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Things They Will Never Tell YouArthur Schopenhauer has been the most radical and defiant of all troublemakers.

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« Reply #16 on: June 28, 2021, 01:46:06 am »
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZafH1qXKxMg&list=RDQetvK6ldl2s&index=3

"Make It Wit Chu"


You wanna know if I know why?
I can't say that I do,
I don't understand the evil eye,
Or how one becomes two.
And I just can't recall what started it all,
Or how to begin in the end,
I ain't here to break it,
Just see how far it will bend,
Again and again,

I wanna make it,
I wanna make it wit chu,
Anytime, anywhere,
I wanna make it,
I wanna make it wit chu,

Sometimes the same is different,
but mostly it's the same
these mysteries of life, that just ain't my thing
if I told you that I knew about the sun and the moon,
I'd be untrue,
The only thing I know for sure
Is what I wanna do,
anytime, anywhere and I say

I wanna make it, (again and again)
I wanna make it wit chu,
Anytime, anywhere,
I wanna make it, (again and again)
I wanna make it wit chu,
I wanna make it, (anytime, anywhere)
I wanna make it wit chu,
I wanna make it,
I wanna make it wit chu.

I wanna make it, (again and again)
I wanna make it wit chu,
I wanna make it, (anytime, anywhere)
I wanna make it wit chu,
I wanna make it, (again and again)
I wanna make it wit chu,
I wanna make it, (again and again and again and again and again..)


recall:  PJ Harvey (Rid of Me)


I Appear Missing:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QeJ_-LLUbOc&list=RDQetvK6ldl2s&index=2



Queens Of The Stone Age


"I Appear Missing"

Calling all comas
Prisoner on the loose
Description:
A spitting image of me
Except for the heart-shaped hole where the hope runs out

Shock me awake
Tear me apart
Pinned like a note in a hospital gown
Prison of sleep
Deeper down
The rabbit hole never to be found... again

Where are you hiding, my love?
Cast off like a stone
Feelings raw and exposed when I'm out of control
Pieces were stolen from me
Or dare I say, given away?
Watching the water give in
As I go down the drain
I appear missing now

I go missing
No longer exist
One day, I hope
I'm someone you'd miss

Shock me awake
Tear me apart
Pinned like a note in a hospital gown
Deeper I sleep
Further down
The rabbit hole never to be found
It's only falling in love
Because you hit the ground

Dancing on wire
Both ends are on fire
Cut me loose
Nowhere to run, no more room to pretend
Wandering along the road in the summer night

I go missing
No longer exist
One day, I hope
I'm someone you'd miss

Shock me awake
Tear me apart
Pinned like a note in a hospital gown
Deeper I sleep
Further down
The rabbit hole never to be found

Confide
With my toes on the edge it's such a lovely view
Don't cry
I never loved anything until I loved you
Inside
I'm over the edge. What can I do?
But shine
I haven't a thing unless I have you

Confide
With my toes on the edge it's such a lovely view
Don't cry
I never loved anything until I loved you
Inside
I'm over the edge. What can I do?
But shine

I've fallen through
« Last Edit: June 28, 2021, 02:07:00 am by "No No Bad Dog!" »
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Re: Nothing that is song, is song.
« Reply #17 on: July 21, 2021, 12:09:18 am »
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z79pgPn357g&list=RDtoJ3ZYWRh24&index=4

Notes:

- Foot healing slowly but surely, forcing me to "walk in a sacred manner." (from Black Elk Speaks)

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There is a story about the way the pipe first came to us. A very long time ago, they say, two scouts were out looking for bison; and when they came to the top of a high hill and looked north, they saw something coming a long way off, and when it came closer they cried out, “It is a woman!,” and it was. Then one of the scouts, being foolish, had bad thoughts and spoke them; but the other said: “This is a sacred woman; throw all bad thoughts away.” When she came still closer,they saw that she wore a fine white buckskin dress, that her hair was very long and that she was young and very beautiful. And she knew their thoughts and said in a voice that was like singing: “You do not know me, but if you want to do as you think, you may come.” And the foolish one went; but just as he stood before her, there was a white cloud that came and covered them. And the beautiful young woman came out of the cloud, and when it blew away the foolish man was a skeleton covered with worms.Then the woman spoke to the one who was not foolish: “You shall go home and tell your people that I am coming and that a big tepee shall be built for me in the center of the nation.” And the man, who was very much afraid, went quickly and told the people, who did at once as they were told; and there around the big tepee  they  waited  for  the  sacred  woman.  And  after  a  while  she  came,  very beautiful and singing, and as she went into the tepee this is what she sang:

“With visible breath I am walking.
A voice I am sending as I walk.
 In a sacred manner I am walking.
With visible tracks I am walking.
 In a sacred manner I walk.”

- continuing to take rigorous notes from Norman Wildberger, showing all work as far as algebraic manipulations and arithmetic goes when proving definitions and laws.   I have become more enthusiastic, if even ever so slightly.

- trying to prevent my mother's dramatic fits and threats and shaming guilt trips from robbing me of the sheer delight of rejuvenating interest in learning.

- it is obvious that I am fed up with parental authority, as fed up with such authority as Schopenhauer was fed up with Hegelian academics, as Wildberger must be fed up with orthodox mathematicians/academics.

- trying to enlist every ounce of rationality I can muster to prevent myself from taking part in the Sexual Creation of Yet Another Nervous Wreck ...


I apologize if the videos are impossible to watch from where Senor Raul posts from.   Maybe using head-phones, the sound would at least be permissible.  I find music to soothe my nerves and to put things into perspective for me.

Ups and downs with struggles to get by with "the Mother" are forcing me to face the painful reality that I truly and genuinely dislike nearly every single individual in my family, even those who dislike each other (openly or secretly).   I resent the Bad Faith which demands I respect those who abuse my kindness.  My mother is most certainly not exempt.  She does not get a free pass.   I am stunned by her arrogance and stupidity at times.   Not only that, but I am disgusted with how most others in society automatically take sides with "the Mother," wondering how she can "put up with my antics," when the raw sufferable reality is that My Animal-Body-Being exists as some kind of service-animal house-slave night-security-watchman dishwasher gofer monkey-boy who might be better off couch-surfing with brute force - if not for this sense of duty I feel to Maman (from the French term).

Like Ignatius Reilly, I foresee a possible jailbreak where I go from one crazy mother to a most likely even crazier "girlfriend."  Let us pray the lesser of two evils wins me over soon - or else I fly over the cuckoo's nest altogether and start over somewhere strange not knowing any family or friends, content to never know how any of this unfolds.   That is, I sense that, at any moment, I might have forces galvanized into action against me.  As I have done nothing but assist my mother above and beyond the call of duty, I imagine that she would seal her own doom were she to truly turn on me.  That would probably end up hurting her far more than it would hurt me, and so I would have to just "save revenge for God" and use all my psychic powers to resist her shaming or guilting me when she regrets such a diabolically stupid move.  Then again, if she did not depend on me, she would most likely transform into Schopenhauer's mother in a heartbeat.   I wonder how tough I can even allow myself to be with my mother.  She defends her ignorance vehemently.  That is, she is NOT TRYING TO KNOW anything of profundity.   That must be her coping mechanism.   After all, not everyone can handle Our Truth.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dBFW8OvciIU

I think the only funeral I will be attending is my own.  This world/society is just all-too-full-of-shit.   ::)
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PS:  I saw Antichrist.   It was a great film.  I made several "music sessions" with excerpts from it.   I have not had an opportunity to see the other two.
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Re: Nothing that is song, is song.
« Reply #18 on: July 22, 2021, 01:01:08 pm »
One of the many sleight of hand that the Christians try to pull off is to connect daily suffering which every man experiences to the purported suffering of Jesus on the cross. It might work as a metaphor but falls flat when one views it through rational lenses.

In many books one gets to read that  man is a social animal. The animal who is writing this message is a solitary one. As a school boy, I read this poem:

The Solitary Reaper

BY WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

Behold her, single in the field,
Yon solitary Highland Lass!
Reaping and singing by herself;
Stop here, or gently pass!
Alone she cuts and binds the grain,
And sings a melancholy strain;
O listen! for the Vale profound
Is overflowing with the sound.

No Nightingale did ever chaunt
More welcome notes to weary bands
Of travellers in some shady haunt,
Among Arabian sands:
A voice so thrilling ne'er was heard
In spring-time from the Cuckoo-bird,
Breaking the silence of the seas
Among the farthest Hebrides.

Will no one tell me what she sings?—
Perhaps the plaintive numbers flow
For old, unhappy, far-off things,
And battles long ago:
Or is it some more humble lay,
Familiar matter of to-day?
Some natural sorrow, loss, or pain,
That has been, and may be again?

Whate'er the theme, the Maiden sang
As if her song could have no ending;
I saw her singing at her work,
And o'er the sickle bending;—
I listened, motionless and still;
And, as I mounted up the hill,
The music in my heart I bore,
Long after it was heard no more.


I think Melancholia( the movie ) certainly worth watching. Some antinatalists, I have mentioned this before too,tend to think that sentient life that cropped up on earth is an extremely improbable occurrence and it is highly unlikely that such a thing has ever happened anywhere else and mostly probably sentient life would never arise again ever.I think this is a highly optimistic stance.

I am glad that your foot is getting better. We live in a world in which physical injury and pain is allowed freely by the “Good God.”

Most theists are obsessed with justifying life and so first ,are forced to posit a Good God. They have babies. The religious folks,on average, have far more kids than the your average non-believer. Look at the true believing Mormons, almost all of them have big families like Romney.

As Schopenhauer says,and I have mentioned this earlier too, most people need to suffer a great deal before they come face to face with the true nature of being. For me, it was, I think my time
 in the college and in the first job which was full of brutal exploitation.

There are no easy solutions to this problem.Maybe there are no solutions at all.  I think the religious people are primarily driven by the will-to-live, they get married, and have kids, just like any other animal and then, use religion to keep their sanity intact.

You have watched Antichrist. The psychologist tries to cure his wife’s anxiety and panic attacks by bringing her face to face with her deepest fears. His underlying assumption is that her phobias are only in her head ,while the Nature outside, is ,essentially, benevolent.
This is a deeply flawed supposition. Most of the time,one’s fears are more than justified.

       That is not a typical Hollywood/Bollywood movie. The director goes quite close to the heart of darkness. My mum has told me quite plainly that if she had other kids she would not not have given a rap whether I got married or not, whether I continued to live or not. So, you see, I am very much like the half-dead kittens Don Raul get to see on the streets of his hometown. And my mum is like the cat who is not bothered with the kittens once they are born. She ,I think, personifies Nature the way it is depicted in Antichrist.

I can,in a way, imagine how much you would have suffered due to your injured foot. When I breathe deeply I can feel some kind of sensation in my right lung. Though ,I think, it is much better now.

Just before I got hospitalised in 2019, I was alone at the home, and while everything I ate or drank, I vomited out within 10 minutes, and I coughed all the time,I remember distinctly, that when I did not eat or drink and kept the window open, I could almost put up with it.I wonder what would have happened if no one would have taken me to the hospital,if I had stayed back in the room for a few more days.

Because I am terrified of the outside world( Nature), I always kept by windows closed and that might have also weakened by lungs. These days I keep the window slightly open. But only slightly.

Get well soon.

https://youtu.be/kb69TMISL_Y
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« Reply #19 on: September 20, 2021, 12:18:48 pm »
DISCLAIMER/APOLOGY to those suffering ear problems or unable to enjoy the music.  I often place these here just to jog my memory and be free to edit the lyrics as I see fit.

"If I Had A Tail"

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ymnwa6RX5F4

Giuchie , giuchie
Ooh la la
Do run run
You wont get far

I'm machine obsolete
The land of the free
Lobotomy

I wanna suck, I wanna lick
I want to grind and I want to spit
Tears of pleasure
Tears of pain
They trickle down your face the same

It's how you look
Not how you feel
A city of glass
With no heart...

If I had a tail
I'd own the night
If I had a tail
I'd swat the flies

Yeah, oh oh, oh oh, oh oh
Yeah, oh oh, oh oh, oh oh

Giuchie, giuchie
Ooh la la
Do run run
You won't get far

Animals in the midnight zone
When you own the world
You're always home

Get your hands dirty
Roll up them sleeves
Brainwashed or true believers?
Buy flash cars
Diamond rings
Expensive holes to bury things

I'm machine obsolete
The land of the free
Immortality

If I had a tail
I'd own the night
If I had a tail
I'd swat the flies

Oh-oh-oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh oh
Oh-oh-oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh oh

See me dance along the stars?
See me dance?

If I have a tail
I will control the night
If I have a tail
I will control the night
If I have a tail
I will control the night

When we have a tail
We will control...

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s88r_q7oufE

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aYWfhO9dqG0

In the Queens of the Stone Age (Paris) concert (below), before "If I Had a Tail," Homme tells the audience, "This is a song is something we all can dance to.  It's about telling all the people in charge that they can go fuck themselves, but in a sexy way."   ;D

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EWuIGypvbDk
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