Welcome to the Daily Eris (which autocorrect had switched to Eros; autocorrect then switching Eros to “zeroes,” then finally switching Eros back to Eris…I am so confused).
“You cannot use butterfly language to communicate with caterpillars.”
Psychologist and author Timothy Leary was born on this day in 1920. Popularly, he’s known as the guy who promoted LSD use in the 1960s (“Turn on, tune in, drop out”)—but he was far more than that. He was a futurist, an esotericist, a humorist.
This is a rather impromptu edition of The (Semi-)Daily Eris, composed on my phone in the comfort of my own bed after eating breakfast waffles. I’m on a bit of a tear.
“Before I was a Discordian, I took life much too seriously. When you take life too seriously you start to wonder what the point of it all is. When you wonder what the point is in life, you fall into a trap of thinking there is one. When you think there is a point, you finally realize there is no point. And what point is there in living like that? Nowadays I skip the search for a point and find, instead, the punch lines.”
I believe because it is absurd.Tertullian
I am presently typing this from my new laptop, the first PC I’ve purchased for personal use in almost 20 years. This has of course required some getting used to on my part, in terms of navigation and physics and stuff.
Welcome back to Messenger Shiva, a multi-part blog series tracing the roots of today’s conspiracy theorist beliefs to the aftermath of 9/11. The bookend to it all is my own life during the early-to-mid 2000’s, and how I observed it all go down on teh internets. (Please note: this post is not an endorsement of said conspiracy theories.)
For about 5-10 years, I was largely known for getting massively publicly (and privately) harassed on the Internet. It was constant; and I was getting literally famous for that shit! Trolling on my blog, threats of violence & death…all types of nasty anonymous emails, Twitter DMs, Facebook messages, etc. The best was when one blogger or another would just focus on me exclusively, directing massive torrents of hate my way; that was awesome.
Last night I dreamt about Quantum Leap, a TV series I have barely thought about in well over […]
I keep waiting to write when I really have a “handle” on what I want to express, with all my notes & quotes at the ready. This is just not seeming to happen, so I suppose it is either this or nothing.