Equate Justice
Jan. 27th, 2004 09:21 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
wolven7Jack Off Jill - [Witch Cunt]--- I spent the majority of today drawing septagrams, septagons, hexagrams, hexagons, pentagrams, pentagons, tetragrams, and interlocking squares and circles. I wrote out something between a logical proof and a mathematical equation of How to Display Justice, but still no positive ramifications, for the term. Justice is Perfect Cause and Effect, in a moral context. (kidneythieves - [Before I'm Dead]). You do something, and the reaction to your action matches, morally (which is delineated by the societal context in which you live). The problem lies, then, in figuring out set moral codes, in a way other than "As Set by Authority." Justice... Difficult, but not impossible. I wondered and thought about the nature of discerning a circle, because there are 360 degrees, yes? But how? They (the circles) are made of infinite lines, verticies, infinitesimally small, almost but not quite zero, so what is the apparaturs by which circles are made? What is the measure of the angles, such that they, times Infinity, equal 360? Or am i asking the wrong question? If so, what's the right one, and what's the answer? I'm here to learn, damnit, not Only to wonder.
Eminem - [Criminal]--- I wrote a haiku today, while doing all these other things, too.
Imperferct Sevens
Holy Facets tinted red
Silverblack Spirals
And i was watching the class, in Zen and Shinto, and we were talking about the ideals of Emptiness, and Buddha Nature, both, at once, within the Sanron tradition, and i understood how it was supposed to worrk. It'snot a connundrum, it's a simple progression, as long as you're willing to accept something else. Buddha is Empty. Emptiness is the nature of Everything. Everything is/n't. It's both, and neither, and each, individually, at once. And Not. Shhh. It's fine. It's not something a lot of people want to accept, whether they're In the Zen traditions, or the western schools of thought, because everyone thinks that paradox is bad, when, really, it's kind of the nature of things. But i told you that, alraedy. (Pain - [Gavin]). Yes and no? For god to be infinite, it has to be it's assertion and negation? Mu? That whole thing.
And my head hurts, because i didn't get enough sleep, last night, nor enough water, today. I need water and caffeine, and, maybe, some food. But i'll be ok.
I dreamed of going on some field trip to Arizona, Father Callahan style, but with a bus full of kids, who were all, supposedly, from my school. We stopped at a gas station rest stop. The driver told me that i was fine, because i didn't have classes, until 4.30, and he said that everyone else had to sign a roll, and that anyone who missed any classes, while we were out, would make the time up, when we got back. (Pop Will Eat Itself - [Home]). Everyone, including me, thought that was kind of weird. There was something about Karaoke. I went to the bathroom, came out, and there was Patrick, but it wasn't Patrick. He was a gruff, grumpy old man, in personality. And he was drinking. I told him to watch that, because he had already died, once, today, from alcohol poisoning, and i didn't feel like bringing him back. He told me to go fuck myself. I walked back to the bus, wiping my hands dry, after helping a couple of of the kids tip the candy machine, around the side of the gas station. I sat, in my coat, on the bus steps, and waited for everyone to get back. Lorraine ran our school, which was a combination of a college, Horizons, and the main hall at Grady.
Voltaire - [Let It Go]--- I think something odd started to give, today, and i was interacting weirdly, today. It felt improper for me to speak, all day, as if anything i had to say, even if it was correct, would be showing off, so i was silent, for a good portion of the day. People kept looking at me funny, and i felt slightly uncomfortable, around everyone. Slightly paranoid, perhaps, because, at one point, the entire MARTA station felt.. off. Like it was watching me. Yes, we all know i'm not exactly the most stable. But we also know that, often, it's best to trust instincts.
So i got on the train, and avoided human contact, till i got home. Now i still feel tired, and in need of water, but i'm better than i was, before. I really need me some damn sleep... And to buy books, tomorrow.
See you all, later.
Eminem - [Criminal]--- I wrote a haiku today, while doing all these other things, too.
Imperferct Sevens
Holy Facets tinted red
Silverblack Spirals
And i was watching the class, in Zen and Shinto, and we were talking about the ideals of Emptiness, and Buddha Nature, both, at once, within the Sanron tradition, and i understood how it was supposed to worrk. It'snot a connundrum, it's a simple progression, as long as you're willing to accept something else. Buddha is Empty. Emptiness is the nature of Everything. Everything is/n't. It's both, and neither, and each, individually, at once. And Not. Shhh. It's fine. It's not something a lot of people want to accept, whether they're In the Zen traditions, or the western schools of thought, because everyone thinks that paradox is bad, when, really, it's kind of the nature of things. But i told you that, alraedy. (Pain - [Gavin]). Yes and no? For god to be infinite, it has to be it's assertion and negation? Mu? That whole thing.
And my head hurts, because i didn't get enough sleep, last night, nor enough water, today. I need water and caffeine, and, maybe, some food. But i'll be ok.
I dreamed of going on some field trip to Arizona, Father Callahan style, but with a bus full of kids, who were all, supposedly, from my school. We stopped at a gas station rest stop. The driver told me that i was fine, because i didn't have classes, until 4.30, and he said that everyone else had to sign a roll, and that anyone who missed any classes, while we were out, would make the time up, when we got back. (Pop Will Eat Itself - [Home]). Everyone, including me, thought that was kind of weird. There was something about Karaoke. I went to the bathroom, came out, and there was Patrick, but it wasn't Patrick. He was a gruff, grumpy old man, in personality. And he was drinking. I told him to watch that, because he had already died, once, today, from alcohol poisoning, and i didn't feel like bringing him back. He told me to go fuck myself. I walked back to the bus, wiping my hands dry, after helping a couple of of the kids tip the candy machine, around the side of the gas station. I sat, in my coat, on the bus steps, and waited for everyone to get back. Lorraine ran our school, which was a combination of a college, Horizons, and the main hall at Grady.
Voltaire - [Let It Go]--- I think something odd started to give, today, and i was interacting weirdly, today. It felt improper for me to speak, all day, as if anything i had to say, even if it was correct, would be showing off, so i was silent, for a good portion of the day. People kept looking at me funny, and i felt slightly uncomfortable, around everyone. Slightly paranoid, perhaps, because, at one point, the entire MARTA station felt.. off. Like it was watching me. Yes, we all know i'm not exactly the most stable. But we also know that, often, it's best to trust instincts.
So i got on the train, and avoided human contact, till i got home. Now i still feel tired, and in need of water, but i'm better than i was, before. I really need me some damn sleep... And to buy books, tomorrow.
See you all, later.
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Date: 2004-01-27 08:44 pm (UTC)we were secretly filming you for our new documentry about paraniod, marta using goth bois :)
It was sparticus!! He did it
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Date: 2004-01-27 08:49 pm (UTC)You're in the centre of something, this time, I think. Silver quantum strands and geometric shapes. Figure out the edges, the shape and the players, if any.
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Date: 2004-01-27 08:59 pm (UTC)Zen: That's right. It's everything and nothing, yet something and not.
Strangely enough (or not), everything about today seemed wrong to me, too. The 35 degree high after almost a week of it always being over 45, the SNOW, the SUN AND THE SNOW...and then there was that overbearing feeling of everything being twisted slightly to the right.
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And "and then there was that overbearing feeling of everything being twisted slightly to the right." YES. Exactly.