#we perish'd each alone

[saintkevorkian]

[littledidshekn0w]

Sense and sensibility

No voice divine the storm allay'd,

No light propitious shone;

When, snatch'd from all effectual aid,

We perish'd, each alone;

But I beneath a rougher sea,

And whelmed in deeper gulphs than he.

- William Cowper

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18 jun 2017

I’ve written on this blog about some amorphous bleed between form and content as a result of language (if you zoom in on language, though it be structured like a grid, it is far more complex: any single pixel could be predicated on personal narrative and social scripts and can morph or behave erratically depending on context. Thus its encoding is more quantum than binary. When people discuss personality, most of the assumptions evince ignorance of sequence. Let me call person a quantum concept, and say that its nature cannot be pinpointed, and yet {it} “causes” pattern behavior. Though Ive never given it my full attention I do ponder things I’ve learnt in lessons… I think that personality charlatans erroneously assign Origin to {person}. I posit that because of its quantum expression, {person} will fail as a Site. In other words, {person A} may be generally seen as (ragwon), but may become (aumrag) when the moon is blue, and under the influence of Jupiter may become alternately {eonsiv|dubsiv|sivrag}. You cannot pin the tail on the donkey if the donkey is constantly moving around and periodically becoming a cat

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the world was made new to him by a presentiment of endless processes filling the vast spaces planked out of his sight by that wordy ignorance which he had supposed to be knowledge.

Middlemarch, George Eliot [1871-2]

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sorry but ive a really full schedule i have all these books to read and my ceiling wont’ stare at itself

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Never try to unearth the past–you could fall into the grave by mistake

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there isn’t necessarily any supernatural realm, and yet even to the most prosaic mind there appears to be a glinting facet of causality which has little to do with the material world. at its most mechanistic, you could say, unlike other animals, humans are subject to symbols within events which have interdependent qualities--qualities perhaps not borne out in temporal things, but which nevertheless serve some imaginative (perhaps fictive) function. if one maps the furthest reaches of human domain, what operates at greatest distance from the machinery of quotidian existence is this encoded world wherein a physical action through sort of mindless repetition abruptly designates an entirely separate quality which may be traced to whatever star concomitantly brightened the mental landscape -- moreover, this augury which collapses so neatly into some inane imitation, the knitting with eyes averted and listening ears, the replacing of the book on the shelf, the garbled transmission, the cosmic tumble, these are heritable not only through their motions (cf. mimetic faculty) but in the valuation of portents which orbit in a sort of perpetual aphelion, viz., beyond the reaches of physical law.

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CoV2 vaccine & human tracking

implanting tracking devices in citizens would be expensive, but in some cases lucrative

governmental surveillance already covers most of developed nations

facial recognition software (FRS) identifies people’s faces, which are as unique as fingerprints, by analysing bone structure (distances between landmarks, angles of planes, relative sizes, etc., which of course are not confused by ageing, weight gain, facial hair, &c). FRS has advanced past the abilities of human facial recognition (which is one of our more complex innate cognitive processes). FRS could identify people through dark wrap-around glasses and masks more than a decade ago, but there was a desire to minimise the margin of error. the deepface technology was a more complex FRS developed by facebook to identify people in photos from any angle, which of course had millions of users feeding it data and making it smarter using specific face [x] tags. but nearly from its inception, some corporations were trying to buy deepface to ‘counter shoplifting’ since it had proven more accurate than the FRS they possessed. some of these corporations such as Target had forensics labs to ‘identify shoplifters’ (i put this in quotes bc tracking consumers’ habits and advancing consumer profiling seems potentially a lot more lucrative than preventing shoplifting) but FRS Is quicker and cheaper than forensics. this is all old news, step 2 in surveillance. step three were the smart phones which track you and listen to your conversations (note: this became important because in most states it is not legal for govt entities to record audio of public places while recording video is just fine -- however in the security mindset, the same govt entity can hypothetically subpoena data collected by corporations such as those with ears in every phone by saying it is probably necessary to receive those data to pursue justice etc)

however, with great effort a person might remain off the grid by eschewing technologies and populous areas. is there room for improvement in tracking of people? yes. is there a desire to track people more and more? apparently. in USA, does congress have an increasingly blatant pattern of reducing oversight of corporate entities and allowing corporations to invade privacy of individuals? yes. could some good come of a sort of GPS tracking of people (-- ‘potential benefits’ can form a loophole through which it appears desirable to violate rights) ? yes -- a huge amount of anthropological data could be gained which could improve infrastructure, increase equity, reduce crime, help the environment by reducing waste....

everyone is too obsessed with the idea of micro-chips. this is silly:

1) the RFID tracking device people were discussing in pre-loaded CoV2 vaccine syringes is almost certainly for the syringe itself. this technology has been used for years in surgeries because doctors have a problem with forgetting metal instruments &c inside people’s body cavities when they sew them shut. however, the amount of personal data they collect when you report for vaccination seems unprecedented, at least to someone whose last vaccine of any type was circa 2012. the pre-loaded syringe does make it a bit quicker to distribute vaccines, but each syringe has a unique ID, and that is matched to your national vaccine registration

2) RFID stands for radio frequency identification. is that the same as global positioning? no. do radio-waves have distance limits? yes. for those who have never listened to the radio go fuzzy as they drive past these limits: pathetic excuses for americans really...

3) RFID transponders may not be sufficiently complex to be called micro-chips. most micro-chips are bigger than people think, and the smallest ones are probably among the most expensive. remember, whatever is injected must fit through the aperture of a normal IM needle*. CoV2 vaccine is intramuscular and they do not give the option for the largest muscles (gluteal e.g.) but prefer deltoid muscle. a typical microchip injected into the deltoid muscle of a fairly slender person could be felt through the skin.

4) however if the USDoD’s help was requested for this nearly-normal syringe tracking system, it’s hard to say to what extent they were of assistance because all of their records are classified, no? WHAT IF THEY HAVE NANOTECHNOLOGY

there is a common misconception that technologies not currently available on the market must be figments of a sci-fi mind. actually, apart from technologies which are sort of scientifically useless (like xyz new smart phone model with enhanced consumer usability bigger screen & surround sound technology~) it is common for technologies to exist for a decade or more before they are applied to improve the lives of citizens. it does not stretch the imagination too far to say that some may never see the light of day without a commercial ‘discovery’ -- that is, for instance, a life-saving technology that the govt would be criticised for hoarding may remain indefinitely classified to reduce paperwork

a downside of nanotechnology is that it requires a power source. injecting it into a muscle would be ideal (and afaik all of the CoV2 vaccinations are still intramuscular)

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yoicks. i read one philosophy book and now i’m like this

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Posted on June 16, 2009 at 12:13 PM

be careful, my anger is coming.

i have heard stories about you. you are not someone i like. i don't even know you.

it's people like you.

i just can't stand people like you.

who are you.

it frustrates me that i don't know who you are yet.

it would be a relief to have some insight now and again

some foresight

my glasses

are crouching, unused

on my dresser.

oh, wow. you think i'm serious.

let me teach you a lesson.

do you think you can measure this, really?

see, i doubt you can call performance an accurate measuring stick, really!

haven't i taught you anything

why are they statements and not questions/

don't i wonder anything about the world.

it's so crooked out here, past the good times

past the peace and the cleanliness

past the peace

violence.

i am sitting at your dinner table eating breakfast

you pick up a book and start to read,

for whatever reason i think you were reading out loud

but i'm not sure at this point

at the vertigo in your voice

the piping in my head began to leak

the rotation became a whirlpool

opening a hole to the depths of the waters.

this documentation is a mess, the papers

are scattered and mixed

they are tossed and dampened

they are dead.

haven't i taught

haven't i taught you anything.

don't presume to know what i'm thinking.

you teach me plenty.

the three of us were walking and i wanted to

run my hand down your spine

and see if i could count

your processes

but

i was scared he might be looking.

i want you to help

i need me to turn

inside out.

i need you to teach

STRUCTURE

what does this outburst mean.

why am i searching for meaning.

why are you so mean to me.

keep your lips away from my body

i don't care, i don't want to hold you any more

i want to be numb

deceased

temporarily, until you resurface in my mind

i don't even know if it's appropriate to think of you this often

wherever you are, i hope you miss me too

this and that

the streetlamp only picks up tiny flickers of your nervous

twitchings, your face

is never calm

ten people tried

to win against me

they all did, and didn't

because i don't believe in truth

how dumb is that.

i am the strongest

weakling

to inhabit this hole

the heaviness of our society

is no match for

your arms

sweet. you smell so sweet.

yet your hair in the sun made me

bitter

why aren't you warm and fuzzy.

budge up when i tell you to

ignore bossy people, though

they're not good for you

‘looks like she’s

good for nothing

stay away from her

if you ask me.’

now you’re away,

i'm wearing your shirt i stole and nothing else

i hope that's all right

i know what you're thinking

but we can be best friends.

alms, alms

please, we all need attention

pay attention

take pity

ignore.

the strings inside us

are inside out

on the outside you are in

with the string man

the thought is terrifying.

i really can't sleep

i am not myself enough

to think it's isolated

the delicate, wavering

other side i don't admire

sticks sickeningly to

your outer attire

my feet are special

tell them how special they are

they need to hear it

his hands were swollen up, he couldn't even beg

you could be travelling south or north on the same road

it wouldn't make a difference if you could see the signs

the direction itself has a feel.

south or north

east and west

the west coast is mine

you can keep the east

maybe we'll have enough room

it's not smart to take things so fast

and you never do listen to me.

is it because i'm right

but had nothing to teach you.

the spitting, ripping anger

is a soft red cloth they rub in my eyes

at nighttime it looks purple

do sing to me, i love your voice

your voice is my favorite

so far from perfect

sing to me. i miss your voice

the nightmare from the lullaby

hasn’t it taught me everything.

the pebbles that mar the land

with such frequency, like smooth

river stones

the nice ones

don't write incomplete thoughts

knowing they're incoherent

and rude

i was raised in a different world than any of you

my mother

i love.

you probably wouldn't understand, even if you

knew the whole story.

will you please not be sad

will you please be happy with me

we could be so happy

were we so happy?

the past.

is not.

the truth.

it is so cold

never warm here

i try so hard

to like it here

i fear

i don't really like it here

your voice is far too near

to my ear

stop marking up the moments

with your red correction fluid

just enjoy it

stop being serious

it's annoying

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