tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2317668126207845947.post573546444170500665..comments2023-07-04T23:29:05.296+08:00Comments on Connecting the disconnected: You're wrongPretty Hips.http://www.blogger.com/profile/00714207889364072075noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2317668126207845947.post-33892520502485698512016-08-15T05:26:25.838+08:002016-08-15T05:26:25.838+08:00"When you want to write the rules,
Never forg..."When you want to write the rules,<br />Never forget that one day you MUST write the rules.<br />But never walk into a dark room and start yelling at it, telling it where it's walls should be"<br /><br />That, there, is absolutely brilliant. <br /><br /><br />Past me, on the other hand...<br /><br />Listen, past me, EVERYONE thinks they're right when they're angry. It's called passion. It doesn't mean you fucking ARE.<br /><br />You sound so ridiculous. It's almost comical. Fuck, it IS comical. You're like some weird caricature in a book titled 'IT'S NOT FAIR - My life on drugs'.<br /><br />Ahaha, that is EXACTLY what you are.<br /><br />Do you know what is really cute, past me? Oh, you're going to be REAL mad. Science? Faith? YOU ARE SO INTO BOTH OF THEM. Hahaha. You're going to university tomorrow, where you be all sciencey and shit, and you LOVE it. You force-feed people that shit. And then you pray to your gods EVERY night!<br /><br />AHAHAHA. Suck shit, past me.<br /><br /> Andromedahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10396856208718640063noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2317668126207845947.post-46121015342611798352009-03-15T23:57:00.000+08:002009-03-15T23:57:00.000+08:00Such clarity - behind this scanner.And yet, the pe...Such clarity - behind this scanner.<BR/><BR/>And yet, the person I see every day is naught but a child.<BR/><BR/>Ghostwriter? Ghostwalker? Speak the way you type and you might just make something of yourself. Take your neuroses out of the picture and grow a steel skin.<BR/><BR/>Welcome to the apocalypse. Enjoy your stay,the Fittesthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05876811876004414464noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2317668126207845947.post-13665086574282004862009-03-15T15:14:00.000+08:002009-03-15T15:14:00.000+08:00You're right.There are many unspoken understanding...You're right.<BR/><BR/>There are many unspoken understandings here.<BR/>And though we think we know them, sometimes we need to put them in words for each other to make CERTAIN the headspaces are meeting, not just overlapping.<BR/>To this effect,<BR/>We all listen to you, at least Nicotene.razorblade does.<BR/>You've probably got a place in the publication of New Psyentist, if you even want it.<BR/>You are indeed a teacher and philosopher just like those great men with great books, but never stop learning, reaching, searching and seething.<BR/>You could easily be a teacher, but just not yet. For now you're a student, no matter how unfair it feels. I know the pain, the frustration of that. But once you convince the teachers that you know everything they have to teach, that's the only point after which you can say what's been held inside for such a long time. It's why we join the system. To someday rise above it, learn all it's rules, only after that can we change them.<BR/>This whole system is someone else's idea. We just join the loop until it spins us to it's greatest height, then we jump off before it starts to spin back down towards the start, towards the ground.<BR/>When you want to write the rules,<BR/>Never forget that one day you MUST write the rules.<BR/>But never walk into a dark room and start yelling at it, telling it where it's walls should be. Not only is it probably empty, or may the walls be already where you said they should be (but they rarely are)<BR/>Instead turn the light on, and once you figure out where the switch is, you can lead the blind.N.Rhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04704997851560304508noreply@blogger.com