You assume that I care more about the quality than quantity of attention. A fatal error.

The power to do whatever one wants. Something seemingly so fastastic, yet so heartbreakingly mundane.

↪Bitter Crankthis thread IS pasta salad. — Wayfarer

That better mean it's good. I will not tolerate the defamation of pasta salad, you monster.

Gtfo of dodge.

I do and have done so for about six years.

In the process of waking up he hurt his sciatic nerve. Happens.

Not meant as an aside, it's quoting the Buddha. Also why I continually reference material which alludes to it, so if I'm not entirely insane, those quotes above are meant to illustrate that if talking about the same things, they'd get it. See?

So, not only a quote, but I think true also, no disrespect.

The wise will understand.

Where we going?

Forgot to answer my location question, I'm in Alberta.

never stop dreaming.

The only thing I want out of this life is to see the Aurora Borealis just once — Aurora

I saw it like a week ago, though it was pretty dim. I was outside at night with co-workers, and they were looking at it, so I was all like "what dat? An at night rainbow?", and they were all like "no it's the northern lights".

You know there is also aurora australis, or southern lights as well?

I'm a Gemini, so that song is about me, as most are in my world.

You look great. Hairstyles haven't been something I've been able to pull off well since I went bald. Sweet cat tree.

Meh, it isn't hard, just nights I thought would be good, because I'm a creature of the night, but forgot about all of the working in the sun on roofs for years, and then saying goodbye to the sun for months. That has been hard.

The days I work are always changed up, and I accepted full time, though was just doing part-time when I first started, but rarely get two days in a row off anymore the bastards. So I got home from work 7 this morning, get tonight off, and then work Monday through Thursday, and get Friday off.

Generally I drink a lot of coffee, but seeing as I have been having trouble I have been attempting to not eat or have within a good six hours of attempting to sleep. Luckily I don't work tonight, so I should be fine. I also managed to doze in and our for a good hour just a couple hours ago, so I feel better. I do want a coffee some bad though. I'll thinking of stopping attempting to force sleep, and just getting up, cleaning the house, doing some yoga, and then having a hot bath.

Hot baths often make me really relaxed.

Good song, by the by.

I think we both know what you must do.

I haven't slept for days... I even took sleeping medication, which generally works.

Nah, you just don't get it. It was a kind of test, and you failed.

That sixteen thousand million implies that you can't count either. No billionaires in your world anyway, just "thousand millionaires"... lame.

Because ideally, we want paramedics to be available for everyone, so that the first option of charging more, and being more speedy, especially focusing more on revenue rather than saving lives, wouldn't be healthy for the attentions, and ambitions of the paramedics, that isn't their job.

It is an extremely complex issue. Poverty has never been as low, it's also true that the difference between the rich and the poor has never been greater, and we're really beating that rock for more and more water, and eventually, it will no longer deliver. We could also just die of thirst now... but maybe, just maybe, later won't come...

See, the rich don't get richer and the poor poorer! Everyone gets rich, just the richer get way way way fucking richer.

The implication is that paramedics are more valuable, and therefore ought to make more. The fact is simply that Sri and Gopi generate more actual monetary value through revenue for their services. In order for the paramedics to do the same, they'd either have to cost more, increase efficiency and volume of clients, or government subsidies based in taxes, off of the revenues of people like Sri and Gopi. Otherwise, where would it come from?

But it's bag, and get, like baguette? Hmm? Allow me some poetic licensing for such sorcery.

Bag your baguette and get.

Why yes, I call it, ode to moi.

Vegetation might have used to be purple, long before peeps were peeping. That is both rad, and couldn't possibly be true if it was based in our eyeball seeing in toto.

I am the mighty Wosret. Indomitable, irrepressible, neon-enlightened Shaman from the east coast.

Riddled the mysteries
Found the lost histories
renowned in seven sisteries
Strangled all these family trees.

Deathless, most high
Light as the clouds in the sky
Pure as a tear from the eye
Sure as satisfaction's sigh

Undefeated, renowned
Hidden by every sound
Among your greatest fears, found
In a vulgar world, perpetually crowned.

Well, you can't doubt that you're doubting, because it would take doubt to doubt that you're doubting. You can obviously just not doubt stuff though.

All of those things can be considered love, if one thinks of love as approachability. The opposite of aversion. Just superficially, a smiling, waving person, hygienic, well dress, friendly, warm, engaging, all of those things make you wish to approach. Approachability can also be seen in the broader sense as well, that something can be approached, with insurance that it will deliver on something. With a person, as a true love, they would be maximally approachable not because of just the qualities they have, but those, just their skills, or what services they could and couldn't deliver on, but also their services. It's the fact that their motivation, rather than being selfish, or for money or whatever else, they do it because of the extremely high sense of value they put on the individual, so that their welfare, and being approachable to them becomes the higher in significance, in relation to the value they hold to the individual.

Not true love, choosing the wrong one, even abusive family is all about convincing, or realizing that some people that people think are approachable for things that favor their welfare, flourishing or actually hold them with very high value at all, don't actually, and the ones you thought were the dangerous, unapproachables were the good ones all along. .

This view not only accounts for all the forms, but allows me to map it onto actionable forms. This allows me to ask, just how approachable am I? Ohh... but... ohh...

Memories are emotionally tagged, so that when one remembers something, it is divided into qualitative and quantitative aspects, and one then may remember them independently of one and other.

I'm paranoid because I have trust issues.

I've read some of Witgenstein, Russel, Dewey, Levinas, De Beauvoir, Whitehead, Popper, Derrida... hmmm, um, maybe a few more, but those are all I can think of. From what I know of Heidegger, I would never read that asshat.

Do you genuinely misunderstand that, or trying to get me back on some grammatical error? It won't be hard to find one, but I really wasn't sure if you meant that other thing didn't make sense to me, but this is grammatically fine, it seems.

I said that I read most of them, besides within the last century, but few significant people have (come out in the last century or so).

Aristotle is still like third, he's super awesome too, but I just hadn't come to appreciate and fully absorb the other two yet. I used to think that Plato was a total ass too, but I've gotten more appreciation for him. I might even as well for moderns if I bothered with them.

I've read most of them already (and haven't reread anyone besides Nietzsche and Kant, the best ones), besides stuff that came out in like the last hundred and fifty years or so, but few actually significant people have in my view.