Apropos of nothing: a thought.

The most irritating thing about so many philosophers is their apparent willingness to prescribe drastic lifestyle changes instead of thought changes. Why the former and not the latter?

Web linkage: an idea.

It’s accepted that the holy grail of hypertext is linkage; but when is multiple linkage going to be implemented in such a fashion that hovering over a term shows up more than one link, and enables a writer to show the multiple connections they make to the world?

A satiric encounter.

A comment on a page

Fuck this shit [sic] I am a Christian as of today just so that I won’t be associated with these incompetent, polarizing asshole Atheists trying to start their own religion with the only tenant being smug condescension.

PRAISE THE HOLY JESUS

and a scathing retort

You’ll just be within a gang of people that insist they have a moral duty to tell others what to do. Or, alternatively, believe only because they need a parental authority for moral direction.

tell a loving tale of illogical sensibilities and the humorous nature of spiritual concerns:

you’re just saying that because YOU REFUSE TO TURN TO JESUS LET THE LIGHT OF THE LORD CHRISTIFY YOUR BEING

…

Man, the only person who is going to touch my being is me. In other words, no figment of society is going to mess with my path, or my ethics, or my ideas.

LET THE ENLIGHTENMENT REACH YOU.

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You had best not be touching your own being that is a SIN

JESUS IS THE ONLY ENLIGHTEDMENT I NEED

Bemacs, and a C-k keybinding for ideas.

How odd. This entry, at last, is being drafted into an Emacs scrap
buffer, sadly titled, ggdsghd. Yes, it is what came out when I made a
scrap buffer, randomly hitting clicky keys for a
name. Ironically the sentences above are just fill, fodder so I can
actually write. The blank black of my screen kills muses very
viciously. But I won’t kill them, that is, the fodder; for they do not
deserve the erasure.

Erasure is the focus, or rather, the complication at hand today. This
blog entry was delayed for several weeks because of the unavailability
of a C-k method for ideas stored in your brain (Bemacs?), and the
inability for me to do it myself, picking and choosing what is
best. How do bloggers choose a topic and write? I find it utterly,
exasperatingly difficult. A metaphor might be of use here; I’ve always
likened my thoughts as a tree, with everything branching out,
branching out on a random loop. Everything has sub-branches, and nodes
which connect to each other and in order to abstract the thoughts,
making them whole and singular, one must make sure too drag the
connections outwards as well. You break the connection, the whole
branch falls off, and these are very thin branches to be lifting a
whole tree from.

All this self-examination is unnerving. Who am I, to spare precious
bytes over me? The concept is a waste, of anybody’s time, and
especially mine, for I know that it is extremely arrogant to write
about oneself. I should be writing about something important, the
context of which lies in the tree described, but to comment
intelligently when it is not verbal; an argument, if you will; is the
trouble. A podcast perhaps?

No. There must be something which I can do, write about, find a way of
showing, or pronouncing an opinion gathered from facts. That is, doing
all that without breaking a tree.

I apologise for this entry, for it should not be shown in public: a
jumbled mess of thoughts mixed in with analysis of something that
should not be analysed. I placed it only purely to show a way of
thought, and struggle.