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Interzone / Why we worry.
« on: November 05, 2013, 02:12:53 AM »
Worrying about things is something everybody knows about.
Or at least, knows what it is like.
But why do we do it?

Insecurity/fear. Nothing more.
Imagining a possible scenario, or a scenario that is approaching, and doubting one's ability to deal with it.

But consider: worrying depends upon lead-time. Something that seems to threaten, but at some point in the future.
Nobody worries about being broke when one actually is broke. Or being caught shoplifting when one actually is caught. One simply deals with whatever it is, to the best of one's ability, when it happens.

Is there an answer to worrying? Since absolutely nobody enjoys doing it, having an answer to it might be good.
Yes, there is an answer to worrying. About anything!

Know thyself. Completely. This involves becoming completely honest. Which, as an added benefit, involves being completely honest with oneself. This honesty unlocks hidden potential, that lies dormant in everyone, enabling them to be more capable than they ever imagined. One's entire toolkit becomes available for use, and a formidable toolkit it is.

I haven't worried about much, for a long time, and, as if by osmosis, neither has my wife. What comes, comes.
We deal with whatever comes, as it comes, and experience shows that, with this approach, there is very little that can not be dealt with. It is a strategy that works.

Imagine being completely confident, in any situation. Not merely acting like it, but being it, for real.
Imagine never doubting one's ability to deal with absolutely anything that comes up.
You don't have to just imagine it, though. It is not difficult to achieve.

Only people who don't know themselves, worry. Those that do know themselves, don't worry.
Worrying is a big deal for those who are unable to not worry. Some even end up as suicides.
It is a very good idea to spend time reintroducing yourself to yourself. Only this time, honestly.
If there is a key, or keys, to becoming superhuman, then this is one of them.


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Interzone / How to not disappear up your own ass.
« on: November 04, 2013, 06:55:54 PM »
The more I see, and hear, about people, the more I prefer the company of rabbits, birds, mushrooms...
I got up, this morning, and took my coffee out onto the back deck, which is covered, and full of tools.
Two woodpeckers, a junco, a fox sparrow and a wren skittered about, reminding me to feed them before I settled down for caffeine.
After experiencing that, in all its innocent glory, I staggered back inside and sat down to read the usual news, weather, blogs and forums I always read...

People, for the most part, lead lives so cut-off from nature, that all they see is the social, people-stuff, and not surprisingly, this is the stuff that they worry about. It's not enough that they get immensely troubled by this people-stuff, but on top of that comes the ongoing analysis of what, how and why.

I have discovered, by being older than I was, and ever eager to have as little to do with people-stuff (and people) as possible, that nearly all problems are solved by not engaging with people in the first place. Indeed, whenever I do encounter these strange beasts, all I see is neuroses, depression, and assorted degrees of craziness. Which, if I took them seriously, would inevitably infect me, too.

The things people worry about, is almost completely beyond me. It is laughable. But not funny. The net result of this worry is, as I so often observe, desperation, depression and a state of visible unbalance. People have a predisposition to disappear up their own asses, and this is easily achieved by allowing themselves to become crazy, and then to spend their remaining energies justifying why they have allowed themselves to become so.

And none of it counts for anything. It is all plain crazy.

It's gonna pour with rain again, soon, the wind may blow very hard, and a tree could fall on my house. Or even a meteor. There is a megathrust earthquake getting closer and closer, apparently, and I live uncomfortably close to reputedly active volcanoes. It's all a bit tenuous, really, and maybe I should go into a panic. But I simply can't be bothered with any of it. I am alive, now, and as healthy as anyone my age could expect to be, etc...

Sanity, and peace of mind, is maintained by giving no CPU cycles to the crap that others worry about.
Because it really is crap. All of it. So now you know.


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Interzone / Waking up.
« on: November 01, 2013, 08:18:19 PM »
I'll share with you a memory, because it is a good memory, and an interesting way of starting a new day...

Cold, wet, shivering, hungry, penniless and alone. I was probably sixteen.
I woke up, in a shallow ditch, beside a railway line, somewhere in Somerset, UK, in the early morning greyness.
And the first thing I was aware of, was surprise. That I had woken up, at all.
How long can you be this poor, and this hungry, and this thin, and this cold, before you don't wake up ever again?
Hence the surprise, and the pleasant feeling of getting to live through another, unexpected day.

That is a good way to wake up, and although I haven't done it for many years, I cherish the memory of having done so.
I try, always, to apply that sense of surprise, to each new day, because now I know, for a fact, that those new days are numbered. And that fewer and fewer of them remain, to be surprised by.


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Interzone / Sic transit gloria mundi.
« on: November 01, 2013, 03:58:49 AM »
Has anyone had any experience of glory?

Sic transit gloria mundi is the latin rendering of All glory is fleeting.
As it is, because it must be.

Glory is the realm, and birthright, of men. A quest that stirs in their hearts.
Most will never know it, but for those who do...

As a moth is drawn, irresistibly to a flame, so men are drawn towards glory.
Its fire consumes them, but in this consummation, they themselves become the glory.
Leaving memory, work done, and incomparable satisfaction in its wake.


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Interzone / Logic. What is it, anyway?
« on: October 31, 2013, 07:28:55 PM »
People drone on about logic, all the time, and about how important it is.
Then they get around to scolding others for their decreed lack of it.
If you are deemed illogical, you can be safely tucked away in a corner, to wear a dunce's hat, and marginalized.

But logic, whatever logic is, is entirely dependent upon the amount of it that one is capable of, a any given moment.
There must be, then, logically, varying degrees of logic.
Which suggests that logic is by no means any kind of valid measure of anything.

Which, in turn, suggests that experience has a lot to do with logic, since only experience can provide context for logic.
The more the experience, the greater the capacity for logic, until, with enough experience, one's grasp of logic can become so advanced that it no longer even resembles logic to those lacking such experience.

Which, in turn, makes a fair argument for not paying too much attention to the infallibility of logic.
Logic thus resembles ego, in that it is a waypoint, between here, and there, that enables one to get by, until something better shows up.

So much for logic.
Does anybody have anything to add?
(Or if you happen to be a Scot: "Doose anniewon hae aye tae add?")


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Interzone / Work.
« on: October 26, 2013, 09:44:28 PM »
Everybody knows what work is.
Or do they?
Many avoid it, because it has unpleasant connotations. A sometimes necessary evil.
I look at work differently...

Work is any action that results in something getting done, and that is a good thing, not a bad thing.
It doesn't matter what that thing is, that gets done; what matters is that it gets done.

I remember living an extremely marginal life, homeless, starving and destitute, in the Sonoran Desert.
I had little energy to spare, for such dreary things as work.
And so I made a deal with myself: I would endeavour to get one thing done, per day.

One thing may not seem like much, and of course, it isn't.
But it is what it is: One Thing.
And, as Lao Tzu observed:
The journey of a thousand miles, begins with a single step.



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Interzone / Life is not a vacation.
« on: October 16, 2013, 06:48:38 PM »
Life is not a vacation, no matter how much we might like it to be.
It involves adaptation to the demands of living.
Which involves a lot of activities we might wish we could avoid.
This is really what society attempts to deliver: a way to get what we need, without giving anything in return.
Which is why society will fail, and can do nothing else but fail, in the long run.
Unless...

Humans are able to take control of themselves, rather than let society define their behaviour.
To become something worthy of being alive, rather than just being passive, consuming vacationers.



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Interzone / Intelligence, cleverness, and wisdom.
« on: October 13, 2013, 08:34:59 PM »
You start with the intelligence you have. You will never have more than you started with.
You may augment that intelligence with cleverness, but cleverness ultimately turns out to be a cul-de-sac.
With the coming of wisdom, cleverness is left behind.
And intelligence takes a back seat.

What you start with, gets you by, until you have something better.
The same could be said of ego.
Everybody has to start somewhere, but it is probably better not to camp permanently where you started.


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Interzone / Looking forward...
« on: October 10, 2013, 02:04:47 AM »
What do you look forwards to? Anything? Nothing? Lots of things?
An interesting question, perhaps, for nihilists.
I don't look forward to many things, but I definitely have a few.
Tell me yours, and I'll tell you mine.



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Interzone / What is Religion, anyway?
« on: October 06, 2013, 08:43:55 PM »
It seems many people are very down on the whole idea of religion.
It's not hard to see why.
But is this a reaction to the current state of religion, or to the idea of religion, itself?

I am not religious, in the usual sense, while at the same time being very religious, in another sense.
I live by rules, morals, ethics and scruples, which I rarely - if ever - violate.
Most of these things have close similarities with Christianity, as practiced when I was young, but which now are more or less extinct. There is no denying that such attitudes are beneficial to the one practicing them. They work. Yet this is no 'official' religion, but rather a way of life.

I suggest that religion, itself, is blameless, for all its current ills and hypocrisies. It is people who insist upon destroying it, as a valid and useful adhesive for binding together a civilization.


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Interzone / Rabbit wisdom.
« on: September 23, 2013, 05:47:26 PM »
I was feeding my replacement bunny, this morning, which was a very wet, clammy sort of morning.
It was already in its hutch, which remains open, and is a shelter against the weather.
It saw me coming and prepared itself to be unprepared.
Then it made like a ram, and head-butted my hand, before clamping its shovel teeth to my finger and reminding me of what it could do if it decided to.
And nibbled a bit of hay instead. Looked me in the eye and cared about nothing. Washed its face. Yawned. Skittered out of the hutch, down the ramp, back up again, and ate some pellets.

It came to me that I behave in much the same way.
Prepared to respond to anything, anytime, by being pointedly unprepared for any particular thing.
Open to the moment, and what the moment may bring.
If rabbits have any wisdom, then that may be it.


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Interzone / Murphy's Law.
« on: September 20, 2013, 02:34:54 AM »
If you're from the UK, you may already be familiar with Murphy's Law. But if you're not, take a look at this very involved, very deep, very odd crime drama.
Murphy is from the depths of Hell, aka Belfast. If he wasn't an undercover cop, he'd be an IRA terrorist.
This man rocks! And he speaks just like me :)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0-Igl5gAOtg

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Interzone / Concerning Cavemen...
« on: September 11, 2013, 11:58:34 PM »
I myself am a caveman. Or at least, I have been.
Maybe it's partisan, but I like to think I was a civilized one, though.
But 'civilized' is a word, like any other loaded term, that means different things to different people.
On the one hand, it is about the highest state a human can aspire to, yet on the other, it has very little to recommend it.
It was suggested, moments ago, that cavemen have their uses, and this is true.
Caves would suffer the depredations of all kinds of critters and creepy-crawlies, were it not for the domestic instincts of cavemen (and cavewomen). They even inspire cavemen to resort to art, to while away those dreary ice-ages.
Out of caves come civilized humans.
Sometimes.

Caves are quiet, dank places of reflection and contemplation. They embody nature, and its permanence.
They enfold, like a chilly womb. They provide shelter and safety, or at least the illusion of it.

I often look up at the night sky, and see it as a vast cave in which everything lives.
Once, it might have scared me. But now, I feel only wonder, and safety.





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Interzone / An avian definition of Nihilism.
« on: September 11, 2013, 10:00:25 PM »
From the perspective of a crow, Nihilism is thus:

The realization that just about every viewpoint a human has, about the way things are, is completely arbitrary, and hence suspicious.
Society, and its rules, are arbitrary. They have no basis in reality.
Civilization, itself, is arbitrary. It is a group of people agreeing to behave in certain ways, so that they are all on the same page.
Not much of this social interaction is truth. It is almost all made-up, by crazies who like their own ways of seeing life, as opposed to understanding what life actually is.
Therefore, Nihilism is a good starting point to discover the truth of things, and a baseline from which to sortie outwards in the exploration of - and search for - reality.

On the other hand, Nihilism is not:
Behaving like a devil-worshipping, disgusting, scurrilous cannibal, in order to show others what a brilliant and irreverent rebel one is.

This is not a widely-held, or popular definition of what Nihilism is, but rather what a crow makes of it, from the limited exposure a crow has, to such things.
Do feel free to correct or modify this description, to explain your own ideas on Nihilism.



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Interzone / Concerning amerika.org...
« on: September 11, 2013, 09:08:07 PM »
Amerika is a place for civilized conservative discussion. Far more so than here. It is not a deathmetal site.
So it might be a good idea to do a reality-check before you go there and behave as you do here.
Not everyone is interested in immature quasi-nihilistic tough-guy posturing, and any and all civilized conversation be-damned.

Amerika is concerned with reinstating, reinventing, restructuring the current advanced chaos into what was once a passable civilization. Please respect that mission. If you must be a caveman, this is the place to do it.





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