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GASM Command / Re: [GASM] Secret Text Vault
« on: December 14, 2013, 04:31:12 am »
What happened?

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Think for Yourself, Schmuck! / Re: Koan Nebula
« on: December 06, 2013, 05:16:56 am »
"When I will become a master?", asked the student.

The master then held a rock with one of his hands, and showed it to his student.

"When you get this rock from my hands, you will be a master.", said he. And then threw the rock through the window. The rock landed in the back of a speeding truck, and was carried away.

The student stared at the master, and the master smiled.

"Well?", said the master.

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RPG Ghetto / Re: Warpheim: a discordian tabletop game
« on: November 30, 2013, 04:26:18 am »
I don't think Fatal counts as game. It's more like a trainwreck disguised as one.

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Think for Yourself, Schmuck! / Re: Koan Nebula
« on: November 28, 2013, 04:38:00 am »
Less and less people came to the classroom. At the end, there were only 2.

"If it keeps going like that, the dojo is going to close, master!", said one.

"Huh. I thought you were the master.", said the other.

Both of them starred at each other, trying to see if that was just a test, or the truth.

3 months later, word on the street was that a new dojo had opened, and it had 2 masters.

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RPG Ghetto / Re: Warpheim: a discordian tabletop game
« on: November 27, 2013, 03:05:11 am »
If it's any good, maybe we could do a pbp thread of it? Just saying.

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Think for Yourself, Schmuck! / Re: Koan Nebula
« on: November 27, 2013, 12:25:48 am »
"To be enlightened, one must hold no attachments.", said quite proudly one student to a newcomer.

"Isn't the desire of enlightment an attachment?", asked the master absentmindedly, as he walked nearby.

An awkward silence echoed through the classroom.


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Or Kill Me / Re: We are <not> special
« on: November 26, 2013, 06:11:59 pm »
Any advice on interior designing and trying to exit the "BIP"?

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Or Kill Me / Re: We are <not> special
« on: November 26, 2013, 12:42:08 pm »
I can see the beauty of viewing the "prison" as a submarine or a space ship, but isn't illumination the unlimited perception of the self and the universe? Don't the walls... get in the way? Shouldn't we try to go beyond them?

Extending the metaphore, while I want to get out of it, I want to be prepared for what's coming. Although an astronaut in a space suit isn't in direct contact with the space, he is a lot closer, at least personally, than he was within his spaceship. I want to be able to wear a space suit.

And that sounded a lot less silly in my head.

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Or Kill Me / Re: We are <not> special
« on: November 26, 2013, 12:16:05 pm »
Tell me more, Pæs.

Have you tried? I am not challenging you, I am actually asking. I want to know what possibly could be outside.

A blinding light, you say? No comfort, no security? Being chased, always in fear?

That's horrifying, but I want to know what's beyond this. Not because I am a special snowflake, or because I am destined to finally "break free from the prison and be a real discordian™".

...

Heh, I guess I'm really the kid lounging about in the common space droning on about "when I'm free" and "life on the outside" oblivious to eye rolling and bitter, knowing smirks. That's funny... I don't mind that.

One of my hopes was someone who tried that before telling me something.

Time for the blinding search light, dogs barking and gunfire. I have to admit, I'm pretty scared.

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Or Kill Me / We are <not> special
« on: November 26, 2013, 08:17:38 am »
It's been some time since I last wrote. Mostly because I thought I hadn't anything to share with you.

Maybe that's still the case, but if anything, this may serve as a reminder to myself. Hopefully, to all who wish to take the path towards illumination.

We are not special.

It doesn't matter if we finally discovered the "Black Iron Prison" around us. Or that we started our jailbreak. Or that we finally realized that jailbreaking is too much of a hassle, and really, how would we jailbreak from our own mind? That's impossible! We might as well make our prison comfy and easy to live.

We are not special.

Sit there. Think of ourselves as above all that "sheeple" who go around the day without thinking, simply following routine. We are so above all that, aren't we? We can see the prison! We changed the decoration! Just last week, we decided that that wall simply had to go.

We are not special.

Big fucking deal! What's the difference that our prison is a bit more "home-ly" than that of the other!? WE ARE THE FUCKING PRISON, AREN'T WE!? But, oh no! Let's keep patting each other on the back, congratulating ourselves for being "so above all that". Let's change the name, golden the pill, so to say!

Know what? Stopping at decorating my prison is not enough for me. It's time to go back to jailbreaking. Maybe, as some say, I will end up in another prison. Maybe I will finally be free.

The self is the prison. Then what's being free like?

I want desperately to find out.

Or maybe I'm lying. Be the judge. Hail Eris!

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Anyway, one of the interesting things to note about the Abrahamic God. Sometimes refers to himself in the plural. Early parts of the Torah seem to indicate some sort of henotheism (polytheism, with a bit of, my god is better than.... your god) that at some point switched to hard monotheism. Yahweh  is the ONLY god. Interesting, that. I might have to reflect on that a bit. Why is that discrepancy there?

I don't know about that, but originally, the religion of the Jewish tribes was polytheistic. Every family had their god for who they prayed, but Yahweh was above them all. I don't know why it changed, or why Yahweh <personally> referred to himself in the plural. Maybe something to do with the Holy Ghost? I can't answer 100% sure.

G'luck on your spiritual exploration.

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Literate Chaotic / Re: I am the prison
« on: January 10, 2013, 05:04:19 am »
I guess my expectations were far too wishful, I guess...
But I suppose being connected to the universe and all that is pretty interesting.

However, taking all this into account... My identity seems like nothing more than a pleasant illusion. Maybe I should get rid of it?

Also,
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Enlightenment is getting 8 hours of sleep, 2 days a week without being bothered (or hell, even one), and

:lulz:

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Literate Chaotic / Re: I am the prison
« on: January 09, 2013, 10:29:41 pm »
I was hoping to find a part of me that wasn't created by the "outside", the "default" me, the basis where everything was built on, but as I began stripping away all the outside influence in myself, I realized that if I took it all off, nothing would remain.

Bummer. =/

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Literate Chaotic / I am the prison
« on: January 09, 2013, 05:10:51 am »
It may have been hubris, but I attempted to tread the path of enlightment. My objective was simple, cleanse myself from the outside noise to discover the real "me", and from that, see how far could I take myself mentally.


My epiphanies, which, despite being small and far-between, were greatly treasured by me, led me to this point:

I don't know to which point I am still myself. Can I truly have an identity if I am formed of the background noise that surrounds me?
Can I still call myself a individual after acknowledging that every piece of me is not something I produced, but rather some junk I picked along the way and assimilated?

I tried to see where my mind stops and where the preconceived notions begins, but how can I be sure my observational abilities aren't affected?
I tried to see myself as an art project, like an sculpture, a book, integrating the parts that I fancied into myself, shaping thus my body, mind and life towards an aesthetic notion that pleased me.

(Did this make me an automaton? Was I one all along?)

When I saw things objectively, I could only see emptiness. And while acknowledging this emptiness, decided to create a reason for myself, a reason that, while subjective and abstract, was truly mine.
However, to which extent my thoughts are mine? Is my identity just a response to the stimulus that once surrounded me?

The answer that rings true is yes, and this realization demands more thinking.

Perhaps the buddhists were right all along, and our true identity is nothing, just emptiness. And the true path of enlightment is just the denial of the "self".

While the idea of a philosophy that denies the "self" sends shivers down my spines, even now I can recognize the this way of thinking did not come from me, but Nietzsche and his discourse about religions/philosophies that denied life.

I could say that I am simply my body, and the chemical reactions that occur in it, but my mind hasn't become what it is by the development of my body.
My body is but a mirror, my experiences the light, and my mind the reflection. This reflection interacted with itself, warping the light, but it does not change from where the light has come.
My identity is, therefore, a simple illusion.

Can I truly accept such existence one with free will?
If my mind interacts sufficiently with itself, would it be able to escape the influence of my past, and become something created by itself?
Is it possible to one's mind produce it's own, extending the metaphor, light?



Can one attain such a state?



Indeed, this demands more thinking.

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Principia Discussion / Re: Discordia merchandising looking for artists
« on: November 25, 2012, 12:07:00 am »
Probably copy & pasted the wrong thing by accident, it happens.

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