Monthly Archives: March 2015
My new secret to happiness? Tell yourself the fucked up shit, alone, in a calm place, with great vigor. Don’t assume others want the truth.
Raise your hand if you only know me on Twitter (this is a thing)
Anybody know any vacant lots filled with garbage? Think I have a fun idea for an Easter Egg hunt.
Science… Mysticism… I know there’s supposed to be a difference, but damned if I see it. examiner.com/article/teilha…
We unsend because we care.
We delete all because we care and because bad brain no no, dumbthinks no good UH UH.
To be unwavering in the face of vicissitudes: loss, gain, good-repute, ill-repute, praise, censure, sorrow, joy… this is true ________.
“TRUE and FALSE” are false
— if true, then also not true… but also not false.
(Does this break reality?)
O truth, be ye repulsive and abhorrent, terrifying to behold, heartbreaking and soul-crushing and impossible to tell, I bid, fuhgeddaboutit.
A psychosis (fantasy diverging from reality) lasting exactly one year. And then waveform collapse. The worst things imaginable. But truth.
The game of life. This level’s fucking hard.
You can’t just pretend like that’s a normal, wholesome activity. Or that you’re not obligated to make enough for the whole class.
Selfie with evil(good) dragon, Orin Zebest, 2015 pic.twitter.com/6YWJVqmipE
I’m fond of the stories, symbols, and metaphors found in the universe of mathematics. Wherever that may be found.
The San Franschism
Neuroscience professor #1 startled the shit out of me today I guess I can’t yet full-reptilian
Let’s call them what they really are. Not ‘personal boundaries’, ‘personal FRONTIERS’. #language
My wayfinding algorithm has been reoptimized to perceive as many possible high vorps as predictable. Vorp = do this thing! it’s better!
This brain. Whoa. Fuck yeah brain[s].
Seriously. I’m a neuroscience student.
That’s quite a memetic trove. I’m interested in a few of ‘em, especially the one about mirror neurons… I’m a neuron, myself.
Ze don’t make it so obvious, most of the time.
Shh! We decided to act like we didn’t like it, so they still think they have to come up with something better. You liberal t
To be authoritative, pretend you’re the author?
Wow. A year to the day. That’s pretty amazing. To me.
Neuro-co-divergence. Might be a big problem. #zemind
Happy birthday, Mom! Sorry you couldn’t be with us today. Miss you. Love you. Grok you.