In the analysis sure, words, thoughts and symbolic stuff are just little 2d cartoons. Obvious stuff. But in practice we treat them as God's own titty, flowing with the milk of truth.
There is a willing suspension of disbelief going on there. Like, if I don't pretend that your idea for the word "dog" is the same as mine, then the conversation just collapses. So I let my grasp on reality slide.
I don't deny the utility of the shared symbolic thing, be it the precise scientific engineeringly version or the rough common version. It is quite beside my point.
My point is the way of looking that reading involves and the habit that we fall into. That fixation upon the little screen in my head where symbols play. To narrow my attention to that screen permanently is a kind of chronic crouch, and to mistake that screen for reality is insane.
For the sufferer of this disease all of the senses dim while the screen grows brighter and brighter.
Behind the flags, propaganda, soldiers and murder it's always a bunch of billionaires looking for a nice investment. Every single time. You'll never bring them to court.
Industrial bouncy house
Ya me too. I want an obstacle course with a climbing wall.
And speaking of climbing walls, I really like them. Not just for climbing tho. I like the way they look.
You seen that movie "Mountainhead". They've got this big room full of concrete and colorful climbing nubs. Just totally trippy and beautiful.
They run it this way to create a massive smoke cloud to hide the way it's really run. Purely dictatorially, for profit, manipulation and a safe space for advertising.
Boards of Canada. Never live. But I dislike that kind of thing, crowds, driving etc, so no biggie.
We don't do respect around here, meat.
He's a hero. I want to read his blog
Check out the big virtue on Acamon.
Whether you enter this state of "mental screen fixation" through personal preference or pressure from outside forces makes no difference in the state arrived at, surely.