Clinamenic

The Wild Drunkard
For me perhaps the central tension here is between restful equanimity and restless bricolage of all sorts of mental materials.
 

Clinamenic

The Wild Drunkard
Science is just a preferred language. In non-scientific terms, I think we are stuck in an indifferent world far, far crazier than even our most apocalyptic heralds can imagine, where our thoughts and values and reality are epiphenomenal. But the cynicism yields to the recognition that we can bootstrap our own meaning - that all meaning is indeed bootstrapped.
 

Clinamenic

The Wild Drunkard
My swerve toward convention here is an attempt at harmonizing with the world around me, speaking it’s various native tongues.
 

Clinamenic

The Wild Drunkard
I think you want to make peace with the world and not force it to change that's my impression
Right now that is where my head is at, but the pretext to this phase was that the two sides can be reconciled somehow, and I am still working on that front.
 
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