I think humans take the disarray of nature, the winding path and make it into straight lines, we take clutter and sort it by descending heights or contingent colors because we fear the chaos of ourselves, nature being chaotic and us being a product of said nature.
I think we obsess over pretty things because we are so very ugly inside, and we hoard items because we are forever left so very empty. I think we live our lives in fear of everything real, our nature, our demise, that we strive to fill our lives with only the fake, we live our lives in accordance with these fears and these fears all stem from our need for immortality, which comes from a selfish nature to be special.
I think everything in our lives is the fear of death, which is just nothingness, and we fill our lives with constant trivialities of somethingness, and that is the thing we should fear, we work jobs we hate and go through bizarre rituals to impress those around us that we dont really even like because we dont even really like ourselves.
The present state of theoretical physics implies that empty space has all this energy and that matter is a slight increase of that energy and therefore matter is like a small ripple on this tremendous ocean of energy, having some relative stability and being manifest. Therefore my suggestion is that this implicate order implies a reality immensely beyond what we call matter. Matter itself is merely a ripple in this background.
David Bohm (1917-1992),
Dialogues with Scientists and Sages: The Search for Unity
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How do I know that I am not?
Who says Germans arent poetic
https://www.youtube.com/embed/U2bMIvY3twI
If you have any deductive power you will know, A.) I AM a rap fan, and B.) 90% of rap is just, total shit. When I took poetic verse in school we learned different formats for rhyming most rap A rhymes with B and sometimes C is thrown in, so you get blahblah blah A, blah blahblah B, C A B C C, if you can follow all that.
Much like Reggae, Funk or Blues rap is very formulaic, but this is a man who not only has something to actually say but does it in a format entirely his own. Does he have better songs, absolutely, does this song prove the point, definitely. Ladies and Gentleman if you dont know that DOOM’s nervous large you don’t know rap. I’ll put money on it, interview any rapper worth a fuck and he will tell you he’s a DOOM fan.
“ For seven long years I’ve been in prison, for 7 long more I have to stay, just for knocking a man down in an alley, and taking his gold watch away. Sitting alone, sad all alone, sitting in my cell, all alone, oh thinking of those good times gone by me, knowing that I once had a home “
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Musings and more of a despondant 30 year old man, former drug addict, current writer/alcoholic. I'm unmarried, I have no children, and all my dreams are dead, I've wasted my life, and you can too! Never say never. Sometimes prolific, mostly offensive observations about people, life, and the nature of the universe. I'm a communist, your god's a lie, hate mail welcome.
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