Take the fucking thing, warts and all.

As I was going to the blogger site to do this post, I was thinking:

'Rishi, why are posting at all? You have nothing to say!'
'I'll do it anyway!'

Started watching Bonus stage...It's random. Like a gamers/referencey/guyish early girly random. Neat. I like it.

And remember, your mythos wants you! (to continue supporting its own cultural structure)

Also remember, in the war of logos and mythos, it's up to you to do the right thing.

'How do you survive in this wackaday world?'
'Wackaday? That's stupid. I profit off the stupidity of others.'
*shocked* 'How do you live at night?'
'Quite easily. Opportunism fits in with both sustainable ecology and sociobiological precepts. The hyenas do it well.'
'Yeah, but they laugh retarded. You wanna do that too?'
'If it's profitable yeah.' *laughs retardly*

I gave up on that non-reading thing I was doing this year...but I'm only pursuing loose ends, and those are fanstasmic. Decided this, on the stupidity of others. Not really stupidity, just uncaring...That's worse really.

Though that's probably laying it on a little too thickly, and a little too mean. Just something about not reading Zen again, when I started reading it again, less than 3 days after finishing it...I've nearly finished again too.

I have to watch Barb. Invasions.I miss that movie.

I've become such a...cultural deconstructer-type person. Like one of them mechano cranes, but with culture crap. Especially media. Reading about Chomsky (You've made it when you get an Introducing book on you) also sorta did this I guess, though really the book was more on linguistic theory than his politico crap. Linguistics is odd, and challenging. Again with the metastuff.

The one thing I wish not to be is uncaring. If that happens...It WILL be the end of the world.