if no one ever disobeyed, could there ever be a way to prevent traffic jams by broadcast forecast? if they didn't decide to kill the truely intelligent off, then where would we be today? they let bach live, and in a way he's served to bring quite a bit of beauty while giving the mediocre an unending knowledge of their own inadiquacy. i always wonder what the pieces that burned up sounded like... that's the most painful part of the whole episode.
so i've been playing world of warcraft. it really is a whole other world... which is good if there's nothing to do in my real life, but what the hell... i feel like there should always be something to do, even if it's sitting pondering. this game takes me in a pondering direction, but i really think the whole point of it is to give you so much to focus on that you cant bear to think about your real life without wanting to rip the nerves out of your chest.
people like being trite and saying things like "it only takes one spark to set a world on fire," or some kind of line like that. i've never seen just one spark set a goddamned fire, from all the setting of fires i've seen you need at least a couple hundred being thrown at the pile of inflammables a couple times a second. what about all those sparks that were perfectly perfect at being sparks, you know, good temperature, nice brightness, but it just lands in a spot where it doesnt end up doing much of anything at all. come to think of it what in the fucking hell is most of the shit around us? like magnetic fields. christ, how the hell were we supposed to figure that one out without coming up with something godawfully stupid like magic.
maybe the collective unconscious is really dao and for every great thought there's an equally stupid thought... probably more like 1000000 i know...
i wish that i could tell my true life story with all my thoughts and findings to some other creature that had no idea what it was like to be a human here and now... just to show how much difference there is. it would probably make no sense to me at all, but i'd like to read about some other creature's life. i dunno, it'd probably be boring, but i bet you could even make a great book out of the life of something mundane like... well i mean nothing's really mundane when i think about it... but say take something you'd expect to lead a boring life, like a slug or something. i bet a slug would have a hell of a lot to say about the texture of the world. a fly would have alot to say about the sight of the world. imagine what an ant would talk like, trying to translate chemical signaling into audible language? impossible. you know, unless they all get together one day and build us a big sign that says "we just realized something," but the government would inevitably destroy it cause they dont want ants to take over the world, but that would just end up sparking a whole war between humans and sentient ant colonies. individually people are usually kind of smart, but together its just impossible to do something without fucking something else up. i really think humans have a strong desire to just cause as much catastrophic shit as possible as long as there's a small margin of survivability to it. like, atomic war? probably not gonna happen unless some people decide we should just all go fuck ourselves and die. but war? famine? disease? overfishing? pollution? artificial chemical synthesis? you better hope we evolve some gills soon, cause this whole shnizzy's goin in the drink.
i realized that i like this area alot between march and november. it's just nice to be here around that time. but anyway what i was saying was washington dc is way too damn close. all of dc's bad wind comes right across us all the time, barring a strong canadian high pressure downdraft. i dont know, it just feels shady, cause if dc gets hit with some crazy shit philly's gonna be the first to feel it after that.
being paranoid got my genetics this far, dammit. get off my case.
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