Today's Topics:
The New Red Cheese (a flood of consciousness)
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From: "J. Cooper" <coop@cs.bu.edu>
Message-Id: <199504230236.WAA19295@csa.bu.edu>
Subject: The New Red Cheese (a flood of consciousness)
To: Subgenius@mc.lcs.mit.edu
Date: Sat, 22 Apr 1995 22:36:18 -0400 (EDT)
Filename: The New Red Cheese
The following MeaningLess Drivel I apparently wrote to myself a couple
of years ago during a habafropzipulops session. Personally I don't remember
writing it and am even open to the idea that I didn't. But that's Bad,
because as you can see they are in the form of email to myself, and that
means Someone Else has my password.
WARNING!!!
The following is about six pages of FropInduced Wierdness, and may not be
suitible for people who don't write their own PreScriptions or who think
hitler's brain is not alive inside a jar buried in a lab 900 miles below
the earth's crust.
**** YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED ****
WHEN YOUR PERSONAL SAVIOR LOOKS AT YOUR SOUL AND SPITS IN YOUR FACE
*** DON'T COME CRYING TO ME ***
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Subject: hahaha
To: coop@cs.bu.edu (Jeffrey Cooper)
Date: Fri, 7 May 1993 18:47:17 -0400 (EDT)
Hey you fluid fellow. You are in the computer lab right now feeling
extremely paranoid (I recognize it even now). It seems like a lot of time
is passing.
How can no one be looking up?
How can they be that immersed in themselves?
This is reality, high speed turned up high total blast no commercials. I
think I came down here because I knew no one ever looks up at anyone else
in this room. I'm hoping they take that philosophy to an extreme.
It's funny how that being stoned again post card/t-shirt/gag thing shows a
guy melting.
THIS is fucking melting. It's too odd a feeling to relate to as a solid
being. Solid is my word of the day. Solid as oppose to how I am right
now.
I wish I had perfect eyesight, dammit. Then I could see AND wear the
shades I keep thinking must be important (else why would everything get
more bright when I opened my eyes wider).
I've gone past the great need for writing, it seems.. I'm restricted by a
narrow band on consciousness, I can't "expand" or anything. Remember how
important these words were when you wrote them. Time is at high speed,
the things that endure at ALL are important.
I will remember, for example, that Andrew and Ross are assholes. But at
this point, like every time something like this occurs, they're just human,
right? Not that I'm anything more, just that I am aware of it while they
somehow choose not to be. We'll see how THAT looks tomorrow.
Memory is not a natural thing, now....
I just know writing is good!!! Writing is important. Even if I don't
think it's important I still DO it so I can reflect on it later.
there are so many levels to relate to things...I mean I knew that but the
more obscure ones I never looked into (so to speak) because I keep eyes
focussing on the present. I make the same typos. THAT is odd.
lets save this before I accidently delete it again..
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Subject: moi again
To: coop@cs.bu.edu (Jeffrey Cooper)
Date: Fri, 7 May 1993 18:53:53 -0400 (EDT)
You have to read these letters in lower case
because while in normal time (which I know of) these are my only means of
communicating. Through words. Words on a page have amazing importance..
Yet as soon as I turn my attention to it it fades away..
fades from mind-sight. Not from normal sight. In normal sight it was
never there, except in the minds of people whom i don't know.
and my EYES on the other hand have images burned into them no doubt
it will be odd reading these....you just can't communicate an experience,
else why would it be an experience? It could just be someone's
imagination, right?
These words continue to be my only source of permanence right now.
'Frop is the drug they're thinking of when they show kids having no clue
where they are, because it's out of their sight..
There is no verbal correlation! Argh!
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Subject: extreme life
To: coop@cs.bu.edu (Jeffrey Cooper)
Date: Fri, 7 May 1993 19:14:22 -0400 (EDT)
You can't say extreme life like you cn extreme force or extreme violence.
Because life just hits. It dosen't hit "you". It hits. ***I*** know what
I mean, but how can I relate it? I just keep writing and hope you get a
sense of it.
You are able to get a sense of it at all because it's just a DRUG.
I know this, but I don't grok it at present.
It's much more intense than it looks. I keep saying there's no way to
explain it. You can't even explain it by saying there's no way to explain
it.
I do know that I am stuck behind these eyes for the rest of my existence.
Normally I know that but I don't bother taking notice.
That's what I mean by EARNING to take 'frop. My "normal" life takes in its
full load. I take in everything as it comes (as much as could be
expected.. not all sensual stimuli all the time, I mean), I don't avoid, I
don't block things out. Know thyself, right? Well this is the reward. If
you don't have a fucking grip you don't deserve to smoke it. You go back
and work on regular life, guy.
The only way to relate this is through continued relating, hoping that you
can a picture of the grand canyon through one peephole.
Time seems to be taking forever.
I'm glad I taught myself to write so I don't have to waste precious,
precious time relating it. Figuring ways to relate it.
There's no way to compare! It's just a matter of neurons, the number of
neurons! That's all it is, isn't it?
Remember to take this in big picture, not little lines. These things are
all related.
The reason I'm grinding my teeth, by the way, is because I'm afraid of
biting through my cheeks.
I must tap into that sense that I must keep writing at all costs that I use
when it's late and I get real tired.
Right now I don't look at these words as on the page of a screen. They are
all that I know of that can relate to normal perception. It's a parabola
of perception, opening up still and lost a verbal correlation a long time
ago......
I'm way off in the lower ends of the binary tree..
how do you relate that there's no way to relate
it's not a matter of being witty goddamn it! (that must have been
important, right?)
How can i make a point
there's no goddamn relation
I'm in another universe in the midst of these other people, that is odd
big picture! big picture!
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Subject: jj
To: coop@cs.bu.edu (Jeffrey Cooper)
Date: Fri, 7 May 1993 19:30:46 -0400 (EDT)
Anything I focus my attention on slips from my mind's grasp
this is such a personalized thing, what is the use of taking notes?
words are too big, letters are too
there is a limited scope of things you can express with mere words, right?
we know this well, do we? Do we? It seems obvious right now. I try to
avoid pointing out the obvious but it may go unrecorded if I don't.
I never thought I'd have to write down the things that are obvious to me
for future reference. I'm not used to doing that. I'm not used to doing
that because it seems that whatever was obvious then would be equally
obvious later.
Ross and Andrew have no respect. It's not a summation. It goes beyond.
The x^2 parabola is still important to me. That's how things go becuase
they must. The mind makes connections, that's how things work. That is
obvious. All these words are not deep thoughts right now they are just
obvious. I'm not here to write deep thoughts.
Listen! You can't make any conclusions from these letters! All they do is
open up more possibilities and lots (LOTS LOTS LOTS again no verbal
correlation) more questions.
The time now is 7:30.
You can't relate expanded experience, don't even try.
Any thoughts I have now, such as the kind that i record (interesting ones)
have been just dispersed into lower regions of the tree. That's why you
can't relate it, except for the meaningless words you can think of.
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Subject: wy am i doing this
To: coop@cs.bu.edu (Jeffrey Cooper)
Date: Fri, 7 May 1993 20:34:15 -0400 (EDT)
No beslackened person I know of has had the ease of typing that i do.
These are just ones that I know of. of course, the only kind that exist.
Of course.
I'm hoping you can grasp. But you can't. It's not a matter of wanting to
or striving for it, you just can't. There is a threshold of consciousness.
Maybe it's that the parabolas are different for different people. That
would be the thinking-feeling division of people (and there respective
times and spaces)
it dosen't come across in words, all this is so meaningless, in the deepest
sense of the term
words don't go into that threshhold
Why would I bother to RECORD it if it was so beyond that reality? well who
knew
big picture, jeff, big picture
it's not going to work, but can it do one harm?
It can't, can it? It's all style, isn't it? in the petrarch sense,
meaning not real.
I get a new sense of what is real. The picture that usually I try to keep
in pretty sharp focus (for the purposes of pragmatism (note how small my
entire reality was then, that of doing what seemed obvious due to rewards,
what worked, etc.. formally thought to be the only method to even EXISTING,
remember?)) just rolls off the edges. You can't comprehend the threshhold
above, now, can you? You ESPECIALLY can't put it into mere words. It's
true, I see it now, that there is an amazingly open universe that people
are floating through when they tell you about 'frop. Amazingly incredibly
and unrelateably open. Anything you can think of to SAY would be so
specialized as to be totally beyond grasp. We know now what simple
pragmatic things are words, don't we? Note before you had to think about
it when someone asked why we have words. Seemed obvious at the time.
7:55 pm. I know there's a thing on the president..on tv. Now even the
world of words I'm rolling around and not finding the words to say.
Jeff bob, here's a message to yourself, and take it seriously (you will NO
doubt) and know that words do not encompass.
I only had a sense of what mind expansion was becuase I had a rigidly
defined reality. Meaning that I knew where reality ended, I SENSED the
threshhold above, the expanding parabola (picture that) and so of course
logically (simply what works is our definition) I'd wanted to stay within
those bounds. Master reality before you go trouncing off somewhere else.
And every somewhere else you come to have an ever expanding choice of
paths.. you can keep going off more and more specialized..the simple
consciousness barrier keeps me from being able to relate this..
My only goal, then, will have to be making use of what I learn in the
lowest threshholds.
Unless I'm missing something (in an expanded sense) this should not make
any sense to you. I mean sense as in really knowiong, not as in relating
to the world and using things..
You can't fucking explain MIND EXPANSION in WORDS!!! PLEASE REALIZE THAT!
It's not a word thing! If you must relate to it in words, don't make the
mistake of thinking they can encompass all.
My writings have gone to a threshhold even lower than the one I'm usually
in (and that everyone else is in) in an attempt to have some common ground.
Of what use is common ground, though? I mean is it useful? I'm just used
to relating things DIFFERENT (in other words contrasting things) that
that's where the intentions of my writings lead.
also note that feeling and thinking are both readily in the same
consciousness spread, it's just where you want to place youself.
Philosophers! What are they doing? They are comparing levels of
consciousness a step or two beyond the real, so things compare at ALL.
Everything is relative. Of course it is. relative to what works for you.
Why am I writing this? Who, EVER, will undertand it to the degree that I
do? They can't! And I couldn't explain it to them! That would be like
comparing two nodes of a tree where the roots of those nodes just ONE step
lower made them incomparable. The word is compare.
That is THE word.
Comparisons is the only thing we do, in an order to forward these bodily
selves, eat, drink, be happy. We remain, usually, within the threshhold of
what we must in order to live, eat, drink, be happy or sad or
whatever, due to the restraints of the body (having a body to worry about).
These writings should give me a little idea what the next threshhold is
comparable to (like) but little else. I mean these writings as a whole.
You can't explain the next threshhold to yourself, what possible chance
would you have of explaining it to someone else? That is why's I'm
writing, isn't it?
Valuable material from the way beyond? The word beyond just sort of points
you in that general direction, and it's a short arrow at that. You need
lots of arrows to have any clue what is being referred to. And, again, you
can't refer to it unless you have already been there and understand it all,
like the USUAL relating-to-the-world world we all come together and agree
upon (so we can relate, which seems important to the nature of our beings,
striving toward the next threshhold through relativity).
Please. please.....words FAIL. The just FAIL. Live with it!!!
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Subject:
To: coop@cs.bu.edu (Jeffrey Cooper)
Date: Fri, 7 May 1993 21:01:40 -0400 (EDT)
Well okay bud I'm going to go wander through the open, expanding, endless
(as far as I know and that's never very far (in comparison!! still
comparing!!)) possibilities of my mind..
words fail, so give your fingers a rest (right, as if they were tired).
I have a sense that this is important, but what use is it?
When I (the usual I) read things talking about the expanding pupil being
like the consciousness, I don't try very hard to relate because I know a) I
never will really get it, b) I focus on what works for my body's sake. A
body is the only true limitation, at least that I know of. And what I know
of is not really much in comparison.
The whole of our realities is rooted in the body. It's all we have to
relate to. It's the only threshhold I'm aware of, and there may be more
easily, I guess, as I can only guess, be more in the ever expanding
consciousness curve. You CANNOT have the IDEA of what is BEYOND YOU.
THAT is my PROBLEM. WORDS are not just words but huge concepts from which
smaller concepts branch like fuzz on a peach. they CANNOT use but a DULL
KNIFE, a veritible BUTTER KNIFE in the understanding department. And the
more you understand, the duller the "knife" becomes, exponentially. It's
more like a BASEBALL BAT as far as slicing goes, when you compare it to
higher levels of consciousness.
I wish I had something to draw on.
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that's how it goes. Not very USEFUL, IS it? Why bother telling people
about a higher level of consciousness, huh? Why in the world? Why bother?
They don't need to hear it, they COULD NOT deal with it. It's simply
beyond them. Don't even fret upon the subject.
The next level goes beyond the printed, as above there. If you want to
look there (for whatever reason) you won't find anything "useful".
I am still of the opinion that there is just one thing we know and that is
that we have bodies and they simply are there to be satisfied.
They're going to kick us out of the terminal room momentarily..
I have respect, boy do I have respect, but still I must insist that these
physical constraints must be satisfied somehow.. That's why I can still be
impatient with fellow travellers. But always nice.
they're kicking us all out..
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