Way the hell away.

Tool - [Swamp Song]--- It's recently been suggested that i tell you all exactly what happened, that was causing me so much stress. I refuse to do that, here, because, you know what? That's rude. I mean, come on, i say something, to justify myself, and then i get attacked for putting business where it doesn't belong? Fuck that. I'm tired of Digging myself deeper holes.

Moving right along, i had a lot of really fucked up dreams, last night. I know i haven't been posing them much, nor have i been saying much about them, but that's because i've not seen much relevance, in them (Tool - [Sober]). Other than a strange Kingdom-Under-Siege motif... Hmmm. Yeah. Anyway. I'm pretty much done, here, because all of the things i want to say... well, they don't Go here. They aren't to You, the General Audience. Go see "Eight Crazy Nights." The part where he goes to the closed mall is hilarious.

"I am just a worthless liar.
I am just an Imbecile.
I will only complicate you.
Trust in me and fall as well.
I will find a centre in you.
I will chew it up and leave.
I will work to elevate you,
Just enough to bring you down.
Mother Mary won't you whisper,
Something but the past and done?!
Mother Mary won't you whisper
Something but the past and done?!. . .
Why can we not be sober, I
Just want to start this over..."

Anyway. That's about the end of that. (OhGr - [Blobbo]). Things will get better, one way or another. I said that, last time, and i meant it. That last post, by the way? That was an apology and something working toward reconciliation. It was supposed to be a happy thing.

Later

{Blatantly Stolen Style of Addendum 2.33: Luxt - [Tar]--- The temptation to write a poem called "Pathos" is overwhelming, these days... I worked on The Picture, some more... Got a start on the background... The floor's going to be a woodgrain, i think... *twitch* Time to go.}

Because i'm a freaky bastard.

OhGr - [Chaos]--- I'm re/Reading "The Illuminatus Trilogy." The odd syntactical structure because i started reading it, in the 11th grade, but never finished it. Plus i can't seem to get my hands on a book copy of "Silence of the Lambs." I'm a little miffed, about that. I'm sure i'll obtain it soon, though, one way or another. (Luxt - [Witchhunt]). Christmas/Yule/Kwanzaa/Chanukkah/Solstice/Ramadan being the season for miracles, and all... Hmm.

I don't know how many of you have read David Hume's "Against Miracles," but it's pretty fucked up. He states that Miracles are "A transgression of a Law of Nature by particular volition of the Deity, or by the interposition of some invisible agent." (Tool - [Undertow]). He then goes on to say that, even if something Seems to be a Miracle, it is, most likely, simply the Action of a Natural Law that we do not yet understand. We cannot trust the Testimony of other, over our own senses, and our sense will never show us anything violating a natural law, because they operate Upon natural law, therefore, we have no stable Right to believe in Miracles. (OhGr - [Kettle]). That's kind of circular logic, there, but it's True. There is no Evidence of the Senses that says that we should Believe, but there is a central disagreement, here: Why are we relegated to using Hume's definition of a Miracle?

That's only one of the many problems i have with the argument. The others include believing not being the same as Knowing, and the article of Faith, if you're going to say that you have Faith, to begin with. Skeptics and believers, all, we have the various ways we go about our lives, and trying to understand those things, around us. (OhGr - [Water]). We say we believe,but only with proof, or we say that we can't have proof if we are going to Believe, or we say that they should be Separate, totally, or that there is a better way to integrate them all, and that, of course, We have the answers. We have Questions. And we're looking for the answers To those questions. We take the answers that match, in us, and make us feel Right, and Good. And Quality is Just(ly) Whatever You Like. It's a wonderful thing to be brought back to first principles, the further you try to go, into the world. It's absolutely amazing.

I wonder, sometimes, if the things i think are actually true. I try to look at things from all perspectives, and realise that they are all there, within me, so it shouldn't be too Hard. But it is hard. It's weird to have more than one perspective on the Issues, because that's not the way this place is meant to Work... (OhGr - [Lusid]). We're meant to Choose. We pick the things we like, and the ways we want to look at things, and then we go, that way, until we get to everything, a bit at a time. We're not meant to take it all, at once, and try to fit it all in, and make it work. It causes us nothing but problems... I mean, Look at Us. We're a fractured, spiraled, undefined, inhibited, free, determined, masochistic Mess. The things we want are not the things we strive for the hardest.. Because our subconscious works twice as hard. We say we want to integrate ourselves, and then we're afraid of what we find there? (OhGr - [Ode to Groovy]). That makes sense... Sarcastically and not. So, we keep on moving, and we do things, and we make things happen, and the things we don't want to allow ourselves to want get the better of us, and we trip, stumble and fall.

Tool - [Prison Sex]--- "And there he goes! Off on those More-Integrated-Than-Thou Tangents, again! And Where will it get him, this time, ladies and gentlemen? Why, where it always gets him: Over by the fence, contemplating the grass, while the rest of them pass him by, leave him in the dust, and look at him, pityingly and quizzically, over their collective shoulders. It's a sad, sad race, today, ladies and gentlemen... He May get taken to the glue factories..."

Later.