August 28, 2005

The Separation Between Me and Me

How is it that I can analyze and wonder, “Why did I do that?” Shouldn’t I already know?

Uncategorizable, by Prof. Snafu Halitosis @ 2:35 am Email This Post
August 23, 2005

To be or not to be, but what really is

The word is, the verb “to be” doesn’t really mean what people think it does. It means that something matches a metaphor, or is well modeled by a concept. For example “this is a car” really means “this thing here seems to be best modeled by the concept of ‘a car’.” Think about why that is. It’s because there is no such thing in the real world as “a car.” Is it possible for you to imagine “a car” (as in a car that has only the purest qualities shared by every car)? No you can’t imagine it because it doesn’t exist, you can only imagine specific cars, a big red car with a sunroof and 2 doors, a small green car with fancy rims and 4 doors, etc. There is no such thing as a car, only types of cars. So saying “this is a car” does not mean this is a car, it means this would be best described as a car, but really it’s a lot of things and I have no idea what it “really is.”

Mindfuck, Real Thoughts, Uncategorizable, by Prof. Snafu Halitosis @ 4:20 pm Email This Post
August 9, 2005

Karma

It’s not mystical
It’s just statistical

August 6, 2005

Rhapsody In August

Everyone take a moment to quietly reflect today.

Uncategorizable, by Prof. Snafu Halitosis @ 8:15 am Email This Post
August 3, 2005

Bamble Stamble Ramble

I become and then I become undone.
I change and then I revert and then I change and then I revert again.
I don’t smoke and then I smoke.
I dance and then I sit down only to get up again.
I build it up and then I break it down.
I plan and then forget my plan.
I spit and then I suck it up again. I want my spit to boil.
I want a sponge instead of a brick.
I want to be rubber before it sets, an egg before it’s fried, and a baby before it’s ignorant.
I want America before slavery, Sex without STD’s, TV without FOX News, and water without Brita.
How do you stay done?
How do you stay changed?
I don’t even want your answers.
I want a new question.
How do you write on a blog?
Why does your breath stink?
Why do you masterbate?
Why do guys cheat, and a better question, why do girls lick weiners?
Where is that new question?
Why do I smile and blink and breath?
Why’s the sky blue? No, I’ve heard that one before.

I miss humans when we actually needed our apenixes.