock too
but its tough to believe. my current belief in reincarnation
makes it easier to seem real. i almost believe that dogs
cats humans all inter-reincarnate. of course it doesnt
make sense when cats and dogs do stupid shit. it would just
mean they are spiritually less than us but i refuse to believe
humans are better.
john hinkley
better spiritually that is.
i know we are better on an evolutionary scale.
something i was thinking about earlier made my philosophy contradict
with the theory of evolution and i was excited about this. cant
think of it now, will ponder it soon after i log off.
Spur
consider humans are no better than rocks, inanimate robots, instead of rocks are as good as humans. it changes everything. here my paradox hits again, humans suck, rocks suck, were robots, but humans and rocks are awesome creatures of immense power, it doesnt make any sense. so much of this is still in the surface of my mind, like logic but so illogical. im waiting for it to burrow into every nook of my beliefs.
Prick
i refuse to look at anything as being lower than a human being on ANY scale. i mean, obviously in all philosophy humans will be what everything revolves around, at least at first, but in most of my thinking i aim to destroy that as quickly as i notice it. rocks, trees, a big slab of sheet metal, they could all very easily have minds with no means of expressing that.
(could insert "if they exist at all" here but that's so goddamn stupid it's the universal philosophical disclaimer and i hate it with a passion)
Prick
burroughs won't teach you anything but how to write weird
Prick
and everything you needed to know and more about narcotics
Prick
"doors of perception" was interesting but not all that exciting. great theories about mind vs. brain and stuff like that, some interesting stuff about mescalin but it's really outdated now. the guy died in 63 so there's not a whole lot he could say about the psychedelic experience that we haven't seen on television. as far as huxley goes, i'm reading two novels right now and they're pretty sly, he's pretty good at sticking a real message into a story. he's got something to say to everybody that he thinks they don't already know and he seems to do it in a beautiful way. and they don't know.
he was a visionary, that's for sure. to the end he was looking for peace of mind through omniscience maybe he found it, i'll be sure to ask him.
but by then i guess i'll know.
john hinkley
i tend to believe that omnipresence gives everythign
a 'mind' of its own. seems highly unlikely that a
piece of metal has a 'mind' in the convential sense,
not meaning brain i mean mind. especially since this
metal fuses with everything. seems almost like chaos.
of course chaos is order of a different sort we
just dont understand it.
Prick
seems to me that until we know for certain (i.e. when we DIE) we ought treat everything as if it had a mind as powerful and yearnful as our own. that doesn't mean not hurting nonliving things, having a mind doesn't mean being able to feel pain and shit, but just looking at things in that light is important, i think. keeps our place in the universe in perspective.
when judging inanimates as thinking beings, might start to make some people get a clue about what they're doing to hurt other humans, animals, etc.
Prick
if it were so simple, that is.
Spur
accepting inanimates as worthy as much as humans are, its changed how i view hurt, but not like maybe shane sees it. hurt happens, i know now. destruction happens. even when i do it, hurt happens, thats the way it goes. i hurt things, i hurt people, i hurt myself. because it is was always will be, i cant attach any ethics to hurt anymore. like you cant say the sun is good or bad. it is.
Spur
make that right or wrong, not good or bad. slight difference.
Joan Vermin
feel stupid when i dont care about anything beyond my own emotions and the obvious. dont care about anything you say. feel guilty. but then again, im not.
john hinkley
you dont have to care but you should listen.
if you truly "dont care about anything you (we?) say."
i have trouble believing that but i guess its a figure of
speech. sorry i cant tell anymore. too critical
and no its not an excuse.
talked to walls before.
its not so much everything has a mind but everything has
desires and everything has something to offer. one time
when i was coming down from acid i was reading a magazine
or something. in the words i saw a picture. know what i
mean? a picture was made out of the black and white. was
like it was offering something to me? i dont know. i
could really see the magazine for what it is or something
this isnt coming out right. hmmm..
Prick
yeah it makes sense, it's all just kinda weird, it's like politics- you have to keep an open mind, no mind is completely open but as long as you think about having an open mind then it becomes much easier to accept things as true possibilities
i hate being as fucked up as i am, i feel like its time to change, to actually put some effort forth toward being what >I< deem to be a "better person" but I also feel like certain people i respect will think i'm silly.
fuck you. i'll walk all over you.
Spur
woo-hoo!
Joan Vermin
by "Care about anything you say" i sorta meant like, these introspections that defy society's reality. I guess some day I'll get into that, and in a way I have, but to me alternate realities and alternate theories for time just aren't too appealing. I prefer to think deeply into thinks like human anture, emotion.
john hinkley
ah. well thats god. as you long as think about something.
currently i believe that human nature is undefinable to a
large degree. i dotn think i would want to know alot about
people because...it is very easy to get arrogant about it
and i may end up telling people 'you only do that because
you feel...' which is incredibly threatening to the person
not to mention entirely ridiculuous.
that is just my current belief, im sure it will change. conflicting
beliefs arent unviable unless of course they are such so that
i think they are unviable.
that is to say everything is worth something unless i say
it is worth shit.
Prick
tired of letting things slide. especially from myself. never take a stand on what i believe, and there ARE things i know, there ARE things i understand about the way i think things ought to be and it feels like its about time i tried to make myself do something about it.
but whether or not i want to believe it, there will be people who stop liking me or never get to the point of liking me because i'm not afraid to challenge them. right now i'm afraid and half the friends i have know that.
i hate this shit, what the fuck
Ana Ng
heh.
when did this room name change.
john hinkley
shit my beliefs have changed a whole fuckload lately but
i dont really say anything. of course im not sure if
i really believe it. it makes sense but at the same time
its fucked up. its mostly a rational approach like this
is how it is, it may suck but there is no way out of it
so ill live with it
Spur
trample trample trample i say. its not like i doubt itll hurt me, although once upon a time i did doubt that. now ive seen i can be hurt by it too. but still i say do it.
Prick
ahdsla;vk
Joan Vermin
it hurts to find out you dont say things you want to say.
john hinkley
not sure i understand you.
you mean philosophically, sunday?
Prick
well shit happens, doesn't it
Prick
are you saying you've never ducked out of saying something because you felt it was in your own best interest not to?
Prick
i refuse to believe it, everyone does it. constantly
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