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Who are you calling bitch?

I believe he was referring to aeon there, madam Lysvatsky.

Zoot Allures wrote:

Well, sir, I wasn't going to tell you but my plan backfired, so I went with it and pretended like I was trying to unnerve you on purpose.

Can't unnerve the nervous, nervending.

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All better now?

Not yet, Mother: you'd have to kiss the ochie. The prescribed therapeutic which works ineffably everytime.

Roberto was projecting, he has no clue about the history of forum dwellers around here. New names need to be tested and thrust through the fire. They need their petulant, child minds tested. If they begin to crack under such small, slight pressure, then what hope can they have when the real (mental) challenges begin? With the advent of globalization, and a global civilization, stresses of any kind are becoming rarer everyday. So instead stresses become artificial, like weightlifting, or modern sports to mimic warfare and military rituals.

Philosophy is an exercise of the mind, an artificial stress.

If there were still wild environments, or world warfare, then minds would be put to the test against nature or an opposing army.


Roberto, and For Tuna, probably wouldn't pass the test....

Arditezza wrote:

There are female philosophers, they just communicate in a different way than you do.

Think of a female and how she has to act in this life, and follow my thought process here.  She must hide her intellect because displaying it openly and challenging the male rules will mark her as an abomination to the men who call themselves philosophers.  It's not that she cannot live and function in their world, it's that she cannot be heard.  If exposed as a woman, she is already considered to be a master manipulator and playing at something instead of attempting to work through thoughts and theories on her own.

She does what she has to do to work it out, and then tests it on the masses.  She writes books, works of fiction, works that allow people to walk with her instead of fighting their instinct to ignore her.  She takes them on a journey to explore within themselves, and then watches the aftermath.  This is the only way she can put her theories into practice. She doesn't start a conversation with the people, she watches them make the journey on their own.

If there were open female philosophers (and there have been) they were all ostracized.  They learned to write veiled theories instead, to varying degrees of success and failure. Some of those philosophers are the most read books in our history and have changed the world, good and bad. I am not saying I agree with them, but take a look at Ayn Rand, Margaret Atwood, Iris Murdoch, Ursula Le Guin, and others.

Pay particular attention to Iris Murdoch, she tried both ways and even wrote a whole book on how works of literature have moved philosophy forward more than any other media source at least up until the advent of TV.
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It becomes redundant and predictable hearing the same arguments for the 10th time, from the 10th different stranger.

Here's some parts of my definition of philosophy: Exploration of Existence. Females, for whatever reason, value security & safety, confined within society and civilization, instead of living in the wild, where there is true risk, threat, death, suffering, and pain. Females instinctively create shield upon shield, to guard yourselves from "the wild". As such, it is the female's instinct to build civilization and society automatically. Thus her genes compel her not to expose herself, needlessly, nor to survive new averse conditions through the compulsion of exploration alone.

Thus the rule of Existence Explorer falls upon men and males.


What you already admitted to is the "exploration of self", which may or may not be important. It certainly is in a globalized, socialized context. But that is politics, not philosophy.,,,

You would not survive a day in any conflict outside your sheltered autistic bubble.

OhFortunae wrote:

You would not survive a day in any conflict outside your sheltered autistic bubble.

You are projecting

I'd say as a rule of thumb people who didn't actively engage in combat as children, brutal stuff just for fun, do not have it in them.

I think so. Every boy should at some point between the ages of nine and twelve win and lose at least one fight. The former gives him a taste of the feeling of victory and the latter, a taste of humility. Out of this comes a realistic balance of expectations for oneself as the boy matures. He grows up as a confident person who also knows he isn't indestructible.

Warfare is relegated, controlled, and suppressed today. There is no all-out warfare just as all-out hand-to-hand fighting is suppressed. Even in MMA fighting, there are referees and rules. Humanity has self-preservation instincts, and on a social level as well. The "rules and laws" prevent people from dying who normally would "in the wild" and without laws.

Simply put, there is very little need for people to die, despite this forum's stance on eugenics and culling the herd. There are already natural compulsions in place for human culling. As human populations continue to expand, eventually breaking points will be met.

Despite the fact of male expendability, doesn't mean males are sacrificed willy nilly and without warrant.

Angry little autist, you cannot hide it, your bubble gives the smell of rot.

OhFortunae wrote:

Angry little autist, you cannot hide it, your bubble gives the smell of rot.

Any other childish taunts?

Work on your philosophy instead of wasting both our time, boy.

Take the boy out of Judea but have you taken Judea out of the boy?
Meme to gene...the body craves and dictates to the brain its taste.
Failing to find what it craves, what it covets, to become strong, and to compensate, it commands the mind to fabricate what can heal what ails it, and the mind obeys, for it is its duty to do no less.

From across the lands they gather.
The sickly, the cowardly, the weak and stunted - heading to the call within them, given a place and a time.
With nothing else in common but this dis-ease, they find in each other a community of need, and begin the long journey towards their common destiny.

The oldest story in the book.
Baptismal rites, to reinvent the old as new.
A word is given to the one ceremonially drowned to represent his "new" self.
The pagans, the lovers of life and its cruelty, are recruited to lend credence to an ancient dis-ease, to give it the validation of blood, spanning times and places, and sickly priest wears the warrior's helm and chants to impress when underneath he's lost part of his penis.

Valuing one's self, loving one's self.....God as Value or Love, or some other word that strums the heartstrings and gathers the lepers and the lost.  
Jesus another prophet for the God present and never dead, never lost.
Rocks, waves, clouds, rejoice, with the new sermon.
In all is love and value, and mind.

Take the boy out of Judea and Judea remains as meme, in his gene - diluted, denied, forgotten, it overflows when it is well-fed and it has grown vain and arrogant after years of rights.
Has there not been sickness in all tribes?
Success breeds illness - mutation compounding upon mutation.
Democracy invented to cope with the influx of what is now essential to the health of the polis.
But one has made this sickness a source of pride, and then resisted its universal message of eternal health.
But how could such a hopeful message be denied to the world's ill.
Desperation bridges cultural walls and breaks down blood ties.

The workers of the world united, just as the world's dis-eased once did.
Who is next?
The sex-less, the gender-less, the mind-less.
New banners, new names, new prophets, new messiahs, new marketing schemes, to spread the same unifying, all inclusive therapy.

Value valuing, love loving, pleasure in being pleased, existence existing.
Self-referential words abound.

Call it all good, or God, and then pretend you've overcome and have gone beyond.
Pantheism reinvented by another degenerate, desperate to be seen, to stand out, to be recognized and admired.
All is god...all is conscious, coming out of the mouths of effete, morons, who have spent decades licking the anus of a dead man they still do not understand.
God dead?
No...he lives, for them.
This time he has been reborn using another name.
A new symbol for the New Age.
New marketing, for the usurers who want to sell, and sell and sell...in the end selling themselves to gain what they cannot find in themselves, looking for what is missing, outside.

The magic word draws them in.
It helps them congregate and commune, finding in the word a proxy-tune to find in others melodies they cannot find in self - word externalized, universalized, turned into a symbol like the cross, like love, like victimhood, to unite the ill, the desperate, the cowardly.

A salesman, having learned the tricks of his trade, and having tasted the pleasures of popularity, will measure himself with it from then on, only wanting to find ways to market himself in a way to make himself valuable, useful, in the judgment of others, because he only sees himself reflected in the eyes of others.
Trying to find the least-common-denominator to exploit he will inevitably trace it back to something already discovered and used.
Then, it becomes a matter of ingenuity of the basest kind.
To replace words with new words, repackage the old as new, and then find a "sexy" spokesperson to promote it.
But Semites will be Semites, and they have no shame when ti comes to the goy.
One of them abstracted the cigarette into a penis symbol and sold it to the "feminists" of his time.
Little cancer sticks to be sucked on, instead of an erection.

It comes out, in time.
The motive, the underlying need, the accumulated excess wanting to vent.
In a moment of lost self-control, a passionate outburst, fuelled by ego and vanity, the petty miser beneath the generous humanitarian is exposed.

The Modern stereotype of the spinster releasing her frustrated motherly instincts upon cats, and stray dogs, and of the childless, wifeless, male who wants to convert the world's children to his own brood, finds its truth in our everyday world, and in those tales of priests seeding minds instead of wombs with their inadequate semen, and of angry old hags spreading wide their hearts to nurture animals as if they were humans not given a chance to become fully human.

On the point/moment, in space/time, of one pattern (inter)acting with another, we encounter an exchange we may call a dialogue.
The exchange is produced by friction, when one pattern's rate of flow is different than that of the other.
Both patterns tend towards a median rate, the faster slowed and the slower accelerated.
Depending no the aggregate energies involved in each particular pattern, a loss of energy occurs.
A loss where energies, or part of the pattern's aggregate flow, is detached (slowed or accelerated) from the aggregate, some of it assimilated into the pattern of the other, some settling to a median rate separate from the two (inter)acting patterns, and some losing all consistency, becoming random in its flow.
The last is what is responsible for increasing entropy, and what precedes it is what contributes to the slow decline towards uniformity.

An open-system is but the (re)cognition of a boundless cosmos, expanding in possibilities, one or more of which is the start of a new near-absolute state, and as possibilities expand probabilities (order) decreases, resulting in increasing uniformity of possibility or chaos: where all is equally possible and impossible.
A closed-system is the necessary condition for a mind to order data, and to formulate probabilities expressed as laws, principles, values in relation to objectives, truths...

Counter-Intuitive mystifying intuition - chaos contradicted by ordering - the real meeting the idea(l).

An organism is a system closing itself off from the openness of cosmos, wanting to become a cosmos in and of itself.

a new near-absolute state is near-absolute relative to the openness of the open system? Where the closed system is never really closed? Where a condition implies manipulation, in possibility, relative to the nature of the condition, relative to restrictions? where the restrictions can create a certain level closing where upon itself becomes destructive, subsequently leading to openness after it or around it?

Absolute is a reference to a human fabrication, and so it uses a human construct to express its absence, when a mind needs abstractions of completeness to formulate ideas.
The system is closed, in the same way the organism has constructed a perfect barrier between itself and the world.
Ordering occurs in (re)action and in reference to increasing chaos.
To become a singularity, encompassing absolute space/time is an end.

In times of spiritual depravity, when the old tales that kept the masses complacent no longer work, like a drug no longer offers the high it once did to the junky, new chemical combinations must be invented; new designer drugs to experience chemical ecstasy.
Not reinventing the wheel, but making it appear like you are, by amping-up the dosage and re-configuring the chemistry to stimulate the nervous system.
The loss of "God" could not be endured for long by those who most need this mental pacifier.
His death was prematurely announced, and it only served to begin the process of reinventing the concept in a new, exciting, more seductive form.
The idea of will to power implies an absence being willed.....it implies a struggle, movement towards.
The alchemy of value valuing, simply internalizes the process into a stillness.
One can now value valuing, or replace power with value, and no longer will it, as an objective, but appreciate it as a given, as present, as an all-encompassing energy, Divine spirit, encompassing all.

I do not know if this new Messiah, Jacob of Amsterdam, with the genetics of a Jesus of Nazareth, will succeed in turning his cult into a religion, but I do know that it has been tried and done before.
The past is a good indicator of future possibilities, and so I can predict the most probable outcomes without being certain of any of them.
For me the value valuing, and love loving, and be becoming, and making pleasure the end and not the means, is part of the ancient human disposition of inversion.

If I find any interest in the same process that made Marx famous, with his conversion of blood to class (gene to a meme), it is as a social experiment.
The ones attracted to a sermon on the mount identify themselves as the ones most in need of that particular message: its ease, its all-inclusive openness, its subjective angle, its verbal nullification of a threatening (inter)activity, its redefinition of the one and of its divine power, its presence everywhere and in everything...its narcosis.
The medium IS the message.  
Not only the psychology, the psyche of the prophet is on display in vain declarations of personal ambition - how his name will echo through the ages, how popular and internationally successful he hypothetically is, was, will be - we've heard this same desire from other, less sophisticated minds - exposing an repressed un-gratified, eroticism, wanting to expunge itself rationally - another alchemist conversion where sexuality is transformed to piety, or genetic fertilization becomes memetic - but also, more importantly, the psychology of those attracted by such a blatant exploitation of human frailty; their movement towards the "gravitational" mass of the forming singularity.
The motives exposing their essence, as all (inter)activity exposes the participating patterns.
Leader seducing the ones only he can lead - they becoming expressions of his own personae.
This is where genes converge by internal pressures towards the same memes, the same idea(l)s.

A cult-like repetition of the common theme is already present, as I'm sure in the times of Jesus when the word attracting was "love".  
The path must be internalized....so where Will to Power places self as yet to be, with this message, similar to the older one, the power is already present, and must be tapped by first appreciating it in self and in everything. The spirit of the divine present in all things - omnipresent.
To love God's love for you, is to love loving, and your neighbor, for he is part of the same divine spirit.
Suffering is when you deny this value in you, or when you compete over the Divine's increasing presence in you.
Natural selection converted into a struggle over the sacred.  
Even Marxism had an element of market values in its production standards - the workers, now united as one, competed over who would produce the most, the farmer competed over who would cultivate the earth bringing forth the value already present in it.
Priests were converted to party leaders - scripture to the red book, and the prophets inspiring new highs of productivity the infamous leaders of yore,
Conflict with the official Christian dogma was inevitable - just as the cold War was a fight over the spoils, after the "menace", the devil incarnate had been pushed back down to hell, from whence it came from.
With no Satan new ones had to be discovered - the old converted with alchemy, to fill in the absence.

Absolution means 100%, complete objectivity.

It is the perspective of "Thing-ness" and Predetermination. People are not subjects, but objects, with a Destiny or Fate that they cannot deny or deviate. Everybody has an expected course of action (path-of-least-resistance). Choice is an illusion. Ego is also an illusion. Ideals are illusions. The only function consciousness serves to a complete object is discovery of this Pre Destination.

Judæo-Christians tend to associate godliness with complete Objectivity, in the sense that all time can be seen "objectively" and known. Therefore, a god knows the fate and destiny of all people, as objects.

Absolution is complete rationality without corruption, pure logic, pure reason. Knowing the past, present, and future, therefore Omniscience.


(However this obviously is impossible from the perspective of a Subject that implies a certain % of subjectivity of a life form. For example a human maybe 77% objective and 23% subjective, or 50-50, or 10% objective and 90% subjective, thus resulting in different opinions and interpretations of existence. For example, females are perceived as "more subjective" than males, etc.)

I wonder if the retard [You must be registered and logged in to see this link.] would exhibit such ta booooooo knee-jerk reactions if someone spoke of the Jewish genius?

To N., the jewish trickery - which was their aptitude for Logic - was the jewish genius.

Would that retard now throw the baby with the bathwater, or instead of Policing minds to close themselves against the very mention of certain words, she would rather be more affirmative of judice as well as pre-judice, of candour And critique?!

Maybe even "Human" is too taboo a word, too stereotyped.

Lets save it.

Lets speak of organisms that eat, f--- and defecate and etc.

Multiplicity of Nihilism provided by the noetic being disconnected from the phenomenal, the world, casts each subjective mind adrift: each mind living in its won world.
They have their shared fears, and desire to maintain their personal subjective world intact, immune to any world outside their mind's creativity, and they have their codependency forcing them to shared concessions, such as Democracy and morality, to distribute their responsibilities and loyalties in maintaining their inter-subjective unity, but they lack any cohesion, each being an island, an individual, free and useless without other.
with no external standard to unite them, no world to measure their theories upon, they fall prey to charlatans using word-games to convert, words referring to world, into ontological mystifying forces, connecting all with the holy spirit of their Lord, who is not dead....not for them.
The connecting binding order, the number one, the feeling of love, the sensation of pleasure, the value of value, it could be any "positive" word; any word triggering in them positive reactions; any word offering hope, salvation, a replacement destiny for the one lost when God was declared dead and they had no reply to offer.
What was lost was that Divine spirit in all things, living and non-living.
They called it love....a particle loving itSELF, a stone loving itSELF...they too retained the sense of agon, of struggle with their battle against disbelief, against sin, against Satan.
It was not easy, for them. Faith was hard in the face of so much world before them...to keep faith in the nonsensical, took effort - it was a struggle.
Their love of a loving God required will.
With his death where would this will focus the mind upon?

A new Messiah comes to stand upon the hill.
The same types converge upon the hill and call it church.
A messiah need apostles to spread his 'glad tidings' across the earth.
He must take them away form family, to the desert, to some secluded place where his teaching can be reinforced with a face-to-face, minus distractions communion.
A few worthy ones will be found to make up the core, the first high priests.

Faith in god's loving essence offered grace to the myriads of lost and tired - the sick and the coward.
They could rejoice in the thought that every rock, every cloud, every particle was god's love expressing itself in death and injustice, just as it did in compassion and community.
The one universe embracing itself in tender loving, and vicious care.
Love can be cruel, and destructive.
A world as narcissist consciousness, attracting the narcissists in itself to her loving/hating bosom.

God's spirit was everywhere and nowhere.
Spirit not having to be defined, but allowed to remain ambiguous, easy to be defined in whatever way the believer needed to satisfy his inner craving.
To have attempted to define the word "spirit", by connecting its symbolism and the abstraction it referred to, to something phenomenal, would have destroyed its magic.
It would have excluded many.

In a leper's commune defining the word "beauty" and "health" could remind the members that they are not up to the standards nature defines as beauty: symmetry (proportionality indicating past, genetic, health) and fitness (indicating reproductive health)...and defining health as vigour, reproductive fitness, self-sufficiency, order, would shatter their brittle decaying spirits.
Detaching the words from their natural references would make them tools for masturbation and self-flattery.  
Lepers would find a new definition for beauty, as they would for health.
Would the world care?

According to the Judeo-Christian/Muslims, it would.
All is conscious - god's eyes see all.
Only redemption left to the lepers is to seek god's approval, by cultivating their inner beauty and health: their piety and loyalty to him.
They would value themselves, as they are, and God would love them for it, if by valuing/loving themselves they valued/loved Him in themselves.

A messiah is always ambitious.
He is not satisfied with saving himself, or the few.
World domination, is his goal and he loves/values himself enough to think he is capable and worth it - he deserves it.
What arrogance the "humble" one from Nazareth must have had to raise his voice in a crowd and speak his "truth".
Madness is, often, mistaken for confidence, as is ignorance.
his madness has inspired many since, and will continue to do so....each hoping a church will be built in their name if they are mad enough to gather the crazies from far and wide.

Was Jesus mad, ignorant, or clever, possessing the motives of a rebel wanting to destroy one cult and replace it with another?
Perhaps, as many suspect, he was a naive, child-like spirit, an idiot.
Saul would prove the last possibility to be the most probable.
The bringer of truth and salvation, and love, would become the name of one of the most vile, sickly, hateful, nature hating religions to have ever come into this world.
Unmatched by her brutal, vulgar, simpleton brother Islam, nor by her reclusive, sexually dysfunctional, lying, pretentious, overcompensating mother Judea.
Christianity would be a whore, dreaming of fucking the entire world and everything in it.

All it takes to make flies come together is to kill an animal, and leave it exposed to the elements.
Every fly from miles around, will smell the rot and come flying.
Eggs will quickly be laid, when bountiful food creates excess, and an orgy of hedonistic consuming, fornicating, upon the corpse.
In the moment in space/time the fly's tiny brain will believe it is in heaven. An eternal utopia where food never ends, and fucking never stops.
Then the first batch of maggots will come, and will grow, upon the bounty.
Then more, and more, the cadaver slowly rotting, and being consumed by tiny little flies and maggots.

Then....no more.
The great austerity begins, and all those millions, by now, flies and maggots will fall prey to other predators or to the lack of nourishment.

Such is the faith of a dogma promising plenty, and delivering it in the short-term.
When the body is eaten away, the maggots begin feeding on each other.

Every so often a dinner bell is rung....from far off.
Hunger turns you towards is symbolic ring, the mind imagining plats of food piled up in whatever manner and combination the mind's tastes desires.
Closer and closer you come, the sound getting louder and louder, until it is hurting your ears, but you cannot stop when you've committed yourself, and your hunger has grown in the meantime.
and then, there it is....a table set for a king, and others have arrived before you, so you rush forth wanting to take your share...and you eat, and eat, and eat, until you are full but you eat some more, because you think the food will finish and you will get hungry again.
More and more hungry, desperate souls arrive, each with an emptiness to fill.
The size of the table, and the mount of food on it makes it seem as if the food is endless, that it is magically emerging out of the table, so you stop eating, wanting to play, full of energy, now that you've had your fill. Play and make love, why not, then eat again, after a good bowl movement, and some sleep.
Ah, but life is wonderful, for a while.
You love everyone, you want to share everything...your food, your thoughts, your cock, your arse, you need to invent new ways of sharing your overflowing bountifulness with others....you become generous, to the point where you are now competing over who is the most generous.

But what if, at that moment, all the food is gone?

How long before the same people begin devouring one another?
How long before someone realizes that this was all a plot, a ploy, a trap?

So amazing when language provides an end to the infinite regress - itself a product of trying to represent, using static symbols, the fluctuating world around us.

So amazing when love-loving-love, and value-valuing-value, and self-selfing-self, and consciousness-consciously-consciousing (why not?) loops words in an endless Gordian knot only Alexander with his blade would dare sever.
So amazing when hypothetical grown men, convulsing with need to be remembered, when they cannot offer anything else to recall them in the minds of others, but regurgitated words changed a bit to make it look fresh and new - desperate and infantile, they fall prey to their own mesmerizing, hypnotic spells, and think the world is with them.
Then, the even more amazing happens, and the spell caster, taken over by his own hypnosis, realizes that someone standing on the side, a bystander, also fell victim to the power of the spell.
Then someone else...and one more...and with each new convert the spell-caster is convinced that his magic is potent and his knots woven so tight nobody can unravel them.
That's when he becomes ambitious.


Eroticism can find an outlet in abstraction, and call it reasoning.
One can fornicate with one's self, suing tongue and lips, and the vibrations the vocal cords make.
To give yourself a blowjob, I've heard, you must be gifted, first of all, limber, and definitely able to tie yourself into a knot.
With your own cock in your mouth, a bystander mesmerized by the effect, may try to insert himself into the entire mess, by inserting his penis in your rectum...and then the yarn is doubled...and tripled, ....an orgy in a ball, or having a ball with an orgy.
Body parts tied in a confusion, as if all was part of one organism...when all it is is some moron fucking himself, inspiring others to have a go at him.

There will always be cowards born into this world.
Cowards, weaklings, morons, idiots, imbeciles, schizophrenics, faggots, or any kind of mentally diseased mutations.
In the past they were exploited, or culled, if we go further back....and they were most certainly excluded.
But not today.
Today they reproduce...like rabbits, and under the benevolent protection of a loving other, they grow bold and loud.
Now they drown out all dialogue with their delusional chanting, and prophetic speeches.
One must scream louder then them to be heard....in other words one must become like them to hope to escape their chatter.

When so much is left to chance, you might get some brilliance once in a while, but what you most certainly will get is a whole lot of garbage...and with no mind, no judgment left to discern what is what, you can only sit back and watch.