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=== 2025-07-03 05:25:22 Thursday

It can seem as though taking a while getting used to it, but everything that seems to be happening to a proxy that calls itself "I" is mind, aka re-presentation/re-flection of <ineffable>.

And since the writing and reading of this is obviously happening in mind, and we know that words create the seeming world in mind ("In the beginning was the Word"), even the proxy can know that the "real action" precedes/subsists "outside" or "beneath" or "within" that world - that simulation, if you will.

So (to use the modern vernacular... "just fucking chill", aka abide in the raw substrate, i.e. Awareness - considering this show on the screen of the re-flection thereof nothing more than, well, re-flection... re-present-ation.

Don't overthink it. Don't think it at all! Stop abiding in thought(s)/mind, for fuckssakes! Abide where This truly be!

=== 2025-07-03 05:41:34 Thursday

A sort of panic can seemingly set in, something along the lines of "Oh know! I forgot how it works! I've lost the magical thoughts that kept me there!" (where "there" might be "centered", "aware", "present", whatever).

No no no!

That panic is the proxy "I" imagining it had been "enlightened", or nearly enlightened.. and somehow "lost it", and so it's just a matter of thinking the right thoughts, of doing the right "spiritual practices", etc. and it'll be right back in the enlightenment saddle again.

No no no!

The panic is the state of i-dentification with the proxy, which in fact has no power at all, no legitimate existence in any sense other than a purely conceptual existence, which is ex-istence, which is the positing of a conceptual/re-presentational/re-flected being into - yet perpetually separate from - a time-y space usually called "the world".

"Real reality" seemingly i-dentified with said proxy/character seeming makes it real.

But it's no more real than the moon in a puddle.

=== 2025-07-03 06:43:34 Thursday

Comedy is potshots at ego.

Pulling for the character called "I" is no different than pulling for a character on a screen. In each case, the character is bound to how it's been written, aka conceived. It can't step off/out the confines of the conceptual screen in which it seemingly lives and breathes and has its existence.

Don't forget: "you" were *conceived*.

Duh!

Then note from whence the viewing seems to be taking place.

Which viewing just to happens to also be projector/projection.

THE END

=== 2025-07-03 07:10:05 Thursday

Buddhist (Or is it Hindu? How could it possibly matter?) "discrimination" is a "divide and conquer".

Divide and conquer *what*?

Whatever was most recently posited.

Mind is a desperate nested divide and conquer of nested divide and conquer.

Investigate the original divide, i.e. seeming inception of mind.

=== 2025-07-03 09:08:21 Thursday

Isn't it amazing how long the human species pretended there was something inherently better, more noble, more trustworthy, etc. about communication called "the news" just because everyone called it "the news"?

It's just one of many strategies to collectively avoid seeing elephants in the collective room.

=== 2025-07-03 10:31:39 Thursday

Such a pleasant day in the simulation!

On hold to pay a bill while digesting food. The biller has shit for brains, as when I called to pay several weeks ago, I was told I could only pay part of the bill to the doctor, and that the rest had to be paid to the organization he's part of. So I paid that part. But I called the organization a little while ago to pay the rest, and the part I already paid wasn't reflected in the total the automated system was telling me... so I had to call again and go through the more arduous customer service path... and yet they knew of the *correct* amount (despite their automated "system" not knowing)....

So, yeah, another day, another example of how computers making our lives better sounds like it *ought* to be true, and yet here we go again going through extra work and frustration to make up for the fact that too many software engineers/developers have shit for brains.

=== 2025-07-03 11:16:25 Thursday

So how are the other actors in this movie doing?

Are we feeling good about being "SMOL"? Are we proud to be keeping Gopher relevant but not really relevant? Are we maintaining a gemlog that automatically makes us better than those who maintain an html blog accessed via http? Have we complained about what corporations are doing to us, the evils of doom-scrolling, how Hitler Reincarnate - Orange Edition (tm) is an EXISTENTIAL THREAT to your everything?

Ah, the varieties of ways people excuse throwing their lives away on screens!

Not me. Nope. Things come mind throughout the day, I put them in a file, run a script to copy that file (and slight variations thereof) online elsewhere, and maybe others chance upon it, maybe nobody does.

Regardless, it begins again the next day. The next day, I could repost the previous day's worth in its entirety with brand new timestamps so that new comers wouldn't know the difference (how could there be a difference with nothing to compare it to)? Older comers might get suspicious, might wonder if I'm losing my mind (which would be a good thing), might start wondering about conspiracies involving those damned bastard <name of political grouping you don't like>'s!

I did try reading a couple blog/phlog/gemlog's a couple hours ago, and it was the same old boring shit, hence how this entry opened.

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