Sunday, July 12, 2026
Toolbelt of an effeminate (handyman)
I've found a value.
Perhaps, that is the kind of thing we were more so bound to withold ourselves. That one deciphering 'value' in everything. That a spoken word such as value, displaces everything else in the world without it. Thereby, we are speaking toward one very implicit understanding of which value is universally applied. It is understood in thinking, both thinking and in doing, such as the long arrangment of specific things such as 'ideas', are no longer found useful. One value in value itself = absolutist without the chance of any other in place.
We know of these value as absolute principles.
It is much conceived the same way (largely), we know of them as foreign policies, just a flashy catch-phrase to play the odds in favour of the "greater good".
The more curious of value-systems are in mechanical repair, or what is unmetaphorical in ideologies. Such a trendy way of dealing with any sort of defense, to make themselves appear as defective in some way - shape - or form. You might have come across a point in time which didn't exactly make a lot of sense at the time, but as you drew a map of your whereabout's, the location, the names of the people involved, the matters discussed, the material commodities exchanged of currency. All these are adopted through one clear cut value.
In so many cases throughout the declaration of war in this post modern era, could reveal the factors contingent to so much we ourselves don't even know exactly.
Much of the values we have are put into the hands of trickster-profiles, the misuse of terms so to appear in such thoughts we ourself may never find appropriately given. We can take from example, such as when a person says, "Come with me, you have nothing to owe, what's that??, you refuse, well then that must mean I'm unwanted. . ." .
There is beauty in a value system, which is as corrupted as we speak.
Part of the blame in such poor value systems, seem particular to some, which this contemporary minority play a role in.
The contemporary view of values, places interest in ourselves, only if. . . they remain in the condition they are in. It is the most common use of value systems.
A revisionist review of such values, require that the risk outweigh the costs, therefore benefits the common good as a whole.
A revolutionary view, offers perspectives on which requirements need to be met in order to effectively resolve things such as conflict.
Finally, counter-revolutionary value applies to the widest spectrum of resistance, toward anything held in abundance.
These facets of value knowledge pertain to the strict method in modelling progress. Virtue itself can be denied, that create exponential factors in lieu of value systems. The status quo is looked upon as most favorable to value, though in respect of causes associated with it.
Saturday, July 11, 2026
The twitter digest (July 11th 2013)
Irrelevant, I hardly care. Fail. > Guys: do you really think vague, surupy tweets about women's intelligence will make them follow you?
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I'm only in love with the person I made you out to be in my mind.
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My shrink is fucking stupid - he says I cannot reach my limit on anything compared to the average person that 'wants it more'.
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I may be different, but fuck you if I am boring, your reverse psychology is the amount of indifference you cause.
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Working with people who want to be actors, have the most unconsciously pathological motives.
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I do not attract enough women that want to make it nasty, I think there is a disparity there, however.
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Converting from the subversion there is in society is not easy. Having that ability is tantamount to survival on a metaphoric level.
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The worst most tragic form of nihilist beliefs are from those of indolence. These people that transcend no one, with limited transparency.
Morbidity & its cause (July 9th 2013)
Read & digest. . .
Mellisa Martin's column: My column today, on vile laughter, vulnerable people and how we fail to protect those we disrespect: http://ow.ly/1YGPas
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The following is a discussion which I had re; a column written by Melissa Martin in the Winnipeg Free Press -- the dialogue I responded to her column with is presented below and is self explanatory. It speaks to the very real but evasive notion of rascism in society.
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ME: Re; misanthropic vanity / a norm in society where racial profiling has become intellectualized, therefore, pass off as increased chauvinism.
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ME: Misanthropic vanity is a form stylized racism. In that sense racial profiling has become normalized unconsciously.
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ME: This guy stole from me this week, I did nothing about it. Am I a helpless victim or a foolish hero of circumstances beyond my control.
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ME: I actually am the anti-thesis to this column. I was at a Starbucks and lend my cellphone for free to a native man.
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ME: My cellphone charges will be long distance. He promised to pay me - never returned. How greedy of me.
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ME: My point is, I epitomize your column. The people at the establishment that were guilty are scum of the earth.
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ME: What can you do but stand there and watch - it reaffirms the racist society we live in. Case closed. You cannot deny it.
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ME: Am I a victim of my own actions - hardly. The establishment you were at is an indication of that.
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My epilogue:
Integrity is a very real thing to me. I place my value in integrity on all things. In fact - the manner in which I feel a person freely gives me their ideals as opposed to what they want from it is most invasive of fantasy. (Invasive means the sense I get 'to give' rather than 'to expect'. Expectation is relative of invasive quality.) People have a very morbid type of integrity which is undesirable. The catch is, it informs my sentimentality on that level without executing my own integrity. People's false sense of value, their appraisal of integrity, is where my ideals are kept. This is a very heightened awareness, through the risks others spend informing themselves of their environment. My awareness of this, is my test of vanity.
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To panic in a climax situation (July 11th 2012)
When I look at myself, I think - I think I have made a choice.
That choice between where am I, what do I want, what will I do to get there, what am I going to do now.
There is so much reason to help me believe in what I have not managed. I have done so much to live in the moment.
I have come this far, I will be proud of who am I.
In the shallow depth of which I speak, from there emerges, am I. That I have censored myself long enough to wait, waiting on where I belong. That nature no one else dare speak of, but in this nest of words, I unmask.
I live in a depression of rights, where my struggle is born to, to this waking eye. So that my soul is priced of a divine will, and nature sought.
We live in a world of unconscious societal values, constrained in conceit.
Mystic revival (July 11th 2010)
There is so much strife in the world I love, yet, when I see beauty awaken in a light all its own.
Perhaps, the weight of ones heart truly cannot measure another mans soul, why is this? I'll tell you why -
This is because of our own ineptness, it is tuned in then out of a sort of emptiness, a hollow well filled to the brim with nature's fluidity. Take a drag into the bottom of that well, without falling in on purpose, or with mistake which some 'do' others 'don't'.
When did this well reveal itself to the world, or better yet, when has it yet to be found. . . have we really arrived at our true sense of self within a framework built by greed, or built because we are all aware.
Instead of that happiness we seek in ourselves, what kind of a concept would global happiness teach me, rather than the reverse osmosis of happiness as a failure. In other words, you choose to make your happiness, whatever you create in life, is based on choices, those choices which will follow the greater good.
The kind of world we were born into, then through generations, either through revolution or born out of perceptions.
The life we were all taught "in favor" of "rewards" has grown into an exponential type-cast of equilibrium.
So, putting our own conventions aside, would also equate with some form of implicit risk. What if - only what if risk taking was a skill, or rather an art of pursual toward happiness lost. What if we were suddenly made aware of a well so generous to us, it wouldn't have lost touch, therefore change the course toward history as we've known it?
That kind of well, which in light of everything that once was thought at stake, totally transformed into a meaning far beyond our means of consumption.
What if this well, so cleverly hidden from us were then thought out to progress a human condition unlike the one we have instilled today.
What kind of practice would you take, would you resist the change, even though it is voluntary (change) would you resist the effort you know already, to replace it with a completely altered version of yourself.
Would such a change result in happiness-altered rather than conditional happiness.
Friday, July 10, 2026
the authenticity of virtuosity
Autonomy speaking, this approach is about one's mastery over virtue. And the virtue you seek in yourself is about authentically renewing your mind's intention. It is an instinctive element of how one puts moral devices into action.
The narcissist implicates this. A narcissistic personality will remove themselves from the same idea another person has of themselves - as if that were only true of one version or what I call a self-righteous stereotypically detailed method. This idea is about the narcissist trying to get something they want. What they want no matter the cost to someone else's psychology. (i.e. 'feelings')
My reasons are simply put (to me) because I have been accused of being a narcissist. So to face this, as I had to.
I decided to take inventory of my moral agency toward other people.
What I find is by definition, I am selfish in my conduct. I am not, however, is selfish in conducting myself as if I am better than other people. Therein is the lack of proof that if I were an exhibitionist in trying to allure myself out of a stereotype. If I were a man that did not withhold my feelings for others in a manner that was deceptive, how would anyone else know? (This is chaotic of me to say; because interpretation is subjective, and subjectivity is language that translates into superstition.) Superstition is why Wittgenstein embodied a philosophy meant to betray our sensory experience into one of cognitive dissonance.
Why I do philosophy is to help myself see the world through the eyes and ears of god, that if god told me to do something, the same question I would impose onto god. For example: why would god ask me to provide him with any type of convenience, out of one's grievance toward that end. So if I asked god if he would help me be a writer, then why would I need this audience or even a reader per se. The audience I have is in gods eyes. Which is my point here: because I can never write (to think) that something somewhere is telling my reader what to understand. Language has its silence if you are capable enough to interpret sensory experience.
What this comes back to is how deceptive a narcissist is. That one's command of a language if only meant to limit the opposite force. That force caused BY THE NARCISSIST - but not, however, the use of language they aim to satisfy their irrational needs.
The work of a writer examines thoughts that transfer an empirical level into what the reader wants. The reader likes specific answers. But the real metaphor is in the deception. The readers reward comes from their own lack of comprehension.
the psychological area of native intelligence
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