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Writing
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Since i've started serious outdoor training for a while, so again: Why people associate Sports with 'life'?
"Life"
I cannot unhate the idea of 'life'. I'm not hating my own life, but the idea of it.Since i've started serious outdoor training for a while, so again: Why people associate Sports with 'life'?
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"Music"
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你这样 xxx 比做一个 tech guy 好多了，我们时代需要更多你这样的人，blah blah
😂😂😂 有趣的是时代不是选择了这些大厂人——也就是你们吗？我真的不觉得这个时代需要我这样的人。
当对方只是一头善良的牛
你无论以何种方式对牛弹琴，他们总会给出这样一个标准的回答：你这样 xxx 比做一个 tech guy 好多了，我们时代需要更多你这样的人，blah blah
😂😂😂 有趣的是时代不是选择了这些大厂人——也就是你们吗？我真的不觉得这个时代需要我这样的人。
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And remember, in concert halls, you have to:
- passively listening everything
- The setup is fixed, and you cannot change your listening position flexibly. There's no time to adjust, because once the performance starts, social norms keep people fixed in one place - even at free-entry concerts where you don't have a pre-assigned seat and you can choose seat based on on-spot oberservations quickly (which may converge into what feels like the best position)
Live concerts
I've lost interest in live concerts. Maybe I was never truly interested in immersive live concerts in spaces. This distrust of space must stem from something in my own personality but not only a preference. So I shall care more about microphones and studio technology than the immediacy of live performance. Even artificial spatial sounds are more interesting.And remember, in concert halls, you have to:
- passively listening everything
- The setup is fixed, and you cannot change your listening position flexibly. There's no time to adjust, because once the performance starts, social norms keep people fixed in one place - even at free-entry concerts where you don't have a pre-assigned seat and you can choose seat based on on-spot oberservations quickly (which may converge into what feels like the best position)
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This is the very "my" own stuff.
The traditional way of "life" should be a battle, a war, and I need to defeat my opponents and enemies. If I cannot kill them, I need to win them over.
Success
I'd rather kill myself immediately, if I gradually find I'm not able to success, in the future, literally.This is the very "my" own stuff.
The traditional way of "life" should be a battle, a war, and I need to defeat my opponents and enemies. If I cannot kill them, I need to win them over.
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evolving with thoughts,
elaborating on thoughts,
even summarizing thoughts…
I truly don't understand what people hope to gain by picking up and reading random philosophers. All they end up with are arbitrary optimized moral frameworks for action, including prescribed ways of "thinking" god/gods, including how they need tofucking behave when stay with "friends".
The world of events has nothing to do with the world of ideas - absolutely from my perspective - the two exist on entirely distinct planes. The world of ideas - e.g., the world of fortune-telling theories, the world of deep learning theories - summarizes or alludes at certain patterns within the world of events.
This made me less interested in "know thyself" stuff - "myself", but more on world, history etc. Grand disciplines. That was Ernst Juenger's position.
Mysticism has become ubiquitous, and I'm restraining my disgust for this crowd. They never dig further into what lies beneath. They're just learning, practising and spreading.
Only form of "living"
Living with thoughts,evolving with thoughts,
elaborating on thoughts,
even summarizing thoughts…
I truly don't understand what people hope to gain by picking up and reading random philosophers. All they end up with are arbitrary optimized moral frameworks for action, including prescribed ways of "thinking" god/gods, including how they need to
The world of events has nothing to do with the world of ideas - absolutely from my perspective - the two exist on entirely distinct planes. The world of ideas - e.g., the world of fortune-telling theories, the world of deep learning theories - summarizes or alludes at certain patterns within the world of events.
This made me less interested in "know thyself" stuff - "myself", but more on world, history etc. Grand disciplines. That was Ernst Juenger's position.
Mysticism has become ubiquitous, and I'm restraining my disgust for this crowd. They never dig further into what lies beneath. They're just learning, practising and spreading.
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Yet it's strange my mon silently absorbing anything I was saying. I see it as a price that must be paid, clearly something is morally wrong there, but since what I care about more is knowledge, and education, I need to forget about this, and wait for the transformations.
My mother geniuely appreciate Ketil Bjørnstad etc.'s music now.
I hope no more than 3 years they're able to use Ubuntu linux and I'll prepare everything for that.
My parents and me
My parents have become very radical, avant-gardist, they seemly understand everything I'm doing - they're surrounded by real normies and normies' child - They don't read books (still, even though I bought some giant literature for them), they just exclusively find what I'm doing is always meaningful. Unbelievable.Yet it's strange my mon silently absorbing anything I was saying. I see it as a price that must be paid, clearly something is morally wrong there, but since what I care about more is knowledge, and education, I need to forget about this, and wait for the transformations.
My mother geniuely appreciate Ketil Bjørnstad etc.'s music now.
I hope no more than 3 years they're able to use Ubuntu linux and I'll prepare everything for that.
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2. higher souls need to change the world of Gods as nessesary part of the entire process.
3. normie gods accompanied by normie souls, also as a nessesary part of the entire process.
4. the journey of Quest is endless. Union does not occur at a specific, preordained moment.
Current beliefs
1. some forms of contribution were still nessesary after a spiritual wise guy's death. efforts needed when people want to preserve certain qualities of their individuality.2. higher souls need to change the world of Gods as nessesary part of the entire process.
3. normie gods accompanied by normie souls, also as a nessesary part of the entire process.
4. the journey of Quest is endless. Union does not occur at a specific, preordained moment.
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2. light will be blocked by matter
3. It's not light that fills the entire universe (at least, not visible light)
All I refer to is the visible light. It's these points that cannot convince me light is the incarnation of the spirit. I really don't understand. I need some gods show me some obviously higher, purer, the primordial light.
On Light
1. light doesn't have an unlimited speed. != eternity (though speed the concept only exists in the presence of time)2. light will be blocked by matter
3. It's not light that fills the entire universe (at least, not visible light)
All I refer to is the visible light. It's these points that cannot convince me light is the incarnation of the spirit. I really don't understand. I need some gods show me some obviously higher, purer, the primordial light.
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Sophia
Philosophy
Philosophy deals with "soul". The process of this dealing, this very analysis, this process, is knowledge, is spirit. (knowledge may !== spirit) Philosophy as a whole, is spirit, and I hope this spirit is a new one. Philosophy shows justice to idolatry.+
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>The emancipation of mankind from all limitations whatever is one of the main precepts of the Book.
>Bind nothing! Let there be no difference made among you between any one thing & any other thing; for thereby there cometh hurt.
These deities seem normies to me.
Worship
>Be goodly therefore: dress ye all in fine apparel; eat rich foods and drink sweet wines and wines that foam! Also, take your fill and will of love as ye will, when, where and with whom ye will! But always unto me.>The emancipation of mankind from all limitations whatever is one of the main precepts of the Book.
>Bind nothing! Let there be no difference made among you between any one thing & any other thing; for thereby there cometh hurt.
These deities seem normies to me.
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Industrial music, especially, is a kind of music that is far removed from the "soul", and this is one of the reason I appreciate it. I guess my hostility towards the "soul" comes from the actual separation of pain from this "I" - I'm actually dismissive of pain - and I seem to think that the soul and pain are inextricably linked.
Noise
Sonically speaking, the Noise / industrial "music" is anti-body. At least they anti human ears, a part of the human body. I need to drink a lot of coffee for preparing a listen for these music, to stay away from the pain of my ears - and headache of my head.Industrial music, especially, is a kind of music that is far removed from the "soul", and this is one of the reason I appreciate it. I guess my hostility towards the "soul" comes from the actual separation of pain from this "I" - I'm actually dismissive of pain - and I seem to think that the soul and pain are inextricably linked.
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I want thinking, I want music.
How to write blogs after death? When I still want the process, the action of "writing"?
How to listen music and make music after death? I don't want to instantly know everything.
I want a library. And to share it with other philosophers and poets who also need it. If the personified God is wise enough he will let his subordinates provide a space for these users. A special room in the hell with beautiful simulation of nature, so even that's hell that is a beautiful hell with nature.
I don't want to accompany God, I want to think of him from a distance. I want to help God fulfill the knowledge even after death.
Greed for knowledge and beauty is also greedy, so obviously I should go to hell.
Life after death
I don't want ecstasy or love. I don't want to be in the One. The light.I want thinking, I want music.
How to write blogs after death? When I still want the process, the action of "writing"?
How to listen music and make music after death? I don't want to instantly know everything.
I want a library. And to share it with other philosophers and poets who also need it. If the personified God is wise enough he will let his subordinates provide a space for these users. A special room in the hell with beautiful simulation of nature, so even that's hell that is a beautiful hell with nature.
I don't want to accompany God, I want to think of him from a distance. I want to help God fulfill the knowledge even after death.
Greed for knowledge and beauty is also greedy, so obviously I should go to hell.
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“反痛苦”是意大利未来主义运动中的一位，阿尔多·帕拉泽斯基起草的一份宣言的名字，它发布在拉切尔巴杂志上。1914年。“人体的各个部分是可以相互换掉的”，“一个壬越是能从痛苦中发现更多欢笑，獭就越是一个深刻的壬”，“用滑稽模仿精神痛苦的手段”，“以奋发的精神穿过痛苦”，“在墓地举办白昼郊游和 bals masques（假面舞会）”。
>速度将是有毒的月光的死亡！
所以说有一天我看到春日烈日又重回大地，网络上的壬为同样的失去活力的社会现实嚎叫连连，这种残忍变的非常有必要：
>飞驰
>抓住白色羽毛的每一个触角…飞驰
>白色羽毛的每一个触角的微型摆动，飞驰
>我为这样的感觉上瘾
>反痛苦！钟声变奏！城市之河骤然白夜！
Oldsite legacy - Tuesday, Mar 8, 2022.
>我们作为时间的海盗，奋力奔驰，在滴血的云雾之下去劫掠船只，这船只正是疯癫的疲劳所致！“反痛苦”是意大利未来主义运动中的一位，阿尔多·帕拉泽斯基起草的一份宣言的名字，它发布在拉切尔巴杂志上。1914年。“人体的各个部分是可以相互换掉的”，“一个壬越是能从痛苦中发现更多欢笑，獭就越是一个深刻的壬”，“用滑稽模仿精神痛苦的手段”，“以奋发的精神穿过痛苦”，“在墓地举办白昼郊游和 bals masques（假面舞会）”。
>速度将是有毒的月光的死亡！
所以说有一天我看到春日烈日又重回大地，网络上的壬为同样的失去活力的社会现实嚎叫连连，这种残忍变的非常有必要：
>飞驰
>抓住白色羽毛的每一个触角…飞驰
>白色羽毛的每一个触角的微型摆动，飞驰
>我为这样的感觉上瘾
>反痛苦！钟声变奏！城市之河骤然白夜！
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Idea is autistic.
Soul is bloated, knowledge is not.
Knowledge is autistic.
Symphony is bloated, solo instrumental is not.
Solo instrumental is autistic.
Goethean is bloated.
Intuition is bloated.
I choose idea and knowledge for the soul, the soul's life, while I'm living as soulean, symphonized, intuitionized and Goethean.
Soul & Idea
Soul is bloated, idea is not.Idea is autistic.
Soul is bloated, knowledge is not.
Knowledge is autistic.
Symphony is bloated, solo instrumental is not.
Solo instrumental is autistic.
Goethean is bloated.
Intuition is bloated.
I choose idea and knowledge for the soul, the soul's life, while I'm living as soulean, symphonized, intuitionized and Goethean.
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Real correspondences come not from agreements, but faith, courage, restless persistence - effort, and virtue of nobility.
Nobility - I guess, relates to: connections, dependent relations, restraint, influencing, covering, protection, security etc. A naked person would not be noble, nor would a completely solitary, lonely one.
Agreements
Agreements come from misunderstandings. Disagreements are more welcomed, since disagreements bring two talking subjects closer to the relative truth, they may envisioned.Real correspondences come not from agreements, but faith, courage, restless persistence - effort, and virtue of nobility.
Nobility - I guess, relates to: connections, dependent relations, restraint, influencing, covering, protection, security etc. A naked person would not be noble, nor would a completely solitary, lonely one.
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In life, both misery, and happiness, function as torture.
When "living", or, encountering people
It is a situation in which all philosophy collapses and God disappears. I hated life to an extreme point. Sometimes I even wanted to give my life to others - utilized by others - because I didn't need it. Then, I gradually realized that all the resentment came from the presence of time, that this "life" was actually occupying time, and I couldn't really isolate this "life".In life, both misery, and happiness, function as torture.
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Auditory Hallucination
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Nobleness - is certainly bloated.
A main manifestation of nobleness is Haydn's Piano Concerto No.2,4 - intellectualistic Goethean.
Nobleness
I value nobleness most.Nobleness - is certainly bloated.
A main manifestation of nobleness is Haydn's Piano Concerto No.2,4 - intellectualistic Goethean.
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Spiritual thinking is hard;
Physically suffering is hard as well.
The hardest part is synthesizing each facets.
Spiritual suffering
Spiritual suffering is easy,Spiritual thinking is hard;
Physically suffering is hard as well.
The hardest part is synthesizing each facets.
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But the very strange thing is, when someone thinks alone - this has nothing to do with sort of an image of a thinker just because our “thinker” here doesn’t able to or want to watch himself, he don’t even feel himself at that moment - this becomes the most joyful and profound feeling one can experience on earth. Truly. To say it more precise, when he recalls, he remembers that joyful, which is exactly born out of the ashes of the painful. This painful comes from all his past experiences, I mean, all, not even some specific experiences but all of them. The opposite status of “painful” seems absent and so unreal… Pure thinking is what he goes through, where he always has “joyful and profound feeling” like a function links the process of this and the result of that. When experiences come in, or memories, that profound feeling of “thinking” looks like finds its source. Everything is being inserted in an endless circle.
Experience just means some sort of dirty, filthy, things.
Thought on the activity of “thinking”
An image of a thinker may not convey a clear temperament or tendency, yet it evokes a sense of “pain,” perhaps a “cheerful pain.” When someone genuinely shares their thoughts with others—always in the context of an individual-to-individual connection—there is often a background of pain present as well.But the very strange thing is, when someone thinks alone - this has nothing to do with sort of an image of a thinker just because our “thinker” here doesn’t able to or want to watch himself, he don’t even feel himself at that moment - this becomes the most joyful and profound feeling one can experience on earth. Truly. To say it more precise, when he recalls, he remembers that joyful, which is exactly born out of the ashes of the painful. This painful comes from all his past experiences, I mean, all, not even some specific experiences but all of them. The opposite status of “painful” seems absent and so unreal… Pure thinking is what he goes through, where he always has “joyful and profound feeling” like a function links the process of this and the result of that. When experiences come in, or memories, that profound feeling of “thinking” looks like finds its source. Everything is being inserted in an endless circle.
Experience just means some sort of dirty, filthy, things.
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Hades' secret
Knows nothing about music, when he divinely manifested himself, it was cringe: anomalous pop-music with phase shifting-like effects, echoic, and embryonic. He himself, miserable, reactive, blind. There was no light displayed, there was only sounds, and darkness.+
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It is sublime, it is beautiful, it is finally meaningful.
It is hard, it is ascetism.
Bloatology
The art of life is the art of bloatology. It is Goethean, I am impressed.It is sublime, it is beautiful, it is finally meaningful.
It is hard, it is ascetism.
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TOTALLY FUCKED.
The combo of perception + science.
The combo of perception + science.
The combo of perception + science.
Gosh this is really a result of Romantic-Goethean philosophy!
Real Poetry and Music have been truly forgotten!
"Perception"
Modern world's unrestrained praise of perception makes me feel extremly disgusted.TOTALLY FUCKED.
The combo of perception + science.
The combo of perception + science.
The combo of perception + science.
Gosh this is really a result of Romantic-Goethean philosophy!
Real Poetry and Music have been truly forgotten!
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Sonification
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Imagination per se couldn't be self-sufficient, it is dependent. And "experience" is the same. They are inferior only because they just couldn't be able to be exist alone.
They are waiting to be utilized, to be extracted to theories, to arts, to music pieces. They are reactive.
Imagination per se couldn't be self-sufficient, it is dependent. And "experience" is the same. They are inferior only because they just couldn't be able to be exist alone.
They are waiting to be utilized, to be extracted to theories, to arts, to music pieces. They are reactive.
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Person
Normally I don't treat myself as a person. I'm transforming myself to a song.阳光随着一同的惊呼洒在他们身上 没有送别，也没有临走前的握手 幽静的异国古道是致幻的飘带 一定会给他们带来片刻解脱的幻觉 闭上眼睛凝定神思，只见 冬夜木屋里善良的女孩正铺开满地的手枪 另一位站在积雪的窗台前喝着热酒 预测黎明之后的更多交谈 也许将成为彼此的知心 祝福对方的成功或失败 这样的梦，在最无辜的诗人的梦中闪现 在一件事结束前 人的语言就好像欢快的弦乐一样总加快速度 人的精神在收缩，心变得寒冷如冰 总能知道，没有什么比拿走不属于自己的任何自然去陶醉 而更加荒谬 倒掉热酒，也走出冬夜的庇护所，将自己身体劈开 孩子的友谊就这样结束
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The Love without anyone else.
Sing songs for those who dead in the distant past but shouldn't have died that young.
The Love with another mysterious who.
Noble
Be an noble man. stand in solid ground and die in a wild. This is how the solely Love begins.The Love without anyone else.
Sing songs for those who dead in the distant past but shouldn't have died that young.
The Love with another mysterious who.
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The Chinese BaZi and purple star system emphasize the calculation of societal & individual events in this very way. I realized a long time ago that this is what makes thought/idea incredibly free and unrestrained, with a depth that is genuinely unpredictable. I mean, when they are compared, they are not in the same level obviously.
Only the content of thinking and feeling can be meaningful. "Thinking" almost dominates everything unpredictable. "Feeling" collaborate with "thinking", resulting in Art that possesses considerable depth.
This is called Art, not destiny/fate.
紫薇斗数 Purple star astrology
People feel horrified when they realize that their so-called destiny/fate is largely predictable. Events are merely in a calculated sequence, and everything happens within that calculation.The Chinese BaZi and purple star system emphasize the calculation of societal & individual events in this very way. I realized a long time ago that this is what makes thought/idea incredibly free and unrestrained, with a depth that is genuinely unpredictable. I mean, when they are compared, they are not in the same level obviously.
Only the content of thinking and feeling can be meaningful. "Thinking" almost dominates everything unpredictable. "Feeling" collaborate with "thinking", resulting in Art that possesses considerable depth.
This is called Art, not destiny/fate.
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- my comment: If beloved alone is really the image of a god, that is a image of a fake god or the fake gods.
- when they comment on a random normal spiritual-less poet: He doesn't know how he wrote his poetry, he just see words in nature.
- my comment: the process of the forming of a poetry (non-spiritual) is not that "magickal". They know, and they are not able to "see", they imagine, they think or feel. Spiritual poets who able to "see" write "boring", universal beautiful / ugly poetry.
Ridiculous claims that some writers like to make
- beloved is the image of the God for a poet- my comment: If beloved alone is really the image of a god, that is a image of a fake god or the fake gods.
- when they comment on a random normal spiritual-less poet: He doesn't know how he wrote his poetry, he just see words in nature.
- my comment: the process of the forming of a poetry (non-spiritual) is not that "magickal". They know, and they are not able to "see", they imagine, they think or feel. Spiritual poets who able to "see" write "boring", universal beautiful / ugly poetry.
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>the visions I saw I did not perceive in dreams, or sleep, or delirtum, or by the
>eyes of the body, or by the ears of the outer self, or in hidden places; but I
>received them while awake and seeing with a pure mind and the eyes and ears
>of the inner self, in open places, as God willed it. How this might be is hard
>for mortal flesh to understand.
>Hildegard of Bingen
"Spiritual life" is fake spiritual.
Imagination is fake spiritual.
Jung, Steiner, Bingen, Swedenborg are truly spiritual.
Mozart, Beethoven, Xenakis, Novalis, most artists or poets are Spirit, they are not truly spiritual. They don't have visions.
Truly spiritual is not necessarily really superior to anything else, but truly spiritual is truly spiritual. Truly spiritual is have the abilty to literally see visions. This is not imagination or Art. Don't confusing "spiritual" with Art, Music and Spirit.
"Spiritual" should be truly spiritual
This is truly spiritual:>the visions I saw I did not perceive in dreams, or sleep, or delirtum, or by the
>eyes of the body, or by the ears of the outer self, or in hidden places; but I
>received them while awake and seeing with a pure mind and the eyes and ears
>of the inner self, in open places, as God willed it. How this might be is hard
>for mortal flesh to understand.
>Hildegard of Bingen
"Spiritual life" is fake spiritual.
Imagination is fake spiritual.
Jung, Steiner, Bingen, Swedenborg are truly spiritual.
Mozart, Beethoven, Xenakis, Novalis, most artists or poets are Spirit, they are not truly spiritual. They don't have visions.
Truly spiritual is not necessarily really superior to anything else, but truly spiritual is truly spiritual. Truly spiritual is have the abilty to literally see visions. This is not imagination or Art. Don't confusing "spiritual" with Art, Music and Spirit.
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I'm malicious simply because of this. There will always be an anger burning inside my mind and I can't easily face my lost of memories. I used to think that those memories should be real. It's plain, because you can confirm the details with the people associated with those memories. But gradually some detailed can't be confirmed anymore. They really can't sense the existence of me. Especially when pain has become the mainstay of all memories. I'm forced to lost memories, and I'm essentially pleased with this lost, this final result. But I hadn't hoped I'd lose those, and I think the lost is unfortunately the result of external world that at some point I lost control of. When I think about it, I'm filled with regret and bitterness fills my mouth. Somehow all interactions with the world gave me a feeling that it's all in vain.
I only know that there was an mythical past that really existed that has no relation with anyone (only with myself) and it related to golden the color, and dying fish on the ground, and the time of nightfall. Any random combination between them could be the source of any of those written poems. After finished Jung's autobiography I'm fairly certain of that. Also, all the memories of my past life were so vivid and real, the first time a poem formed, the first time learnt Haskell.
But when there is anyone else in the memory, the memory is no longer pure and therefore not trustworthy and must be discarded…
The past
I know there's always a past for every individual. But I don't or can't sense a past, a history or a memory of myself. I don't think they have really existed, I couldn't feel it, anymore. I myself reject this tendency, my confirmation of that memory, and also "in reality" I have no feeling and memory on them. I'm sure some remaining memories have all been corrupted by me. So responsibly speaking, I've lost my memories, and many things that related to all my past life.I'm malicious simply because of this. There will always be an anger burning inside my mind and I can't easily face my lost of memories. I used to think that those memories should be real. It's plain, because you can confirm the details with the people associated with those memories. But gradually some detailed can't be confirmed anymore. They really can't sense the existence of me. Especially when pain has become the mainstay of all memories. I'm forced to lost memories, and I'm essentially pleased with this lost, this final result. But I hadn't hoped I'd lose those, and I think the lost is unfortunately the result of external world that at some point I lost control of. When I think about it, I'm filled with regret and bitterness fills my mouth. Somehow all interactions with the world gave me a feeling that it's all in vain.
I only know that there was an mythical past that really existed that has no relation with anyone (only with myself) and it related to golden the color, and dying fish on the ground, and the time of nightfall. Any random combination between them could be the source of any of those written poems. After finished Jung's autobiography I'm fairly certain of that. Also, all the memories of my past life were so vivid and real, the first time a poem formed, the first time learnt Haskell.
But when there is anyone else in the memory, the memory is no longer pure and therefore not trustworthy and must be discarded…
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It's a kind of, deepened memory, sometimes altered and sometimes not.
When the activity of maintaining this love has to take into account another person on the other side, endless impurities come into your life in unimaginable ways. And then I had to see the death, to see the darkness. I couldn't close my eyes, and its nihilistic image horrified me. It gradually became an embarrassment and my hatred gradually came in. My "memory" became so good that I began to recall all the unfair and pain over and over again. Those painful moments flowed by gently like a river, but with loud rumble.
Sometimes I have to switch between hate and love. Eventually it's hard to tell which is hate or love. It ends up being entirely dependent on mind, discards all original feelings.
Love
I hat(v)e to say this. But love as a feeling is overrated. If there's anything essential thing in love, It's always instantaneous and image-thinking, or it's just like a (real) dream that a modern man couldn't grasp. (sometimes, some dreams were connected with a feeling of love so close to a kind of light, white sun, silent water or warm fire, or an image of heaven, or eternal solitude. It was even identity to reproductive pleasure, harmony.)It's a kind of, deepened memory, sometimes altered and sometimes not.
When the activity of maintaining this love has to take into account another person on the other side, endless impurities come into your life in unimaginable ways. And then I had to see the death, to see the darkness. I couldn't close my eyes, and its nihilistic image horrified me. It gradually became an embarrassment and my hatred gradually came in. My "memory" became so good that I began to recall all the unfair and pain over and over again. Those painful moments flowed by gently like a river, but with loud rumble.
Sometimes I have to switch between hate and love. Eventually it's hard to tell which is hate or love. It ends up being entirely dependent on mind, discards all original feelings.
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They can't be compatible in nature. But it should be possible today to change the nature of technology or make individual configurations to turn it arounds. If I can talk about truth arbitrarily, I know there's truth, or power, almost exclusively when I'm writing poems.
Tech & poetry ?
It might not be appropriate to compare these two things together. I know I'll make a lifelong contribution to one or both though.They can't be compatible in nature. But it should be possible today to change the nature of technology or make individual configurations to turn it arounds. If I can talk about truth arbitrarily, I know there's truth, or power, almost exclusively when I'm writing poems.
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>cityboy subcultural punk hipster urban dressing…
>outdoor dressing and "love nature!", and will take the coffee kit camping…
>enough money for Vinyl, but grossly neglecting CDs
>never contribute to archive.org or any public library
>douban id with european ips
"Sampling"
Pretty sick of people who like to talk about sampling cues in those simple electronic music. It's somehow become a niche culture that shows their "expertise", lol. Everything related to culture is so disgusting!>cityboy subcultural punk hipster urban dressing…
>outdoor dressing and "love nature!", and will take the coffee kit camping…
>enough money for Vinyl, but grossly neglecting CDs
>never contribute to archive.org or any public library
>douban id with european ips
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Love
那是一个下午，盛夏，所有人都热的冒烟了。他在车站外面等我，我一眼就能找到他。黑色的短发，一件女士针织衫上面有黑色线条，利落的长裤，脚上是皮鞋，虽然这是盛夏，他仍然穿了一双短款马丁皮鞋，全身的穿着都不清凉。盛夏的车站，橘色的，灰色的，天空会把这些掩盖为蓝色，但是他的周围的空气是浅绿色的，似乎有雾气一直不断喷出来，让我感到突然的清凉，他戴着白色口罩，口罩没有遮住脸上所有的青春痘，他抬起头，陌生地看着我，带着一些茫然，日光让他的眼睛眯成了月牙，但是双眼皮让这眼睛变得比一般人看起来的更清澈。这第一眼，不知道有没有 3 秒，但回忆里的它无数次地重播，不知道有没有让它变为 3 天。+
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当那些恼人的东西像往常一样经过一两个星期的时间，立刻散去后，至高的幸福和满足就也跟着按时到来，下午我在阳光下体验着太阳温柔的转动，同时听着上古卷轴V soundtrack大汗淋漓地编辑整理了一堆TeX文件，身体轻盈地感受着这久违的幸福，完全融入甜美温暖的空气。
尼采，谢林，但丁，威廉迈斯特，托马斯曼，荷尔德林，黑林拉特，寂静天蓝色的孤独，，
> 他的出现是一种放血的过程。我感谢他，我没有窒息而死
当那些恼人的东西像往常一样经过一两个星期的时间，立刻散去后，至高的幸福和满足就也跟着按时到来，下午我在阳光下体验着太阳温柔的转动，同时听着上古卷轴V soundtrack大汗淋漓地编辑整理了一堆TeX文件，身体轻盈地感受着这久违的幸福，完全融入甜美温暖的空气。
尼采，谢林，但丁，威廉迈斯特，托马斯曼，荷尔德林，黑林拉特，寂静天蓝色的孤独，，
> 他的出现是一种放血的过程。我感谢他，我没有窒息而死
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TheBohor changed my life, and I'm so sure this feeling might last forever.
Old me on Xenakis
>泽纳鸡丝成了我的主要老师，跟另一位青少年总是交替着出现，来对我教导。我给陈旧的回忆最后的位置。头顶上的星空好似会渗出液体，浩瀚与漆蓝，点点恒星发出着烈白无比的火光…熄灭，缓慢鸣起的蝉鸣攫取我心头的酸楚，这是夏天，猝不及防，我一直躺在破碎的十字边。The