Philosophy of this and that
A carp I may not be, baffled by beef is more of clout.
My mouth is more like my escape pod than what my ears like to hear. And basically I would really like to just type type type something, fingers aching to run their race. Fascinated by everything, bored by surface imagery.
Discrepancies in coherence might occur. Someday maybe those random thoughts will make sense even for me, but until then, take musings on physics and the origins of time with a pinch of salt, while wondering what that rabid mourning of love is doing here in the first place.
What else can we be if honest with ourself in all manners of confusion, contradictory thoughts, actions that belies one's faith, all senses struggling to be unfiltered, trying to grasp what is going on. Right here, right now. The land of the future. What is history to my experience of reality. What is simulation? Must truth be anything other than words?
Apart from that, daily thoughts and a relaxed atmosphere. Anything you object upon or just want off your chest, do it. Do it, ok? Do it. Feed the carp, yes?
My mouth is more like my escape pod than what my ears like to hear. And basically I would really like to just type type type something, fingers aching to run their race. Fascinated by everything, bored by surface imagery.
Discrepancies in coherence might occur. Someday maybe those random thoughts will make sense even for me, but until then, take musings on physics and the origins of time with a pinch of salt, while wondering what that rabid mourning of love is doing here in the first place.
What else can we be if honest with ourself in all manners of confusion, contradictory thoughts, actions that belies one's faith, all senses struggling to be unfiltered, trying to grasp what is going on. Right here, right now. The land of the future. What is history to my experience of reality. What is simulation? Must truth be anything other than words?
Apart from that, daily thoughts and a relaxed atmosphere. Anything you object upon or just want off your chest, do it. Do it, ok? Do it. Feed the carp, yes?
11. september 2005
Det er ikke så mye som har forandret seg på fem år. Litt flere bilder, mest norsk, kanskje mer eller mindre samlet.
