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I ran into this and was reminded of the mysterious Toynbee tiles. What the hell are they? Will we ever know the truth?

http://www.damninteresting.com/the-mysterious-toynbee-tiles/

from the porch on the farm

I write poetry

The poetry of silence

Conscious of my breath

you know how there's that theory that the 11th dimension is the multiverse and there's infinity universes that kind of all overlap on each other
∞—´˜"’( ( @–(._.) L@ ) ) <--πsych@ says:
from nietzsche i only now the antichrist
Pammy: says:
so what if all religions are manifestations of reflections of actual happenings in other universes
∞—´˜"’( ( @–(._.) L@ ) ) <--πsych@ says:
what's the infinity without the infinity overlaping the infinity?
infinity plus infinity equals infinity
hahahah
Pammy: says:
equals nothing would say the tao
infinity and nothing are the same thing
∞—´˜"’( ( @–(._.) L@ ) ) <--πsych@ says:
what is the infinity without nothing
it would be incomplete
Pammy: says:
we can't consieve of either of them
∞—´˜"’( ( @–(._.) L@ ) ) <--πsych@ says:
so not infinity
Pammy: says:
so what if all religions are true? maybe they're all based on real happenings in other universes that are reflectign some part of that multiversal truth into our universe
and really all religions are legitimate and somewhat truthful because of that
i think a blood vessel just exploded in my head dude
lol
∞—´˜"’( ( @–(._.) L@ ) ) <--πsych@ says:
that is too part of infinity...what would infinity be without all religions are legitimate and somewhat truthful because of that
hhahaha
i love infinity
it blows my mind
Pammy: says:
to meditate on infinity is CRAZZZZY
sometimes it's too much
the existential angst and dread creep up and you get the fear and don't leave the house for 3 days
∞—´˜"’( ( @–(._.) L@ ) ) <--πsych@ says:
when i focus on that thought of infinity what happens to me is that i feel adjectives are stupid
hahahaha

what if all the different religions exist because god actually exists in myriad forms on different levels of the multiverse so all the religions are actually correct in what they preach.

Nihilism on the Information SUperhighway

see, this is what they mean when they talk about the internet being a levelling factor in humanity
m.a.r.c.o. says:
that wasn't sometihng i learned on the internet
Pammy: says:
people get a little bit of information and because there's no risk involved in forming an opinion on it because of the anonymity the internet provides,
everyone feels they have to form an opinion on things. SO carbon dioxide is deemed bad
because people are in general, morons, and the internet is contributing to the er dumbing down of society on a massive scale
m.a.r.c.o. says:
i just watched discovery channel
Pammy: says:
same difference dude. Cable television, the internet, the popular press.
THE PRESS as kierkegaard called them
m.a.r.c.o. says:
i also learned how acordians are made, how pineapples get to the store, how artificial joints are made, how they use concrete slabs to control the water flow of the mississippi and how paper is made...

Pammy: says:
so you got a little bit of information about a lot of things and made no decisions and didn't do anything
m.a.r.c.o. says:
what decisions had to be made?
Pammy: says:
well that's the point. we put ourselves in a postion where we don't have to make decisions
but the decisions we make are what create our Self
so when we choose not to make important decisions and engage in life, we choose to be non existent human beings
we choose to be walking sticks
m.a.r.c.o. says:
ok you're taking way too much philosophy

Dude picked me up in a monster truck the other night. Seriously. Went to his apartment to watch Long Way Round with Ewan McGregor. Where him and his buddy ride around the globe on motorcycles. I noticed the landscapes and the sunsets and the wildlife. He noticed the bikes and the trucks. He gunned it up Bay street when he drove me home.

For Matt Rader

You said that you could let me in
on the lives of North American trees.
Rustling leaves,
we page through forests together
silently.
You read aloud to me and your voice
echoes
through the Big Leaf Maples and
Red Alders and
Arbutus.
I dream of structure.
Your strength
lumbering
into me,
impregnating me
with its stiffness.
My stomach grows big with
words;
my breasts pendulous with milky
prose.