This blog is about computer software (and other things that come to mind to keep it interesting) --- my fascination with it as something with an almost "divine" potential, almost in the same way I see music. Also, it's a glimpse into something that is probably foreign to you and that you wouldn't know about otherwise. Somewhere in the dark corners where I hide. You see I am the last philosopher. And the only reason why I allow this at all is because I made a kind of mistake in my life and also realized kabbalah (which made clear to me that whatever I'm doing in this life, however solemn, is relatively unimportant), so interesting turn of events since I deviated from my path to the stars and ended up here. I'm shamelessly promoting myself until I'm capable of an old seriousness and can look back on this to see what it meant. (also to try blogging and experimenting with socializing a bit to see what I'd not have any other way or reason to find out about)

Tuesday, October 25, 2011

hermit


It's from people's ignorance that the darkness is created, in which those who know can pierce through into a light that is an even greater distance.


It's hard to explain the nature of the iridescence in this light, like that of memories and dreams, except more lucid than even waking life.




Even now that i've left it behind i can see how special it is, and unknown by the masses.  i had this need to simply make a point of it.  I can't describe it.

but just to clarify I am not a hermit per se, only something close, and what i brought back with me from there is this: the truth about moral interpretation.
so there are these people who have notions of right and wrong, and there is no right and wrong.  every notion of what should and shouldn't be gets in the way of accepting how things are and appreciating what is.  there are people who side with the majority and they call it humanity, but in the end no one can be left out.  there are people who call it love but without responsibility there is no independence, and it turns into attachment, forming packs in the world to survive, but love is like music, immutable, unwavering independence, and a resulting harmony.  what most people call love is like noise.

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