- My throwaway comment here a couple of months back: the eighties might have been crap, but people really cared about the crap. Nothing throwaway there! When I got my first computer in ‘82, I got some way towards mastering it. When I got my second in ‘87, I also got some way towards mastering it, but it was obvious that there were more obstacles in my way. This did not seem entirely like progress. It wasn’t just the increased power of the thing: the power was being used to erect obstacles.

- Anti-lock brakes. (wot?!) You cannot master anti-lock brakes. You’ve taken someone else’s mastery of braking and put it in a box, precluding anyone else’s mastery.

- The crisis in UK higher education: students don’t seek to master an area; the temptation to merely Google it is overwhelming.

- Maybe the unicorn represents mastery. Or so my dream-delerium last night suggests this morning.

fuck `em. they are just jealous.

I hope that my comment above wasn’t misunderstood. The pale, rebellious middle class adolescent is me. And the quote was just a simple way of communicating some of my understanding of what Tim was talking about in this postcast (about words being an overbearing filter of reality).

And if this is just my monstrous ego misunderstanding alistair, then please ignore this, or delete it or something. Cos I tend to agree with what mr heistman is saying, although I disagree with (what I think is) his reading of the lion symbolism.

To me it seems like the lion represents the baser instincts of man, or the gross body or whatever. Which aren’t bad, but need to be yoked by the transcendent body so that their powers can be fully realised and used for better purposes.

Anyway I don’t suppose it matters much. What matters is that I thought this postcast was insightful and masterful and wicked funny. So there….

the extacy is overpowering at times and can be seen from the outside as delerium.

but fuck `em. they are just jealous.

You are a tadpole. Only instead of turning into a frog, you are turning into a Lion. I think you still have a tadpole voice. Its a voice with potential. You pronounce your words well. You have the kind of voice that sounds good enunciating everything correctly. That’s important.

But really there are these angels or demons out there that bestow the gift of eloquence. You need to have it bestowed on you. I really can picture what it would do for you.

Plus you can still have this gift of eloquence and have kind of a tongue in cheek aspect so people will know you aren’t taking yourself too seriously. I am sure you would incorporate that.

But really man, Socrates, Plato, they would know what I am talking about.

Lions roar! The only thing I didn’t like about that clip with the lion fighting the bull was the dubbed roaring, because lions don’t roar when they fight. They fight silently.

The roar is magic. They dredge up power from the bowles of the earth through their power chakra. They need four feet firmly planted on the ground to roar.

You will roar, man! I can see it!

its best to let everything go and scatter salt like the ancients did to cleanse their battle fields all we need, really is a bit of hygiene, cleanliness, disinfectant we’re stifled by words, images, sounds that have no reason to exist that come from nowhere and are going nowhere an artist who is truly worthy of the name should be required to perform only this act of loyalty : train himself to silence

I donut, no?

Ieeeeeeeeee!!!!!! D’ohhh!!!!! Gnaw!!!!!!

idunno eyedunno iedonenoh

eyes are piercing only when pierced
we’re meant to take in and take back feedback loopofloveoffruitloop, love.

peace, tim.

an accurate rendition of who and what I really was as I became to that one day that one night to understand that that’s all I ever really was back in the original time I existed

Every few years I think “What an idiot I was a few years ago, I’m so smart now.” Please don’t preserve those moments for all time.

The beauty of a tree blooming with white petals falling to the ground that makes you want to weep

I have this kind of reaction with bricks in buildings. Beautiful, especially on the top corners in bright sunlight. To me they look like a field of flowers turning their faces towards the sun.

Wrigley’s (SEXY AS FUCK)

Like at the Wrigley Building here in Chicago when I was a child. Glazed terra cotta facing material blazing white in the sun against a blue, blue sky. They had to replace the terra cotta due to acid rain so you can now look without wincing. My lawyer’s office looks down on the back of the roof. There’s a chess set on the roof. I’ve never seen a picture of it and I’ve lived here all of my life. I just had to say that. It’s your fault for bringing up the subject.

Babylon system is the vampire falling empire

I dream of vampires when I’m having money troubles.

He just thought you’d like it.

I like it.

WE HAVE BEEN TAUGHT THROUGH STANDARDIZED EDUCATION

I was home schooled and this is more true than you know. Saying “I don’t know” is like saying “I have the plague” to most people.

APAPP!

Add one letter and this is an anagram for my last name.

BTW the Angels are fat because they’re from Chicago. We eat good here and Angels eat FREE!

You forgot this picture:

http://home.cogeco.ca/~youngfox69/neuron-galaxy.jpg

That is all…

quadruple reverse irony. So really its sincerety, with lots of static and feed back. reverberating into itself and back twice.

Yeah its kind of like an artifice intended to implode or something inside your heart, which is how it feels… uh sort of. Anyway I am 27 if that answers your question

Another spam blog jacking into my signal! Time Bridge complete!

http://tellmeallabout.com/blogs/busine...1935/grid-density-explosion-immanent/

I picture as really sincere with a veneer of irony over it, but really it that times four.

You have so much irony in your voice. I guess different generations have a different kind of voice, like the funny 1950’s type voice and then the baby boomer voice, you have this really bohemian, kind of slacker generation x Jon Stewart type voice.

I think I’m older than you are.

But you sound more sincere in my head with this cynical veneer over it. You have like reverse irony, like reveresed 3 or four times,

quadruple reverse irony. So really its sincerety, with lots of static and feed back. reverberating into itself and back twice.

But probably though, you are just the way you need to be to get the message across to your audience. Which is younger than me because, really things change so exponentially fast and I’m not really keeping up with it.

But really though, did they have neo beatnik irony, back when people were sculpting angels blowing trumpets to the glory of God?

You really walk a fine line, you walk it well but what a strange trip it must be.

BUT DID YOU LISTEN TO THE PODCAST!!!

Actually, no. I will

Happy Saint Bono’s day. Give me a ring.

You seem kind of rattled, like you are really trying to show people somthing truly great and you feel kind of self conscious about it.

DAMN RIGHT I’M RATTLED - It’s called *Life* and it’s nothing to be scared of!

(my first spam replicator victim:

http://tellmeallabout.com/blogs/ge-mon...1704/grid-density-explosion-immanent/ )

your posts make me go boom-boom in my brain-panties.

freek that I am… I like it…

So I just want to say I support you man! Seriously. I know this might come off as sounding dorky. But fuck coolness! Fuck having to sound flip about everything and cynical and jaded. Don’t feel you have to be that way on my account.

There are masters! You are becoming one! I could be one, maybe I hold back because I don’t have the guts! There are different dimensions I think an dthere is a voice of God and people can drwon it out because its scary.

I love all these pictures. There is nothing cool I can say or interesting but these pictures go back to a nother time, but it still there.

So anyway. More power to ya. I’m still listening.

Be the lion! Who gives a fuck if it not hip and generation x or whatever.

∞