Monday, April 17, 2006


professor Leary sent me a nice e mail, which went something like this

dig your blog. some kinda alternate personality quark-thing linking 2 you's cybertronicly. i like the concept of simultaneous capt. missions existing according to spacetime, broadcast electronicly with digitally masked weirdos plugging into their chosen bytes. right on...
me, im hacking together a formula for information; i~ = c(speed of light) x n(entropy)2 x p10(potential). i figure that once information (i~) cant be quanticized it can be reorganized cyberneticly. i think dmt is important as it allows brief holidays to dimensions that overlap with ours, where info is organized according to slightly different principles (ie. the above equantion might include 'speed of light + 1' etc).
i like your emotional bent in your blog. ive tended to see emotions as a necessary by-product of information crashing into the neurosystem (the closer the velocity the cleaner the by-product the less volatile the emotional excess), so i like your more surfer-like approach to exploring the valleys and peaks boots and all. C7 style. i myself take a more supernova approach and allow for the occasional boom of critical mass/event horizon crashing. if you know what i mean.
whatever you do, don't be careful. please walk on the grass

ha, now you all know why i miss him.


well i recall reading old Maslows Hierarchy of needs at skool, the pyramid shaped diagram and thinking, 'mmm it's upside down.'

Yeah old Maslow had put self realization up the top of his triangle as if an almost luxury, in contrast to the more physiological needs of human experience, yet if we look at self actualization as 'meaning within ones life', then ultimatly it becomes the most significant part of human experience. the inside of our life can be filled with meaning but beneath the gaze of eternity from outside there is none that makes sence. this is the absurdity. I guess mental institutions are filled with people who have meaning and purpose.
for many years i though that my life had no meaning, this was my meaning, everything is meaningless, it made me very unpopular, recently i discovered that this concept is known as 'absurdity.' so absurdity is the point at which we acknowledge our societies are built upon weak foundations, constructs and maya. Now i seem to have found some 'meaning' both outside myself and inside and both work in harmony, things are less absurd and more magickal. the meaning that i found is the reflective process that the mind is capable of manifestating, and the way one can influence it seems to be the theme that runs through this blog. more later.

v for vendetta - feeling helpless, feeling like ya need a little something, generally people feel impotent against their governments, in australia it's more an apathy but here's a flick that will make ya wanna hurl a molotov cocktail at yr local member, it's excellent and reaffirms my belief that Guy Fawkes was the only man with honourable intentions ever to be in parliment.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

very weird to see something ive written broadcast across the googlesphere. i like it & thanksyou capt. for putting it out where i couldnt think of myself. how nice it is to have friends that wish to broadcast your exchanges to the world of primates. you see, old capt. here - for those who havnt picked up on it yet - is much more tolerant of the humans than i am. in fact hes been known to masquerade as one occasionally in order to better understand the situation of why such basic questions (origens of life, are we alone?etc) remain unanswered. a braver man than me. i deal exclusively with post-larvals these days. got burnt to many times last time round. anyhoo, its refreshing to see a side of the captain new to me. a far cry from his usual sleep deprived state being held aloft with caffeine and chaos mathematics but just as integral all the same.
so now im just like the rest of you having to plug into the vast resevoir? of the captains infostate electronicly and minus the parallel caffeine rush we were accustomed to in spatial concordance. dig?
stay cool all,
& remember always that with Life itself, the message IS the medium.
boomshanka