tainopia

The weird landscape as the avatar of evil.

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Lyric overshare.

I don't recognize my own choices.

holding center

Reblogged from Facebook:

Gun pornography is rampant. It's a lazy way of making stories, & made worse by them seeming to be realistic depictions of the world. If we were constantly seeing people LEVITATING to solve their problem, we would know it for the lie it is. Violence never solves a problem. Writers who promulgate this should be shot.

three thoughts on the group mind

In opposing the Egregore, that claims to be the world, one does not reject the world itself but affirms it. What was transcended is only the lie. The world remains as it was, a mystery, but a mystery not impenetrable to the seeker.

If the Egregore is a thing, it is a thing only as a story is a thing. Or rather, humans' need of storying their happenstance: it calls forth story, it calls forth agreement. And it calls forth elaboration, which being inconsistent, leads to imperfect agreement. The story takes maintenance, or it fractures.

The truth of the Egregore is hidden, not because it is secret, but because it isn't.

Flowers of Egil

(via @rebeccablood)

Things analysis cannot do include: discerning the limits of analysis; but also: establishing the aims & methods of analysis. Thus, inference seems "mystical" when we rely on analysis to the point where we do not even realize that the basis of actual intelligence is synthesis.

"She wrote her fiction (all 90 novels and 300 short stories and novellas) longhand in a kind of trance."

Speech for the Repeal of the McCarran Act

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As Wulfstan said on another occasion,
The strong net bellies in the wind and the spider rides it out;
But history, that sure blunderer,
Ruins the unkempt web, however silver.
I am not speaking of rose windows
Shattered by bomb-shock; the leads touselled; the glass-grains broadcast;
If the rose be living at all
A gay gravel shall be pollen of churches.
Nor do I mean railway networks.
Torn-up tracks are no great trouble. As Wulfstan said.
It is oathbreach, faithbreach, lovebreach
Bring the invaders into the estuaries.
Shall one man drive before him ten
Unstrung from sea to sea? Let thought be free. I speak
Of the spirit's weaving. the neural
Web, the self-true mind, the trusty reflex.

--Richard Wilbur

REMAKE

Because Idiocracy didn't have enough Nazis.

Because Idiocracy didn't have enough Nazis and guns.

Because Idiocracy didn't have enough Nazis, guns, and natural disasters.

Trump sonnets.