Showing posts with label theoretics. Show all posts
Showing posts with label theoretics. Show all posts

Sunday, June 21, 2026

Contradiction negating value~ Wittgenstein

 


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This is my mind is both a brilliant yet a conflicting statement....
In the world everything is as it is and happens as it does happen. In it, there is no value, - and if there were, it would be of no value. Ludwig Wittgenstein.

Friday, June 19, 2026

June 19th 2024 the ethics of Marco Almeida

 There is something about me. When I feel wronged. I always almost always make myself to blame. It goes without thinking. I don’t know why this is. I do know where it has taken me. I know I am a sensitive person - it is not out of character for me if you know me better.  


But to further this self examination, it boggles my mind how much hurt I've been through. 


In return from such a realization, it comes from a place of repentance. That people who blame themselves before placing that same type of judgment onto others, are people of god. This means you look out for others, putting their needs before your own.


It's about feeling disappointed but on a human level, most won't understand.


What I can say of me is that it makes me a good person, not - not that it makes me better than others. It simply means that when you connect the dots, you know what good vs evil looks like. And consequently there are those who perversely take advantage of that in spite of you.


In conslusion, there are people in my history. Some I loved dearly that completely shattered my personal perception of myself, my well being, and only misunderstood me for what I can now say had nothing to do with me. It was about me blaming only myself.  


It can be lonely.


- Marco


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The paradoxical nature between God and man is the very fabric of philosophy. Therefore, theology is philosophy with a general assignment of those variables. The truth is not theological. Only the question of God is philosophical and unknowable. Which creates our own dialogue.



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June 20th 2026

I don't know about that.  A pure metaphysical standpoint, from which all things derive thenselves as is, does not physically represent an apriori discerned representation of MY REALITY.
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 So what your argument says, is interesting to me.
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My point being that my personal affirmations (i.e. thoughts) that I hold myself to.  Are they merely dogmas of some type.  How do you know I am acting on my metaphysical representation of my relationship to the physical experience. Which to your point: would make my own sensory experience - obsolete?  °•●•°°

If in which case you don't see my contradiction as constructive of your idea.  Then, please refrain from a thoughtless response to me.

Thanks for your insight, regardless.

- Marco


Sunday, June 07, 2026

The subtle art of seduction by Marco Almeida

 


I am just going to say it. Actors in Winnipeg that think they know how to act - don't admit it. They won't admit they have no idea what it means or what that entails.
I've attended hundreds of classes pertaining to acting.
It has never once translated into having landed a profession in the field. All I ever wanted to be was an actor. In fact, I still am an avant-garde that cares about the art of seduction and treats the entire thing as an idea.
But when it comes to Canadian cinema or the skill it takes to truly make a difference - to this day I have never come across.
True in fact - in my experience.
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What else boils in my mind - is that the case I make is so rejected... the paradoxical nature I present gets more rejected than actually presenting ideas behind the subject itself.
You don't know skill until you quantify your methods.
The scene in Winnipeg I have witnessed are superficial at best. Same applies out in the universe of all.
Fuck the fake work-outs enduring countless hours of time and getting royally ripped off. My point here is simpler.
Get the fuck out of my way... I am an actor and I'm tired of being told I'm not.
Marco


Thursday, June 04, 2026

Caged in the fire (incomplete informational feedback)

 Steven Bernstein


What is the main purpose you propose to manage how we arrive at something (as you said) poetic? What is a poetically specific motive as a framework for creating something original or challenging norms. This, as ideology, becomes dogmatic independent of the way it is received because, in my view, most audiences are complacent to what already is in the world. My point is that the audience's perception is a constraint in what they are receiving behind the medium, beneath the message, based on an unconscious lack of disbelief. In other words, the audience wants a new source to interpret causation. Meaning - I, as the actor, have the ability to alter an audience's domestic element. All people in general take aim without thinking about what's at stake. My job is to make something that is completely beyond that. So my question is, how do you know? How do you know what objective focuses is doing things completely disobeying together laws we are all centered on or pulled into (without) gathering convention. I can tell you that I work from this place. And most actors are not aware. This is my personal laboratory. °●•○•●●• Marco from Winnipeg


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June 4th 2016

I found this song for the first time this week. It has touched me on a mysterious level I can only feel.

I am a huge fan of this Canadian artist.

Out of all the music he has created, this reaches to the top of my favorites of his.

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It reminds me of a place I used to call home. But home never leaves you - your best version of yourself. That the it factor we all chase is in vain. It is about making the opposite for that choice. That choice we all wish for things to happen though may never come.

This message is about how stupid I am to think I'm an artist.

(Put that phrase I last thought a different way.)

I'm not the artist that everyone thinks - I am. To think that I'm an artist is my secret life made public. It may be how stuck you all see me. But it doesn't make me a loser. I rather fight dying to be what I want. While everybody watches it happen or not, is not up to me.

That's how truth works.

Believe me, I'm not waiting to be famous. I will fight the same way despite the unfathomable destruction of me. That 'me' that everyone thinks deserves special treatment. Special treatment is not about wanting the things we want and getting them. It takes the truth of climbing the mountain and thinking how the view is as good as everyone else's. That takes courage. Test me, my friend. This point on the mountain is all just over the top nonsense no one cares to understand nor think about. (A perfect sentence to define me.) But really, as fictionally delusional you make this out to be. There are things that reach the pinnacle in life, you hardly are ware of. Like your first born. The marriage you have. It's all real. I'm searching for words to find how that computes into the reality WE ALL WANT. And my point is I am what interprets my personal affirmations.

You are not the rejection you faced all your life because it became larger than you ever could imagine it. Now I fall under the escape plan.

This is about being that version I only imagined when I was the younger version (of myself).

I've become something of an idea. And may be it's true. And may be it isn't. But I know I can fight. And that doesn't make me a boss, a prize fighter, or an executioner.

I fight (because I can) without protesting my own advocacy means something.

People have accused me of being something I can only imagine myself as. I know it. But I don't care. I fear it will have to be out of my control.

The whole purpose about making no sense to anyone is this:

I want to make a difference. I fight as not to be purged upon.

And this is where I will end my truth. Without living a lie. Lies - where we all fall in line with whatever is in front of us. I have what makes me feel things most of you never do. And I want to feel it without safety. My animal instinct. The kind that you have but you dispossessed. You dispossessed something that you failed to conquer along the way. If that doesn't have you thinking. . . than what other lies are you living?

And this is the proof of how I arrange what I see in life. Words are my only proof. Words upon words of self control. A self control that we all fail to connect to others with but use judgment. I have never fucking judged anyone in my life for who they are. Just ask anyone.

But if you cross the line between my faith in god and what stands on the other side of this. You've gone lost.

That's where you'll find me.

This is where I am in life. A 50 year old man that is wiser than he ever thought possible.

Marco's been through heart ache, through the worst near death experiences you'd never purport.

But I will die going out swinging before someone takes my wings away.


- Marco