Christopher Walkens is an interesting specimen found at select locations of IHOP nationwide. The specific one I have encountered, labeled, and captured has a particularly fiesty temperament and a forehead that insiprses universal fear in bib-area of all of her customers. Christopher Walkens is named such due to anyone's complete-lack-of-surprise when you mention to your IHOP-mate “hey, that waitress looks exactly like Christopher Walken!”
One particular encounter with the abomination herself shines a light on the nature of this foul, androgynous, wildebeast. My IHOP-mate, Corwin, and I were pulling a few tricks out of our proverbial, ever-expanding bag and one trick came out with such force that it ripped the bag right open, spilling out the other ideas that were intertwined with it, resulting in an over-stimulating mindfuck of potential ideas. Unfortunatley, we could only save one of them while the rest were trampled by the natural, harmless, and naturally harmless wholesome patrons which populate the IHOP. This idea though, was a pretty good idea.
We decided to turn over Corwin's orange juice glass and see if the castrated Tutankhamun would oblige our free refills. She did not. When we brought this breach of normal waitress-patron conduct to her attention we were smacked with a torrent of unreleased emotions springing from her past—possibly from how her anthropomorphic father and mother never connected their dorsal fins and in their contorted sign-language and sequence of clicks-and-beeps and said “I love you” to this fetid piece of flesh. Her response was “When you turn your glass upside down, that means you don't want anymore”. As she said this me and Corwin got our straws, filled them up thusly with liquids, and spit them in her mouth. She then returned to her cave and sat upon a pointy pointy rock and repented to her many Gods her sins.
Only 60% of this is true.
Thursday, August 7, 2008
hello by sammygibble
This is an introduction.
so last night i was running outside. it was probably 11 o clock or something. i ususally go running late at night because no ones out and its dark out. well i started running and i hear/feel this thing shaking in my head or maybe it was the plastic tip of my shoelace smacking the ground. either/or it was setting off my vertigo so i stopped running and walked a little while. woooh.
it wasnt the best running experience. i was pretty low on energy all day so it lasted maybe 20 minutes and i went back to my apartment.
but it made me think of this summer when i went biking everyday on an empty stomach because there was nothing to eat at our tent. by the time i got to the campground in the state park i was stealing showers from i was exhausted and exhilerated. high. everything was so blindingly bright. out of breath and nearly out of my mind i would hike over to a spot near a nice little stream and stare, mesmorized, at the berries growing. i was euphoric. lots of oxygen.
i dont know what it was though. i dont know if it was because i was trying to suck the most i possibly could out of my situation those couple of weeks or what but those were some of the happiest, simplest moments of my summer. while eating a kind of bad sour but kind of good because i picked it wild apple from a tree i got a really strong desire to refine my feelings or basically what i felt i had learned into something i could share with others. i was also reading the chronology of william faulkners life in the index of an anthology out of boredom by the pond and that inspired me. being without house/computer/music/telephone for a while can actually be a very good thing.
maybe i will call it "free shower"
idk
sorry i dont care about proper grammar sometimes. i swear i do know how to use it when i feel like it. ok bye
so last night i was running outside. it was probably 11 o clock or something. i ususally go running late at night because no ones out and its dark out. well i started running and i hear/feel this thing shaking in my head or maybe it was the plastic tip of my shoelace smacking the ground. either/or it was setting off my vertigo so i stopped running and walked a little while. woooh.
it wasnt the best running experience. i was pretty low on energy all day so it lasted maybe 20 minutes and i went back to my apartment.
but it made me think of this summer when i went biking everyday on an empty stomach because there was nothing to eat at our tent. by the time i got to the campground in the state park i was stealing showers from i was exhausted and exhilerated. high. everything was so blindingly bright. out of breath and nearly out of my mind i would hike over to a spot near a nice little stream and stare, mesmorized, at the berries growing. i was euphoric. lots of oxygen.
i dont know what it was though. i dont know if it was because i was trying to suck the most i possibly could out of my situation those couple of weeks or what but those were some of the happiest, simplest moments of my summer. while eating a kind of bad sour but kind of good because i picked it wild apple from a tree i got a really strong desire to refine my feelings or basically what i felt i had learned into something i could share with others. i was also reading the chronology of william faulkners life in the index of an anthology out of boredom by the pond and that inspired me. being without house/computer/music/telephone for a while can actually be a very good thing.
maybe i will call it "free shower"
idk
sorry i dont care about proper grammar sometimes. i swear i do know how to use it when i feel like it. ok bye
My own almost-madness, by Dominick
We all have myths as to which we live by, whether we are conscious of them or not. As much as we would like to suppose the supremacy of our so called "Rational 21st Century Minds" we all construct reality for ourselves through fantasies. Every culture has created myths as which to aspire to and to live by. It is my opinion that by living in the 21st century and the information age, we as individuals are constructing our own differentiated myths for ourselves that are based on facets of popular culture, because religion simply doesn't suffice anymore (with the advent of the World Wars and all). We as individuals in this information-laden age will either construct our own myths or switch on the tv box and have pre-created myths for us shoved down our throat. Many people accept these as fact simply because they exist. In reality what this is doing is having a group of people constructing your reality for you whether you realize it or not.
But what happens when a person's myth is shattered before their eyes? Our psyche's have a natural defense mechanism for this as we gradually expand and assimilate new experiences to accomdate an influx of semmingly contradictory information. For example, say one myth you live by is that "Frank Zappa was a God-like individual". And what if, due to the information laden environment that we are all thrusted in led us to hear that Frank Zappa killed his parents through cyanide poisoning. Your myth would either have to be shattered wince this obviously is not indicative of "God-like" qualities or accomdated. Perhaps you would accomodate this by uncovering another bit of information that his parents were deserving of death. This is an obtuse example, but is merely an analogy to show how far our psyche's will go to protect the myths we live our life by will g. Another, more pointed example, could be something along the lines of a Christian assimilating the new found "lost gospels" or other contradictory information into his world view.
What if though, the information you uncovered was so contrary to your myth that assimilation proved to be impossible. Reality would seem to crumble before your eyes as you struggled in vain to make sense of your newfound revelations. Such is what happened to me.
First, a little background on me. I am a person who takes my own "myths" very seriously and always have. I was raised a Catholic, went to Catholic school, etc. I was staunchly and embarrisngly Catholic until around 7th grade. It was then that I was discovering inconsistensies left and right in the Catholic myth. The main overarching issue though is that religions in the 21st century are still taught as absolutle fact instead of what they actually are--myths crated by humans to serve an essential purpose and to guide our lifes. Any person with any developed intellect can point out all sorts of inconsistensies in teh Bible and shit that simply can not convince us with our "21st Century Rational Minds" to be true. The tragedy of our age is that many very intelligent people are disregarding everything Religion has to teach us because the underlying seriousness it demands to be taken by is so fucking absurd and all of the special treatment it demands are laughable, adn teh atrocities committed in their name are horrendous. They are myths, nothing more. Good myths no doubt, but myths nonetheless. The result of modern-man casting off Religion as a form of living leaves him to find semblance in the myths created by culture-engineering capitalism and The State's lies. If theres one thing history can teach us, its that humans are fuck ups and only look out for their own immediate interests and pleasures. If we are to follow the ideals of capitalism and the state, we are to be slaves to others interests while sacrificing our own individuality. By creating Gods and myths that represent a higher form of morals and way of living, we have something to aspire to and to live by that will actually contribute to the evolution of mankind rather than turn us into mindless slaves, despite our great brains.
I went off on a kind of meandering tangent, but that background had to be touched upon. As I explained earlier, I am one who takes his myths seriously. After I cast off the Catholic faith, I began to look for peace and semblance in other myths. The overlying one I decided on was the Existentialist-rationalist way of looking at things. The basic tenants behind these myths is that God is merely an hypothesis that has failed humanity, that we as humans have to deal with the absurdity of our own lives in a world without religion and morality. Our purpose is then to crated our own values to which to live by. I was steadfast in my devotion to this philosophy and set about creating my own values. The problem with this is that I am always busy computing possibilities and situations into which my values would fit. I soon was confronted with ripe contradictions in my mind and was very confused on how to live my life. This is because of the contradiction of the rationalist way of looking at things and at the same time creating your own values. Any values you create are by definition not rational because they are to suit your own liking to to serve your own ego. This, I concluded was a dead end philosophy. I did not conclude this by myself though without one important revelation.
Around April of this year, I started smoking pot again. This was due to a number of factors that are personal in nature. THe main factor is that I tried to use it to an end that would slow down my thinking and make me "more normal".Lame.
One day while high I had tremendous revelation that shattered my own myth right in front of me.
Given my existentialist viewpoint of the world, God could not exist. What I did in essence while high was unlock parts of my collective and personal unconscious that represented images and feelings of "God" and of "Hell" and eternity. To anyone who has not experienced the "feeling od God" this will be a difficult thing for you to understand. It feels as if there is a universal consciousness giving you peace in your own actions and thoughts., These are what people call "religious experiences" and are achieved by prayer or meditation in many cultures throughout the world. What I interpreted the feelings to be was God Himself revelating Himself to me and showing me the errors of my ways. The reconciliation of the direct knowledge of God and the knowled ge that God couldn't logically exist drove me temporarily insane. At times I would get so deep into thought that I would feel detached from my body and my surroundings.
What eventually made me realize what type of experience I had was through reading Carl Jung and Eastern Philosophy. The gist of it was that I had tapped into the feeling of universal peace and consciousness that people throughout the ages have called God. This, I have come to understand is nothing more than an evolutionary evolved response to help us cope with death. There are a few loose ends that I am trying to piece together and still bug me in the present, but I am confident that I will resolve them in the near future.
Until then have yourself a very Merry Christmas.
But what happens when a person's myth is shattered before their eyes? Our psyche's have a natural defense mechanism for this as we gradually expand and assimilate new experiences to accomdate an influx of semmingly contradictory information. For example, say one myth you live by is that "Frank Zappa was a God-like individual". And what if, due to the information laden environment that we are all thrusted in led us to hear that Frank Zappa killed his parents through cyanide poisoning. Your myth would either have to be shattered wince this obviously is not indicative of "God-like" qualities or accomdated. Perhaps you would accomodate this by uncovering another bit of information that his parents were deserving of death. This is an obtuse example, but is merely an analogy to show how far our psyche's will go to protect the myths we live our life by will g. Another, more pointed example, could be something along the lines of a Christian assimilating the new found "lost gospels" or other contradictory information into his world view.
What if though, the information you uncovered was so contrary to your myth that assimilation proved to be impossible. Reality would seem to crumble before your eyes as you struggled in vain to make sense of your newfound revelations. Such is what happened to me.
First, a little background on me. I am a person who takes my own "myths" very seriously and always have. I was raised a Catholic, went to Catholic school, etc. I was staunchly and embarrisngly Catholic until around 7th grade. It was then that I was discovering inconsistensies left and right in the Catholic myth. The main overarching issue though is that religions in the 21st century are still taught as absolutle fact instead of what they actually are--myths crated by humans to serve an essential purpose and to guide our lifes. Any person with any developed intellect can point out all sorts of inconsistensies in teh Bible and shit that simply can not convince us with our "21st Century Rational Minds" to be true. The tragedy of our age is that many very intelligent people are disregarding everything Religion has to teach us because the underlying seriousness it demands to be taken by is so fucking absurd and all of the special treatment it demands are laughable, adn teh atrocities committed in their name are horrendous. They are myths, nothing more. Good myths no doubt, but myths nonetheless. The result of modern-man casting off Religion as a form of living leaves him to find semblance in the myths created by culture-engineering capitalism and The State's lies. If theres one thing history can teach us, its that humans are fuck ups and only look out for their own immediate interests and pleasures. If we are to follow the ideals of capitalism and the state, we are to be slaves to others interests while sacrificing our own individuality. By creating Gods and myths that represent a higher form of morals and way of living, we have something to aspire to and to live by that will actually contribute to the evolution of mankind rather than turn us into mindless slaves, despite our great brains.
I went off on a kind of meandering tangent, but that background had to be touched upon. As I explained earlier, I am one who takes his myths seriously. After I cast off the Catholic faith, I began to look for peace and semblance in other myths. The overlying one I decided on was the Existentialist-rationalist way of looking at things. The basic tenants behind these myths is that God is merely an hypothesis that has failed humanity, that we as humans have to deal with the absurdity of our own lives in a world without religion and morality. Our purpose is then to crated our own values to which to live by. I was steadfast in my devotion to this philosophy and set about creating my own values. The problem with this is that I am always busy computing possibilities and situations into which my values would fit. I soon was confronted with ripe contradictions in my mind and was very confused on how to live my life. This is because of the contradiction of the rationalist way of looking at things and at the same time creating your own values. Any values you create are by definition not rational because they are to suit your own liking to to serve your own ego. This, I concluded was a dead end philosophy. I did not conclude this by myself though without one important revelation.
Around April of this year, I started smoking pot again. This was due to a number of factors that are personal in nature. THe main factor is that I tried to use it to an end that would slow down my thinking and make me "more normal".Lame.
One day while high I had tremendous revelation that shattered my own myth right in front of me.
Given my existentialist viewpoint of the world, God could not exist. What I did in essence while high was unlock parts of my collective and personal unconscious that represented images and feelings of "God" and of "Hell" and eternity. To anyone who has not experienced the "feeling od God" this will be a difficult thing for you to understand. It feels as if there is a universal consciousness giving you peace in your own actions and thoughts., These are what people call "religious experiences" and are achieved by prayer or meditation in many cultures throughout the world. What I interpreted the feelings to be was God Himself revelating Himself to me and showing me the errors of my ways. The reconciliation of the direct knowledge of God and the knowled ge that God couldn't logically exist drove me temporarily insane. At times I would get so deep into thought that I would feel detached from my body and my surroundings.
What eventually made me realize what type of experience I had was through reading Carl Jung and Eastern Philosophy. The gist of it was that I had tapped into the feeling of universal peace and consciousness that people throughout the ages have called God. This, I have come to understand is nothing more than an evolutionary evolved response to help us cope with death. There are a few loose ends that I am trying to piece together and still bug me in the present, but I am confident that I will resolve them in the near future.
Until then have yourself a very Merry Christmas.
Wednesday, August 6, 2008
Outline for a depressing book, by Dominick
Semblance
How to come to terms with the absurdity of rational thought and the relative absurdity of the unconcious in the modern world.
1.God hypothesis as a social factor (Jesus). God as love. God as nerons. God as feelings. God as a methology to keep life going on earth. God as a an ultimately human create object. One of our blunders? The problems of existentialism and Nietzsche. God as morals. Theology as base don logic and feelings. Alchemy and the unconscious
2.All religion as myth. Religion as human created ideals to keep differentiation and the hide us from our true selves. The Ultimate Knowledge of Self as the connection between our dark shadow and how we can overcome it. Question to whether this is possible or not. Logic vs. feelings.
3.Existentialism as either a dead end philosophy or as a freeing one. Personal freedom vs. collective safety and freedom. The question of communism and man's rule. The State and Capitalism as subsituted Gods. Human created Gods as flaws.
Modern religions as outdated. Possibilities of new religions the expand consciousness and evolution.
The problem of dissociation and conflicting information. The tendency for reason to lead into contradictory results. The tendency for a weak ego to try to assimilate different personalities, and the danger of this. What we can learn from this. Self love as a pre determinism for love in general. The tendency for lack of direct experience of emotions to lead people to believe that they dont exist at all. “Love only exists in books”.
Finally, the brutal acceptance that reason alone will not suffice. Coming to terms with the unconscious and our true nature without resulting to insanity.
How to come to terms with the absurdity of rational thought and the relative absurdity of the unconcious in the modern world.
1.God hypothesis as a social factor (Jesus). God as love. God as nerons. God as feelings. God as a methology to keep life going on earth. God as a an ultimately human create object. One of our blunders? The problems of existentialism and Nietzsche. God as morals. Theology as base don logic and feelings. Alchemy and the unconscious
2.All religion as myth. Religion as human created ideals to keep differentiation and the hide us from our true selves. The Ultimate Knowledge of Self as the connection between our dark shadow and how we can overcome it. Question to whether this is possible or not. Logic vs. feelings.
3.Existentialism as either a dead end philosophy or as a freeing one. Personal freedom vs. collective safety and freedom. The question of communism and man's rule. The State and Capitalism as subsituted Gods. Human created Gods as flaws.
Modern religions as outdated. Possibilities of new religions the expand consciousness and evolution.
The problem of dissociation and conflicting information. The tendency for reason to lead into contradictory results. The tendency for a weak ego to try to assimilate different personalities, and the danger of this. What we can learn from this. Self love as a pre determinism for love in general. The tendency for lack of direct experience of emotions to lead people to believe that they dont exist at all. “Love only exists in books”.
Finally, the brutal acceptance that reason alone will not suffice. Coming to terms with the unconscious and our true nature without resulting to insanity.
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