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diff --git a/org/blog/articles/visual-components.xml b/org/blog/articles/visual-components.xml new file mode 100644 index 0000000..521880d --- /dev/null +++ b/org/blog/articles/visual-components.xml @@ -0,0 +1,128 @@ +<article> + <h2>Water melon</h2> + <p> + The idea came this blog post came to my mind while watching the movie + Poltergeist. The chemical electrical signals known as the hungrys reach my + brain leading me to cut up some water melon. I was thinking how to start + this blog post. Anyways still figuring that out. Anyfucks I cut the water + melon up into tringlish shapes. This water melon was a wumy morphed silly + roundeelyer shape and I choose to cut it into triangles. This mixed with my + thoughts about writing a blog about unorthodox shapes. Looking around I saw + how sharp, triangle like, square like, circle like... all the human made + objects were. This offsets the morphed and unevenness of objects in + nature. The human made objects can easily be mathematical modeled with + values like width and height while the natural objects can only be modeled + with deeply nested and recursive algorithms which when applied will only + evaluate to x accuracy. This is truly something I need to put into words. + </p> + + <h2>Conforming anti-irregularists</h2> + <p> + In school they preach these ideas of the basic shapes, the primary + colors... They are getting the fleshy brains of ye children and projecting + these restrictive constructs onto their view of reality. This creates the + next generation of conforming anti-irregularists. For the real shapes of + the world are irregular blobs of matter with often unclear edges, lack of + quick to point out centers, and unable to be broken up into more basic + uniform components like triangles. The conforming anti-irregularists demand + their ideology heavily roots itself into society and not only fears other + ways things can be but demands they keep a monopoly on what can be deemed + logical. Things like what atoms are made of remains outside their range of + thought due to the conforming constructs they rely on to understand the + world. Quantum mechanics confuse the masses. + </p> + + <h2>Ambiance</h2> + <p> + How long can you last in a dark quiet place alone with nothing but your + ambient thoughts? Let those thoughts consume you. The things you associate + yourself with no longer have their meaning. Outside you may be a man or + women but here you are none of those. Outside you may have a job + but here you dont. In this place you dont have a family, a partner, or + friends. The demands they have and the views they have of you have faded + away with them. Nothing you learned in school will have any use of you + here. Let the thoughts consume! Here the thoughts you have of your past + arent any different than another persons past you read in a book. Look and + listen to the ambiance around you. You only see and hear nothing because + the reality you know been taken out. Its nearly a trick of getting use to + the dark and quiet. Soon the ambient thoughts will take place. As you see + things that arent there and hear things that arent there simply let them + consume. They arent new they always been there but now that you dont scare + them away with conforming anti-irregularism they can now come out to + play. They are your friends. Are they a part of you? ynoes. The thing once + known as you only exists outside this place. These new friends are the real + you. They dont conform to any number of, shape, color, sound, smell... With + the legs of your geist they walk all over the associations society carved + into your mind. The constructed you is banging on the door to pull you back + to the place you once knew as home due to a alarm that set off in its + conforming anti-irregularism programming. Back to the conforming for + you. The words to describe this realization simply dont exist. Its only for + you to understand. + </p> + + <h2>The mundane</h2> + <p> + While walking the track set for you to follow you do bullshit at school, + work... This mundaneness is designed to program the mind but instead of + following it look around. In the room there is a light source sending + particles of energy through space. They bounce off the objects around you + and enter your eyes. Your brain decodes this electric chemical information + into the things you see. Not only do you see things but associate ideas + with the things you see. There are words for the things you see. They have + written and spoken forms. The frequencies of light in + the air indeed do exist but arent colors until given names. Imagine having + this realization sitting in a class room. The teacher is telling you what + you see and what the words for the things you see are. Years ago the + teacher had the same done to them. The room you sit in was constructed to + fit this ideal. The material indeed exists in its material form though + the conforming anti-irregularists felt the need to make the material fit + closer to the image they cast onto it. Looking at the news you see all + the pain and suffering in this world. There is always a war going on + somewhere. If this world is constructed to fit a projected ideal from a + constructed image than why is it built in a manner that induces suffering? + </p> + + <h2>Idea terrorism</h2> + <p> + Decompose enough conforming anti-irregularism programming the friends will + start to follow you everywhere. Walking among a world hell bent on chasing + away these thoughts is tiring. In the back of your mind shapes bend and + warp freely while microtonalal music plays its fast jazzy arpeggios. The + people of the world look at you like you are a terrorist. Because indeed + you are a terrorist, an idea terrorist. Throughout the mundane crawl of + societal life you day dream of destroying the conforming anti-irregularist + version of the twin towers. The friends dance to the bendy liquid blue + smelling music of realization. This creates a strong dialectic of + fundamental disagreeable between you and a constructed world. All you want + is to share this knowledge of unknown shapes, colors, and sounds but the + words to describe were left out and as you will soon figure out not by + mistake, not even close. It was all by design. + </p> + + <h2>The membrane</h2> + <p> + Bored you are. So much constructed busy work to do but so little will to do + it. Give space and time a poke. A poke was all it took to break the + membrane. The pressure difference sucks you in. Such radical bass + lines indeeeeed. Get consumed by a grandeural neon bisszodeneckist blob + confined to at least 10 killa meters diameter? Thats just life. Get a + reverse bioliquidifeazion and you will be back to eating a diet of jello by + next muresday. For one zinquad lord dufflois ruled the underside lands of + the timeless. On day zi shall be brought into perspective to bring back + universal diobugalology. With this difficulty brings onto a will. For you + may not know who are you and where you are but the will interests you in a + funny looking coin. For this coin is a symbol of your confusing existence. + Remembering the stuppaness of symbolism you do which brings about a + understanding what you need is not yet another coin but a understanding of + what the coin stands for. For this image of a better world should be what + you stand for. In a way you feel you dont. You only stand for the coin. The + revolution must start with understanding the mind and geist before it + leaves the nest to clean the world of the viral concept of conforming + anti-irregularism. Such radical bass lines indeeeeed. A teacher pokes you + and says "get back to work" where you write a paper on a socially + constructed topic. You forgor about lord dufflios for a while but zi shall + return. + </p> + + <b>I wrote this completely clean and sober</b> +</article> |