I've been on this board for less than 24 hours and it already made me anxious and filled me with a profound fear of life.
"On this bridge," Lorca warns, "life is not a dream. Beware. And beware. And beware." And so many think because Then happened, Now isn't. But didn't I mention the ongoing "wow" is happening right now? We are all co-authors of this dancing exuberance where even our inabilities are having a roast. We are the authors of ourselves, co-authoring a gigantic Dostoevsky novel, starring clowns. This entire thing we're involved with called the world, is an opportunity to exhibit how exciting alienation can be. Life is a matter of a miracle that is collected over time by moments, flabbergasted to be in each other's presence. The world is an exam to see if we can rise into direct experience. Our eyesight is here as a test to see if we can see beyond it. Matter is here as a test for our curiosity. Doubt is here as an exam for our vitality. Thomas Mann wrote that he would rather participate in life than write 100 stories. Giacometti was once run down by a car, and he recalled falling into a lucid faint, a sudden exhilaration, as he realized that at last something was happening to him. An assumption develops that you cannot understand life and live life simultaneously. I do not agree entirely. Which is to say I do not exactly disagree. I would say that life understood is life lived. But the paradoxes bug me, and I can learn to love and make love to the paradoxes that bug me. And on really romantic evenings of self, I go salsa dancing with my confusion. Before you drift off, don't forget. Which is to say, remember. Because remembering is so much more a psychotic activity than forgetting. Lorca, in that same poem said that the iguana will bite those who do not dream. And as one realizes that one is a dream figure in another person's dream, that is self awareness.
How does that relate to Rich Piana?
>>27659451
That's what happens to all of us. It starts out as somewhere you go to laugh at the people who are less fortunate than you. I came here to laugh at people who never were able to fit in with everyone else. However the more you come here the more you start to self evaluate and thus the more you start to understand where these people are coming from. You start to view your own life though this harsh and unforgiving lens. You start to hate the people that you once loved. You get constantly barraged with information that forces you to reconsider your own choices and you start to think about the things you never were able to do. Your mind gets filled with this intense feelings of regret and despair because you know that you're no better than the robots. Like them we were never able to do anything worthwhile in our lives. Were all human but we got nothing to show for it. /r9k/ is able to give you self-awareness of how much of a failure you are. In some ways its beautiful but I regret ever coming here.
>>27659483
Nice little read.
His hat describes my feeling towards this man pretty accurately
