2.28.2006


Scavenger hunt item: Phallic symbol. Featuring uber-hairy left nut and shaven right nut. Listening to music. And grinning.


Ah! Post-scavenger hunt scandal! Just the thing to end another busy day...


Scavenger hunt item: Bird's eye view.


Scavenger hunt item: I don't know. I don't know why I was told to take this picture. It smelled like crap.


Scavenger hunt item: Random encounter.


Scavenger hunt item: Candid shot of at least three members of another group.


Scavenger hunt item: Candid of another group.


Scavenger hunt item: Pink ranger.


Scavenger hunt item: Stairway to heaven. Uh. Yeah. Not my idea of heaven, but close enough.


Scavenger hunt item: The pink ranger. Well, she's wearing pink. And the pink ranger's current filmography is mostly porno, so...whores are interchangable, right?


Scavenger hunt item: Something reminiscent of Stevenson architecture.


Scavenger hunt item: Sexy pose in a lounge chair.


Scavenger hunt item: A dog.

EDIT - I meant a squirrel.


Scavenger hunt item: Shins. These are mine.


Scavenger hunt item: Be like Mike.


Scavenger hunt item: Somethin' nekkid. Bonus if it's you! But it wasn't me. I don't think anyway...


Scavenger hunt item: Who the hell knows? It's kind of a scary picture though.


LIVE GEODUCK!?!?!?


HOLY SHIT DON'T KILL ME


Aedil's amazing.


...I'm so hot.


Yao, and A HEAP OF FRUIT OMG


That dance I was forced to go to...


I don't remember this. How'd my phone get to Baker's Square with Toni?


Not an entirely successful picture...but you kinda get the idea of who they are...


wtf?


Damn, my hair was frikkin' long


You got served!

2.24.2006

*copy* *paste*

From what I believe:

The objective truth is that, for various subjective reasons, there is no objective truth, which is in itself an objective truth, proving the existence of at least one kind of objective truth. This neverending loop can be safely ignored. Within the context of reality, the objective truth is the sum total of all forms of subjective truths, not limited to humanity, or life, but all forms of existence. Right now I exist as a living human male, and I experience the subjective truths, or reality, of males, humans, and living things. However, that is not to say that nonliving objects do not also have a subjective truth - it's just that, to us, they have no "view". The context of whatever produces a "view" is missing from inanimate objects. So all things have a subjective truth to them, and the sum total of all subjective truths is the objective truth.

That would seem to suppose that there are things from which to draw a sum-total. However, this is not so. The things that exist for certain can be narrowed down to one: yourself. Cogito ergo sum. This, too, is arguable, because reason isn't necessarily a valid system, but I haven't thought about that one too much, and I'm not sure I can. Anyway, if you are bothering to interact with the world around you, you acknowledge the importance of the world outside of yourself. The world outside of yourself has an importance to you that is equal to the amount of energy you invest in responding to it. So, whether or not it is real, it is important.

Draw back for a minute. What is perfect cannot be imperfect by definition. Therefore, all that exists, which is you, is perfect. Theoretically, one day you eat oatmeal. The next, you may decide you dislike oatmeal and remove it from your diet. However, there was a response to oatmeal, and therefore an importance to oatmeal. A lack of investment in something would seem to be contrary to the view that you are perfect, which is the sum-total of all things important. However, perfection is static and singular. Since perfection is the sum-total of all subjective realities, then contained within perfection is the subjective reality of time and change. Time and change as experienced by yourself are mechanisms by which perfection may be viewed in slices, as incomplete. You are perfect, but perception of time tends to interfere with that realization. So in the case of the oatmeal, you have always liked the oatmeal, and you have always disliked the oatmeal, because perfection, the sum-total of all views, is static.

Also, the breadth of your perspective that extends across "time" is similarly perfect in that it is a limited system, and limited systems are perfect within themselves.

Pie. Mental break.

Okay. Limited systems are perfect within themselves in that any input fed into the system is limited by the system itself, and only reflects the system. Think domain and range on the graph of an equation. So even if you tell me something new, I will interpret that as it is my nature to interpret it. There is no other way for me to understand it than in my own fashion. Even were my views to change, they would still change according to me. Again, cogito ergo sum - I think, therefore I am. I am alone in my existence. Therefore, I am omniscient of myself, it's just that the mental representations I use to amuse myself (that would be "you" and everything "outside" myself) bring me to my own further realizations about myself. Even these realizations are just reflections of myself anyway, bringing myself closer to a realization of my own perfection.

Obviously, so-called entities outside myself are engaging my interest right now, because I'm bothering to write a response to this, so I am assigning an importance to them. So despite their reality outside of myself, they are important. Furthermore, due to time and change and the ideas of distinctions, it is possible to invest energy into anything. Everything is important, and everything has the capability to be realized as part of perfection by the limited system.

Take a rock. In being acknowledged as important, you are acknowledging the possibility of being included in a point of view larger than the rock itself, being the limited system. However, you are also acknowledging the rock, because if two limited systems don't acknowledge anything on similar grounds except for the rock, there is something unique about that rock that both systems agree on. Two limited systems may be compared operating on grounds somewhat outside of the limitation of time - that is, comparing two points in time.

So everything does have a subjective reality.

And the Truth is all of this. Limited and unlimited systems.

And to answer your question no, none of this matters. The Truth is outside the context of humanity, and therefore useless to us. Now if you're asking for human truth, then things get interesting. I have no real working system to explain human truth. Although I did start thinking of working on that...


*written in response to Daria's xanga post, making me too late to go to the bank and deposit a check. All to reach the conclusion that none of it matters.

Also, this theory is shaky in some places.

2.06.2006

*snarl*

Break the final bound and wander past the mind of men
you are the limiting factor and the limitations cushion you
but sometimes you need more than cushions and frippery
sometimes you need armor, weapons, hard chitin protection
to bear death into the ranks of your enemies like gifts
to free them from monotony

losing control

2.05.2006

I had two dreams

Mark: hola
Brian: hey
Brian: dream!
Brian: I had two of them
Mark: dream?
Mark: I had a wierd one
Brian: set in the same place
Mark: tell me
Brian: very scary
Brian: it was in this maze, see
Brian: and this maze had important societal importance
Brian: there were paintings on the walls depicting a story
Brian: depending on the story, the walls had different textures too, different shapes
Brian: I was this kid
Brian: well, a teen more like
Brian: and you know how teens like to discover mysteries and unveil secrets and stuff a la Scooby Doo?
Mark: uh huh?
Brian: well, the-person-who-was-me discovered that someone close to the seat of power
Brian: an advisor
Brian: was a very bad person
Brian: unfortunately I discovered it in the maze
Brian: by overhearing the guy
Brian: and I started to run, panicked
Brian: which he heard
Brian: I was runnning through the maze, and I realized I had no idea where he was
Brian: or where I was
Brian: and he was taunting me
Brian: sliding through the bushes, running across open areas
Brian: I kept doing stupid things because I was panicked
Mark: creepy
Brian: like, I kept thinking, "NO! WHY DID YOU DO THAT!"
Brian: and I knew he was keeping a tally of my mistakes
Brian: laughing
Brian: he knew where I was
Mark: very creepy
Brian: I think the dream ended when I tripped, came to a stop on my belly
Brian: and then it ended with the knowledge that something sharp and silver went through my spine
Mark: silver huh?
Brian: yeah
Brian: well
Brian: coloration
Mark: ahh
Brian: the second one was interesting
Brian: still frightening, but interesting
Brian: the evil dude was leading a group of officials through the maze, maybe after a social event
Brian: I was this middle-aged dude in all silver clothes
Brian: slight beer gut
Brian: one of those people you think would get tired after a 50yard dashh
Brian: so the evil guy was leading me and some other government officials through the maze
Brian: when, somehow, some clue gave it away
Brian: I think the king was there
Brian: so
Brian: I stated something like, "And the only way ______________"
Brian: and then sprinted surprisingly quickly, put him into a lock and snapped the guy's neck
Mark: the bad guy?
Brian: yeah
Brian: the water on the floor carried me forward
Brian: sliding
Mark: water on the floor?
Brian: yeah
Brian: it was dungeon-ish
Mark: ok
Brian: well
Brian: hm
Brian: I misstated
Brian: I was going so fast in my rush to close distance that I continued on past him
Brian: and slid on the water
Brian: wet floor
Brian: anyway
Brian: I was beyond him and starting to turn
Brian: when I heard his voice ask, ", do you know what gives someone the power of life and death?"
Brian: I ducked
Brian: something swiped over my head, and I ran
Brian: I ran and ran
Brian: panicking
Mark: I thought you snapped his neck?
Brian: yeah, right before I ran, my dream switched out of 1st person for a bit
Brian: the guy was getting up off the floor
Brian: more like flowing up
Brian: it was creepy
Brian: anyway, real me thought, "Dude, this fat guy is so screwed"
Mark: who is this guy? he's like the teacher from INvader Zim
Brian: I have no idea
Mark: hehe
Brian: so I lost the evil guy around a corner and started running
Brian: but the evil guy wanted to play, so he didn't follow idrectly
Brian: *directly
Brian: one difference
Brian: I could sort of tell where he was
Brian: this fat dude had some skillz
Brian: I could sorta tell where the evil guy was
Brian: moreover, I could tell exactly where I was
Brian: I ran with a hand against the wall
Brian: with my eyes closed
Brian: the evil guy's voice came from all directions, but I kept guessing where he was
Brian: I knew it was close though
Brian: I was running out of maze
Brian: he was slowly but surely herding me into a corner
Brian: whoa
Brian: I don't think I realized this then
Brian: but the fat dude let the evil guy see him for a bit
Brian: ON PURPOSE
Brian: this guy's smart
Brian: and then took some shortcut around him to the other corner
Mark: hehe
Brian: but it was finally going to end
Brian: I hit the dirt, paunch and all, around a corner
Brian: in my panic, I didn't quite make it where I wanted
Brian: most of my legs stuck out into the light
Brian: I wanted to be behind the wall
Brian: in the darkness
Brian: surely, the man was only a few seconds behind me
Brian: but I couldn't make any noise
Brian: it would ruin the hiding place
Brian: I fought my heavy breathing and dragged myself forward on my elbows
Brian: it seemed like every breath was a shout
Brian: I don't know if I made it in time
Brian: I think I finished dragging my feet into the shadow
Brian: and the last thing I remember from the dream was the evil guy's voice
Brian: after a pause
Brian: "...Damn."
Brian: and then I woke up
Brian: and I got a drink of water
Brian: and turned on the computer
Brian: and signed onto AIM
Mark: he lost you?
Brian: I don't know
Brian: now that I think of it
Brian: it may be because I led him away from the king
Brian: it's either that or he lost me
Mark: whose neck did you snap?
Brian: the evil guy's
Mark: oh wait, the bad guy GOT UP AFTER YOU SNAPPED HIS NECK?
Brian: yeah
Mark: creeeeeeeepy
Brian: Brian: I stated something like, "And the only way ______________"
Brian: and then sprinted surprisingly quickly, put him into a lock and snapped the guy's neck
Mark: the bad guy?
Brian: yeah
Brian: he was unbelievable
Mark: then you said you misstated and I didn't know what that statement undid
Brian: like an evil demigod or something
Brian: oh, I was describing the movement
Brian: I got no dream-explanation for why that guy was so powerful
Brian: it's just like I snapped some guy's neck
Brian: and it's only through instinct that I knew to keep running
Brian: but it was really cool
Mark: wow you have cool dreams
Brian: the second guy completely outmaneuvered this evil demigod thing
Brian: the first guy got owned
Mark: that inspires a characte idea for a game
Brian: yeah, he's so cool
Brian: he was navigating the maze frikkin blind, man
Mark: well I was talking about the bad guy
Mark: but your character is cool too
Brian: psh, he's a fallible evil demigod
Brian: so he can take a neck-snapping
Mark: lol
Brian: I like the surprise of having this old guy who looks like a useless bureaucrat having m4d skillz

2.01.2006


Oooh, icy


I just thought this was a good picture. I think I'll photoshop him strangling someone to death as a bonus feature.


The lake/pond/puddle dealie


Fo' sho, Sean. Fo sho.


Whoaa, icy...


Oooh, shiny


Ooh, shiny


Sudoku...the time-waster...


Tea has merit.


Ooh, shiny


Log Cabin! The drive was beastly...I think...actually, I have no clue since I was asleep.


Hi mom, dad! You're not going to starve at that table!


Entering our most-visited restaurant...


Whoat! My sister in her cool long coat thing and my brother chatting


This is the most unenthusiastic thumbs-up evar.


Megan