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Dr Mindbender 82
12 July 2009 @ 11:18 am
There’s a guy I know who was doing a science degree, but dropped out when he ran out of money. We talk about a lot of shit, and I usually get his opinion on something I’m reading up on . He’s knows a shit load about science, I mean stacks, it’s like a religion for him, but not just science, a lot of history, a stack of stuff. So I thought it’d be good to get his perspective – and what happened next was weird.

He first became agitated while reading, then put the thesis down, then he started pacing, then he became more agitated and sat down and started fidgeting. I asked if he was okay, you know cos he's a mate, and he started yelling at me, - I felt the temper rise up in me, so I picked up my shit and left.

I’ve never seen anyone have a nervous break down before, but I think if I did, it’d probably look a lot like that.
 
 
Dr Mindbender 82
11 July 2009 @ 02:35 pm
Jesus Christ! You actually read what these doctors were doing to patients? The fuckers have been experimenting on us for centuries, – sorry, I should explain, I need some kind of vogue science to prop up my thesis on imagination, and as it turns out, all the good ones are taken. (Screw you Ian Hacking, sedimentary Geology was mine) so I'm pushed to the point where I'm, you know, kinda picking something that looks like a bit like science, but if we're honest, medicine is - well, - it's damn well a science if it's going to prop up my thesis. . . – Where was I - fuck that, these doctors are mad! The bastards have been playing silly buggers with quack medical theories for centuries, testing them out on a factory worker here, a couple of peasants there, a soldier on a battlefield, fuck knows where else they pop up.

I got half a dozen medical text books, and a stack of journal on the history of medicine, and the crazy stuff that used to go on. . . And for all we damn well know could still be going on today!

I’ll tell you something now, just reading through the horror stories - if you ever have a baby, do your self a big favour, go find a Jewish Midwife. Trust me. Jewish midwife, - no argument, I don’t care what anyone says. Jewish Midwife. End of story. No need for grisly stories, and decade, after decade of hopeless malpractice. – Jewish Midwife!

This is interesting, in the period between hopelessly infecting their patients, and development of advanced medical theories that purport running something under a hot tap before sticking it into you, they used to use carbolic acid bandages to clean and seal the wound. – There’s some information that, fuck knows why, but seems kind of important.
 
 
Dr Mindbender 82
10 July 2009 @ 10:03 am
Let it be hereby declared that between February and August all University, and tertiary students attending higher institutes of learning, and all second year Tafe Diploma students, are granted an E, which allows them to defer any fines, summary offences, or other petty distractions likely to derail, and/or hinder their studies to the month of October, or there after, and to be concluded no later than the month of February, of the subseqent year, for the good, and future of this Great Southern Nation. May the almighty guide, and protect our great young minds, as they lead us forward, evermore to truth, justice, and prosperity.

Here, here!

______________________

It irks me.

The electricians, doctors, Engineers, law enforcement officers, teachers, carpenters, professors, scientists, philosophers and plumbers, really make up the great advances, and shinning light of western civilisation, - and all of these people need a certain level of education to function, and to advance our civilisation. The more education they get, the more progress out society makes in every field. For example, if our teachers get another year or two of education at uni, then they learn more they can pass on to our kids, other than the bare minimum that gets pumped into the now. If our tradesmen, say our carpenters, got a few subjects in architecture, and craftsmanship, then you’d see a lot more creativity, and new ideas for practicality, coming through the labour force, – But to do that, to get that little bit of extra time, is almost impossible, because we’ve constructed a society that is openly hostile to the student.

I’m pretty lucky, because I have a stack of tenacity, and a few lucky breaks, but I’ve seen a stack of people crushed to the point of dropping out, because there’s really no one out there to help or support them.

The history of Western Civilization has been the advance of education, and with it, the advance of free thinking. We emerged from a barbaric world, and little warring feudal kingdoms,to an age of scholasticism in the 13, and 14 hundreds, from there, kick starting the Renaissance, the Enlightenment, and giving birth to the industrial revolution, which had the seeds of the technological age. . . Education has proven, through our own history to work, and our thinkers our greatest asset, so why do we continue to cannibalize them?
 
 
Dr Mindbender 82
10 July 2009 @ 07:06 am
I envisage my presentation to the faculty of philosophy to go something like this.

I arrive in a suit. There’s a general guffaw. My hand flings out of the screen, and retunes with a microphone, and the music starts. It’s Robert Palmer’s backing track to Irresistible.

____________

How can it be permissible?
The thesis destroys Bertrand Russel’s principles, yeah yeah
With William Blake’s mythical
And a conclusion that’s anything but typical

It’s a craze you’d endorse, and contra a powerful force
It obliges a reform when there’s no other course
It used look crazy to me, but now I find it

Simply incontestable
Simply incontestable

The logic is so powerful, huh
The refutation is unavoidable
The trend is irreversible
My thesis is invincible

It defies scientific law, and it leaves me in awe
My thesis deserves the applause, I surrender because
It used look crazy to me, but now I find it

Simply incontestable
Simply incontestable

Simply incontestable , there’s no tellin’ where the method went
Simply incontestable, and well, there’s no other way to go


The conclusion is unavoidable, I’m backed against the wall
I’m having ideas that no one has had before
I’m forging premises, and breaking every law
It used look crazy to me, but now I find it

Simply incontestable
Simply incontestable , there’s no tellin’ where the method went
Simply incontestable, and well, there’s no other way to go

My contra-methods is inscrutable
The proof is irrefutable, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
And none of it’s inadmissible, huh
The hypothesis is indivisable

It’s a craze you’d endorse, and contra a powerful force
It obliges a reform when there’s no other course
It used look crazy to me, but now I find it

Simply incontestable
Simply incontestable

Simply incontestable
Simply incontestable , there’s no tellin’ where the method went
Simply incontestable, and well, there’s no other way to go
 
 
Dr Mindbender 82
CHORUS
We are the would-bes if we could bes, but we can’t.
The should bes and so we would be but we shan’t
The don’t bes so we won’t be’s
The hippies and the yuppies
The would bes, and the should bes, but we aren’t.

We joined the church of scientology just like Tom Cruise
And just like Gibson, we got drunk and then blamed the Jews
We bought Buddhist starter kits,
Our microbiotic diets give us the shits
We are the would-bes if we could bes, but we can’t

CHORUS
We are the would-bes if we could bes, but we can’t.
The should bes and so we would be but we sha-a-a-a-n’t
The don’t bes so we won’t be’s
The trendies and the yuppies
The would bes, and the should bes, but we aren’t.

We went on Dr Phil’s diet and lost forty pounds
Then we cried when they found Michael Jackson and the pills he’d downed
We got Pregnant just like Spears
And turned political for our careers
We are the would-bes if we could bes, but we can’t

All together now

CHORUS
We are the would-bes if we could bes, but we can’t.
The don’t bes so we won’t be’s and we aren’t.
The hippies and the yuppies
The trendies and hush puppies
We are the would-bes if we could bes, but we aren’t.

We’re interested in art and be-l-a-e-ay
We hate the dykes, but get along fine with the gays
The sons and daughters of the rich,
Hey, well, life’s a bitch
- The would-bes if we could bes, but we aren’t

We’ll all be famous and rich one day
In our desk jobs, and our donut joints we slave away
Our shit don’t stink,
and we follow don’t think

(drum rol . . . . Because -)

We are the would-bes if we could bes, but we aren’t.

Yeah, yeah, yeah!

We are the would-bes if we could bes, but we can’t.
The don’t bes so we won’t be’s and we aren’t.
The hippies and the yuppies
The trendies and hush puppies
We are the would-bes if we could bes, but we aren’t.
 
 
Dr Mindbender 82
08 July 2009 @ 11:59 pm
This is a fucking nightmare. – I’m getting some serious progress made in my thesis – I’ve translated Blake into the Predicate calculus, and developed a refutation for falsification, empiricism, rationalism, and contemporary constructivist views of science, with a real original, and pragmatic view to scientific method – we’re talking new ground, and I’m actually realising my ideas, and putting them down in a set of transparent formulas and equations, no diploma of puppetry here - but I can only make such progress by switching the world off, - and then it comes back to bite me in the ass, and constantly derail me. – It’s fucked up. – I did my three years in hell as an undergrad, and proved myself the best of the lot. I should get a big Red E, and every time the world comes to hassle me, I can hold it up, and say exempt motherfucker – I’m working on something that will change the way we look at knowledge, and the world, so go and annoy the fuck outta someone else for a change.
 
 
Dr Mindbender 82
08 July 2009 @ 02:24 am
When I was a kid, I remember one of the kids in year six got suspended for calling one of the other kids an ‘ass bandit’, and I thought to myself, this must be a very serious accusation indeed. So each night, I’d go to sleep holding my ass in mortal fear, that one morning I should wake up, and discover it was no longer there. I used to have night mares about the ass bandits riding into town each night.

I imagined they carried giant sized callipers for ‘pinching’ asses, razor blades for ‘nicking’ them, and lassos for rounding people up. – We’ve got to do something about our colloquial and figurative language, seriously. It’s giving our kid’s nightmares. For years I had visions of St Fuck, martyred ‘for fuck’s sake’, every time I did something wrong.

But the worst was the now forgotten exclamation “packing shit’. There was a factory, and a large stack of military issue sand bags, which were somehow involved in the process. Homeboys had little chimneys in their hats, the boggie was a dance that involved picking the nose, and don't even get me started on trying to describe what I tried to imagine a cowabunga as looking like. . .
 
 
Dr Mindbender 82
07 July 2009 @ 07:21 am
It appears that by obtaining the true meaning of life we achieve piece and tranquility. . . Fuck that. I mean come on. . . You're kidding me? I had to work this whole thing out, and that's the fotune cookie in the bottom of the box? . . . If it was, by obtaining the meaning of life we achieve sex, rock and roll, and lot of drugs, yeah I could roll with that, or, by obtaining the true meaning of life, we receive a big fat scholarship – sign me up for that religion, and I’ll bring you followers, but inner piece and harmony? Is that the gift of sacred wisdom? Seriously, that’s what you guys have been hiding for over two thousand years, inner piece and harmony through dissolution in the self and realisation of the ultimate principle obtained in the perfect moment of being? . . . That’s what the hermetic code’s all about? Jesus. A bit weak. I thought there’d be dragons, and mystical lightning bolts flying out of my ass – you know, something cool. - Ancient mystical knowledge sucks.
 
 
Dr Mindbender 82
06 July 2009 @ 12:31 pm
"Who here has ye to thou, nay? Nigh but to yea, and yay? None? For has though not picked boggers on the Sabbath? Yea! Has thou not farted in church? Yay! Has not thou eyes and ears to listen to the sounds of blasphemy, and to look upon one’s rude parts when one bathes in brooks most babbling? Yo!. . . - I don’t – And has God not made thee with a nose for picking, an ass for farting, and ears for hearing. – Speak up son, I can’t hear you.- Not me, I’m blind. – I say unto thee, ye that may yey, nay, for night has thou but to yea, and yon shall but know, that now, has though thine, as surely as the sun doth goeth around the earth, rest assured it is true. "

From the Revelation of Simple John of Sussex.

How the fuck do you pull sense out of that, let alone translate it into an argument in the propositional calulus, capible of refuting modern science? Come on guys, some of this shit just ain't funny anymore. Surely someone had something to say.
 
 
Dr Mindbender 82
06 July 2009 @ 01:03 am
I was thnking something like this, in the title page of my thesis, when I publish it.


"For William Blake, and his unfinished answer to the Age of the Great Overcoming,

And send our best to the Light of the East, and those whom betrayed us to them for Roses and Crosses. Tell them that the True Order of Alchemy is alive and well in the 21st Century, and we shall never be subjugated.

Nam lux mens viva vivorum in eternium. "

I don't know, do you think, maybe, it's just a little too over presumptuous? The Latin cipher is kinda pushing it.
 
 
Dr Mindbender 82
05 July 2009 @ 10:41 pm
You got to get all hyped up when you go the movies, throw around pop-corn, yell at the actors on the screen, kick the nerdy, pimple faced usher in the nuts “sir, I’m only doing my j-*!”, (I don’t know, it’s like tradition, ever since I was a teenager, the guy who gets the job at the local cinema, and then tries to enforce cinema policy, always gets kicked in the balls by someone) and hurl projectiles at the guy with the bald head in the front row, - see if you can get them to bounce off him. – This is my hyped-up-for-the-movie’s kit.


Lolly Gobble Bliss Bombs



I love this stuff. It's the best kept secret out of the 80s.

Sniggers 12 Pack (Fun size)



Ah yes, can't beat the ol' Sniggers. Cept maybe, and only maybe, with the combined power of a Cherry Ripe and a Bounty. But one must ask, is that too much chocolaty goodness, for just one man?


Mother



500 MLs of concentrated caffeinated energy drink. - Wa-hooooooooooooooooooooo.

M&MS



Perfect little missiles for people who won't shut the hell up. If you learn to flick them accuratly, from way back in your seat all concealed-like, you can be hitting some guy in the back of the head alnight, and no one ever need see the movement of your arm.

Bald heads and blonds make the best targets, plus, with blondes, if you suck the little fuckers a bit, they'll stick in the girl's hair. - Divide out the colours amongst yourselves, and see who gets the most shots spot on target.

Gobbstoppers



These are a little harder than M&Ms, and good for when your other candy runs out, cos they last for ages.

Nerds



Quick sugar rush at the climax of the movie, or if they send in the security guards, just 'gulp and bolt' through the fire exits. - But you should only use such concentrated force of sugar, most wisely! For as Grandmother grass-hopper used to say, guy with too much sugar fix, he will only make his self sick from lollies, and mayh-be spoil his supper. No?

And so, it is in the spirit of such warning, and most responsibly, I pass such traditions onto you. From the Great Age of the Uncle, in the times of Mathew, David, and Colin, and that it is from such traditions as these, which were once handed down to me, and from me, I now hand them down unto you.

Use them wisely.
 
 
Dr Mindbender 82
I was listening to the radio on the way home, - and was like what the Good God Damn fuck? Are people getting dumber? They are arn't they? There's no use denying it any longer. It's time to buck up and face facts.

I mean surely scientist have found a way to prove this. . . Maybe not, if the race is getting dumber at a rate that is exponentially faster than our ability to think up new ways of isolating the limiting factors, we might always suspect, but never be able to prove it.

Nah, anyone with half a brain could figure it out. . . It was at that moment that it suddenly hit me, maybe that's the whole problem.

I tuned back in to listen to what these poor fucks were talking about. They were discussing massive security for Michael Jackson’s funeral, - and I was thinking, for fuck’s sake, what is all the fuss about? Seriously. What are people going to do? Shoot him? Is this like the last chance for the assassin to get the bullet in? – Fuck it, the man’s dead. – He’s worm food. I’m sure that the worms will do a lot worse than the masses of fan’s that suddenly remembered they liked his music. What’s the worst that could happen? Personally I recon we should immortalize the bastard. – Embalm him, put him on display. – With all the plastic surgery work, I’m sure most of the work’s already been done. – You know preserver him for future generations, until record producers can work out how to animate the body – get that girl in from the Education department, the one with the Masters in Puppetry. – Surely she could rig something up with strings and wires. . .

So I flicked to another channel looking for music, and got this Hindi-Arabic Chinese stuff, - wasn’t so bad, then something that sounded suspiciously like an AD started. – I could tell by the little jingle they put at the beginning. – At first I was hopeful, I was like, it's a foreign culture, could be another song, then these two annoying voices began to chat back to each other in that tone radio advertises use – and I was like fuck this. – There was that cannabis add playing on another channel, the one about the free hotline, which stoners haven’t caught on about – then another add about the Australian Will kit, buy one, get one free. . . Eh motherfucker? Buy one will, get one free? . . . There's a big hot fuzzy ball of stupidity. What’s the second one for?

No stay with it. You could develop an AD campaign and market it to legal will kit companies. Maybe go a bit multicultural. - Work the ol' Buddhist angle.

And what’s the go with digital radio?

Let's be honest with our selves, for once in our lives. No one get their hopes up. These people aren't here to help us. It’s just a gimmick to sell more advertising space. I’m sure whatever the technology is that allows you to play back songs, record sports, program in your favourite shows, and fuck around with sound quality, won’t let you avoid or edit ads.

The car radio company that designs a radio, with a music search option, that can detect ads by the high decibels, and smug sarcasm of those voices they use for advertising, and flip the channel automatically for non-stop music will make a fortune. I'd buy ten just to get behind the idea.
 
 
Dr Mindbender 82
04 July 2009 @ 05:23 am
Yeah, alright, reading it, and Phillip Kitcher has a point. We defer to authorities that specialise in wider fields than us. But that’s not the authority I’m talking about, that’s co-operation. And yeah, we all know Creationists are wacky, and we’ll be fucked if they ever get a strong foothold into our government, or education system. But that’s my point, I’m not arguing the creationists position, in fact I’m arguing the opposite. I’m arguing against them getting a foothold in government. I’m arguing against theirs, and anyone else’s ability to legislate truth. The authority I’m talking about, doesn’t come from building knowledge, it comes from prohibiting thought. It’s that little voice in the pulpit that tells people what their not allowed to think. It’s the empirical wackos who thought the sun went around the earth, and how dare you think any differently, it’s the Spanish inquisition, who say, how dare you worship nature, or the Darwinists who say how dare you think there’s a God, the KGB foot soldiers claiming, how dare you oppose Marxism, the CIA, how dare you oppose Capitalism, the people who take scientific discovery, religious thought, or economic ideology, as absolute truth. People who, for the most part, themselves don’t have an original thought in their head, but who take the thoughts of others, and cry truth, who build their institutions, and faculties around the fire they stole from the poets, and then call all other thinkers heretics.

It’s the nature of the authority of truth, and those who build institutions to hold it that I’m arguing against.

Look at it this way, it all boils down to differences between groups of people. – If you follow that train of thought all the way through, then mankind will never cease fighting, because no two of us are the same, and the last man on earth will tear himself apart, because his left side, disagrees with his right.

One path leads to endless war, suppression, and death, the other to creativity, progress, unity, and revolution. If we don't destroy the authority of truth claiming institutions now, then we will destroy ourselves. - Humanity needs to grow up and realise that no one out there has got the answers, it's all just creative thought and imagination in the void.

We can do this with a revolution of thought. If enough people get behind the idea, if the work is pure, mathematical, logically valid, - transparent from one end to the other, simple, direct, reasonable, and destroys the truth creating mechanisms of the past, then we can start a wave of thought, and change the world. Even if I don't get it right, but I create the structure, the idea, the content, lay out the blue print, then at least its out there, for someone else to come along, pick up, and perfect.
 
 
Dr Mindbender 82
04 July 2009 @ 04:28 am
I was having a conversation with one of my friends in America, and she’s trying to understand what the fuck’s going on in my thesis.


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- I’m not trying to disprove science, that’d be just wacky. I believe in science, but I also think it’s progress is made through creative and radical thinkers, - not because I’m a scientist, or have studied it in as much depth as say Carnap, Popper, or John Stuart Mills, but because I listen to what scientists say when they speak about their work. I take an interest in what the tradesman is doing down on the company floor, not what the theorists are putting in the text books, or what the supervisors are writing down on the company sheets. – Albert Einstein, Richard P. Feynman, George Boole, and Stephen Hawkings, and one of my closest friends, all talk about science with the kind of enthusiasm, and revellery you find amongst the greatest artists, and musicians, all of these men broke the rules and text books of their time, and all of them thought in new and radical ways that were totally outside of the mainstream, or what had come before them. They broke the mould of the sciences that made them, and sadly, for a lot of minds like that, it is not until generations after that we truly understand and appreciate the radical nature of their work, when it has become orthodox, and consigned to the text books. – Two of the greatest minds of the last generation, Einstein, and Feynman both specifically talk about creativity, and imagination, in radical and amazing ways.

One of the things I hate the most, and it happens in both science, and the arts, is the way that institutionalised minds come along, and steal the inventions of the greatest thinkers, and artists, and use them to further their own agendas, and build their own institutes, claiming absolute knowledge, and absolute truth.

The reality is, that these very institutes, whether they were orthodox scientific establishments, churches, institutes or art and culture, throughout history have suppressed the radical thought, and creativity that flows through the human race.

I want a world where there is no absolute truth which can give an institute, or a body corporate, the authority and power to suppress creative thought, and discovery. I want a world where people with degrees in puppetry don’t piggy back the arts faculty and institutes, and end up running our education departments, I want a world where Galileo, and Bruno didn’t have to go before a Religious authority, where Frege wasn’t rejected by the same institutes who would venerate him when he six feet down, where a radical man of Galilee wasn’t crucified for preaching his ideas, - where we don’t starve our greatest thinkers, and then lean on the authority of their ideas once they are dead, where Alan Turing, and Godel don’t live in the shadow of the state. I don’t want to destroy science, I want to unleash it, unleash all of the great minds, and thinkers, from poets, to philosophers, to physicists, to engineers. – The first step is abolishing all of the rules of what your not allowed to think, - breaking down the mind forged manacles, and destroying the very structure of the authority embodied in our social institutes, which create the very rules and prohibitions on thought which halt progress and creativity in its tracks.

I want an end to nepotism, cronyism, .orthodoxy, being told what you can and can’t think, the vestiges of authority like industry, government, and politics in our learning institutions, people who only know what they know from text books, and hold their 'authority' by what they’ve learned from others, not what they’ve thought for themselves.

I want a grand opening of the flood gates of merit, creativity, and imagination.

People always steal the fruits of our greatest minds, then use such to prop themselves up on pillars of truth, and claim the authority to know. The fact of the matter is, no body out there knows. The prophets, messiahs, and great minds who may have once known such truth are no longer with us, and our thoughts are not as great as theirs, they can’t be, unless someone amongst us is claiming to be their equal. If so, then that someone should prove it – give us the mathematical refutations, perform for us the miracles of the ages, write down your great philosophies, or admit you don’t know, you are not greater than those from whom you claim their authority, you are just a follower, you have no great truth, or authority to claim such, everything you know you learned from another, and all you have is belief,

All of the greatest minds to walk this earth, all of the greatest periods of progress, wrestled against the institutes of their own time, which in turn were wrested from earlier authorities which in turn were taken from even earlier authorities. Each new idea, each new period, is a struggle, a fight against the old school, halted, stifled, pushed back, and suppressed every step of the way, and not always does it succeed.

Imagine what would happen if that curtain was lifted. If there were no more struggles, no more suppression, if creativity, and progress were free to advance, and push us forward?

Thus let no authority prevent you from thinking your own thoughts, because the people from who’s name such authority is claimed, themselves, fought against the authority of their own times to realize their ideas, revelations, and discoveries, and so it goes, on and on, all the way back. –

That’s what my thesis is saying. It’s a call to arms for a revolution that will unleash the creativity of the human race. . . -

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Dr Mindbender 82
“For a long time there’s been a kind of truce in the English department. A kind of unspoken agreement that we can all just get along if we don’t blow each other’s cover. As long as everyone keeps a straight face, and no one bats an eye lid, at all the wacky stuff someone else is doing, we can bring in whatever tomfoolery we want. –

"Well I’m not playing silly buggers any more. This is bloody asinine. You people are mad! Somebody needs to say it. The lot of ya'. You've all gone batty from too many drugs in the sixties. The Lunatics haven't just taken over the asylum, they're writing the text books, and handing out perscriptions. (Shocked and utter silence. . . A pin drops somewhere in the back rows.) So listen up folks, this wonder bus just ain't going to fly anymore, baby. Jim Morison has left the building! -

"I mean for God's sakes people! Salvador Dali's Living Still Life made more sense than some of the proposals that have crossed my desk. We are teaching kids in high school how to read picture books. There’s an advanced KLA option for creative expression through papier-mâché dolls. I saw a grown man in a Leotard turn up to class and proceed to teach his pupils something that looked hideously like the Sugar Plum Fairy. And Lowly to Beholdy, there are now people with degrees in puppetry running the department*, and I'll tell you something, I won’t stand for it anymore, Good God Damned!

"The day has finally come for making an account of yourselves, and guess what ladies and gents, that day is today. For mark these words, the Discipline of English Grammar and Literature is the Performing and Visual Arts whipping boy, no longer! . . . "


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*Footnote

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Dr Mindbender 82
Using that rough method of semblance linkage I developed around the rules of poetry, to construct a poetic treatise, written in poetic form, which describes itself by a system of transformational rules, from metaphysical poetry to free verse, I’ve been fucking around with while high on Good ol’ Yankee sour mash, and prosodic revellery, I sat down in the library, and worked out a rough system to derive logic from language, starting with existence. Most of it’s in prose, and to translate it, I’ll have to learn the meta-logic languages, which allow you to create languages, to translate one set of functions into another, - in order to give it as a proof, but it’s a pretty fucking cool ontology.

- You can thank the Cabbalistic thinkers of the Jewish tradition, it was their idea. In fact, a lot of amazing stuff comes out of the Kabbalah. Wittgenstein, I suspect, derived his concept for the Tractatus from it, and Blake used it’s inner concepts of the body and soul to channel creativity. – People schooled in the disciplines of the Kabbalah are able to generate all the letters of the Hebrew alphabet from the three primordial letters God used to create the universe. By concentrating on one letter, and bringing themselves in line with it, through pure thought achieved in selfless meditation, they can meditate of the creation of the universe itself, and bring their minds into harmony with the most distant star, or the smallest pebble.

Oh yeah, I also derived the first pure mathematical proof for the existence of the imagination, formulated in the predicate calculus, from Blake’s works. It's what took up most of the day, after I dropped in, and had lunch with my mum.

Existence

(Leads to)

Being

(Which expresses different types of existence, which requires)

Adjectives
[To describe the different sorts of things (Birdness, blueness) and thus requires]

Verbs

(To describe what the beings are doing (running, falling, louding), which requires )

Nouns

(Which in turn develop )

Cases

(To signify who’s doing what, in which relation, which leads to)

Subject object, and intentionality

(To understand why, who’s doing what, from which you derive)

Personification

(Which are animal traits, animism, formulated to fables, which then become )

Gods

(Because they are everywhere which then gives you)

Myth

(To describe the relationships inherent in them, and thus )

Symbol

(To demarcate something, into meaning, from which )

Allegory

(Evolves, giving you )

Metaphor

(To give you the structures of the inherent parts, )

Logic

(Which is a purely structural form of representing different ‘things’ without their content, to derive the relations that structure our understanding of the world. )
 
 
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"Honours graduate and University Medal winner, Kay Yasugi won a Thomas T. Roberts fellowship to travel to the London School of Puppetry. Kay brings some unique skills and insight back to Australia to inform her passion for both puppetry and education, as well as receiving a Masters Level Diploma from the London School of Puppetry."

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There is only one sensible, honest, mature way to respond to something like this.

Ahem. . . You are fucking kidding me!

These are the people in charge of our education system?

Click here for more of this tomfoolery

Yes, well puppets are very big at the moment. . .I see. . . Fuck the puppets! Am I alone in this world? Have we all just gone crazy? They are putting someone in charge of the education department who . . . I’m not making this shit up. . . Who did her higher degree in puppetry. . .

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About ten thousand quips popped into my mind at once. I am litrally stunned by the sheer amount of things I could say. . . Help, I can’t move. . . Jesus! Good God! . . And I thought the girl doing her thesis on contemporary aboriginal film studies was bad. . . Help. I’m staggered, shocked, shaken. . .


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Maybe people just don’t care anymore.

But this. . . Come on, I’m not the only one who can see it. Tell me I’m not crazy here?

What happened to Western Civilisation? The renaissance? The Enlightenment?

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Hamlet:
What a piece of work is a man, how noble in reason, how
infinite in faculties, in form and moving how express and
admirable, in action how like an angel, in apprehension how like
a god! the beauty of the world, the paragon of animals—and yet,
to me, what is this quintessence of dust? Man delights not me—
nor woman neither, though by your smiling you seem to say so.

Minister for education
My lord, there was no such stuff in my thoughts. I was thinking puppets.

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You know what? I just don't care any more. I'm not going to even bother. When they put the girl doing her honours thesis on puppetry, in charge of the education system, and give her a medal, that's it. It's a sign that it's all over. - If people don't care enough about their children's education, let alone the civilisation we were once building, then bring out Nero's fiddle, and watch yon fucker burn.

I'm done.

We are all fucked. . .
 
 
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03 July 2009 @ 01:29 am
What do you mean there’s a paradox of knowledge?

Well, the premise that we can understand the universe, and thus obtain truth, is based on the 17th Century belief, that God gave us an intellect and faculties, capable of understanding the universe.

So you’re saying if I stop believing in God, my car won’t run?

What do you mean?

Well the knowledge that people used to make my car, if what you're saying is true, is knowledge based on the 17th century assumption we can understand the universe, which in turn is based on the assumption of a God, and creator who gave us those, faculties, yes?

Yes?

Well shouldn’t my car stop running if I stopped assuming God’s existence?

Not quite. Let me put it this way, and you’ll see how the paradox works, in relation to ultimate truth, and the use of what I guess you’d call, locally acquired knowledge. Would you say that a sparrow needs to know what’s actually going on it the universe, to build a nest?

No.

In the same way we build cars, that sparrow builds its nest. We’ve learnt to manipulate a small part of the puzzle, but that doesn’t mean we actually know what’s going on out there.
 
 
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03 July 2009 @ 12:38 am
You know what’s fucked up, right, I haven’t been able to get to sleep most nights because my mind is buzzing with thoughts, which means most days I’m waking up late, and not getting to the library in time to get solid work done on my thesis, before I have to head home, and get distracted by ninteenth century anarchists, or early Scottish theo-political epistemology, (s'what happens when you live in a library of rare books) - so I started taking roughly to the booze, a few shots of cheap Yankee Tennessee, and a sleazy Jacobean drama, something from the ol' Marlowe Webster crowd, to get me off to sleep, but the booze and dialogue tend to put me in a really odd prosodic mindset, and it is in this very mindset, that I’ve started writing a Poetical Treatise in short couplets, derived from mental precepts, which when linked together form quatrains of thought, mostly in iambic, a few in trochaic, which really began, in its own sort of spontaneous way.

The aim of course of each section is to derive the form of the pattern from the metaphysical rules of 16th, and 17th century poetry, so for example, the metaphor that begins the line, is transformed into the pentameter of the line, via the laws of similitude, which in turn has to derive the couplet, by an allegory, in this case two and seven need to be personified, which in turn will give you the length of the poem by simile. Thus you could construct a tractatus philosophicus poeticus, provided the precepts begin with a set of rules, and end in free verse.

But as the last few nights have worn on, the exercise has become so God-Damned f*cking fascinating, that I’ve started to get distracted from my thesis.

So tonight I'm quitting the booze.
 
 
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02 July 2009 @ 11:49 pm
Anarchy, in the revolutionist sense, I think is a brilliant idea, but not as a revolutionist ideology – more as an ideological stance towards thought, and thinking itself. – The only benefit I can see to an anarchist revolution, is that it avoids the kinds of evils that a post revolutionary dictatorship throw up. Revolution for this reason, the post-revolutionary dictator, is the last and worst possible recourse, because it’s always a gamble. Without the checks and balances of a constitutional society, the new dictator, offers the only possible way of putting society back together, and hence his power in restructuring society is unlimited. A general state of anarchy, is the only solution to such a dictator, and so the anarchist state must be preferential to the currant state, in order to justify revolution.

So in some extreme cases, such as holocaust, irredeemable class fractures, out-right totalitarian dictatorship, or a case where a Government possessed the ability to cause mass irrevocable harm, and intended to do so without recourse, or justification, (for example, the citizens of a Government armed with nuclear war heads, that was preparing to use them on masses of people, offensively, and without provocation, for example, would have a moral responsibility to rise up and prevent their Government from instigating such action), or in the extreme case of a transparent, visible, all controlling, and constitutional world wide government - I can see no reason to call upon an anarchist revolution. Only in cases where's there no possible hope of transforming society from the inside, would I endorse, or agree with, the idea of an open and unbridled form of class war.

The consequent of any anarchist ideals by revolution, would be the dissolution of central authority, the organizational structure of society, and thus bring with it, the choice between unbridled dictatorship, or starvation, petty war, and Hobbes' state of nature. Only in those severe cases where such a state is preferable to the currant form of Government, and only then, should one heed the call to anarchy!