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observation 1: i honestly think the kant incest writing is one of the best things to ever happen to theory. i also understand why mackay aptly used the currents poem in #accelerate. some parts of this book feel quite underdeveloped though, but overall it holds its weight quite well.
fanged noumena - midhand review by andrej synkar
shamanic nietzsche - a response
how do you know you've surpassed a certain level of self-rebirth? is the delirium of hallucinative schizophrenia a delirium of anticipatory ecstasy, of the possibility to feel that a moment of time is more intense than its successively combined moments, or sort of, an arrangement of series, a series? or is this delirium an imposition of matter, of the mattering of the world onto you? you can get flashbacks, images of your lived life, and conclude that you have died. yet, upon waking into the new world, which doesn't require an intermediary abyss to seperate your new life from your old life, you will realize that your real metaphysical binding is something called the state of things. and who are these things that condition you into a certain state?
these are the fragments of the lost time, not fragments of lost time but the fragments of time-lost, time itself, the future, and development, the temporal categories are absent. you can be fundamentally different from yourself, but you will never be distinct. this is why reincarnation is impossible and the world is fundamentally and categorically meaningless, there are no cycles to light on fire, carnage is more of a state of the world and less its condition over time, it eventually loses the status to hold itself into condition at all and enters into a capacity for becoming something of an impasse between yourself, a stunlocked out of body experience kind of sitting in the middle of an observational path rather than being held as if it were the entrance of or to something else, or even less so, an operation of emergent intensity, or its calling onto you. this is also how you can know that the agent of experience, the phenomenal plane, is a fundamentally non-transcendent category, as all outwards experiences are not relative to a normativized point, but the location of experience itself affectively concludes itself as normalized.
therefore, all phenomenal experience so far has simply been a ghostly absence of eccentric or intensive quality, the inability to truly participate as something capable of rebirth. this makes humans creatures undeserving of other realms let alone dimensions, as hell and heaven require the ability to condition states instead of the capacity for being conditioned into a state, whereas dimensions require the ability to state conditions, something even more alien to current agents of phenomenal experience. also, substances, experience-changers, are carried over to induce states of affect, to produce an abyss, or a flashback that isn't an arrangement of series but itself a large moment.
moments are carried over as serial containers, as something you can participate in but that doesn't participate in you. you can, sure, cheat yourself into an illusory participation into the condition of the world, but this already shows that the link is severed. drugs are unable to move bodies through time, which is precisely what makes the anticipation illusory. you are awaiting that ontology can carry you on over to realms, but it is even in its most intense moment a mere possibility, and at its highest peak, it actually removes you from the occassion. the real character of the world which we have no access to, is so brutal to our state, that its arrangement for a highest possible state for us, what we have confused with "being a part of the world" is merely rather its imposition onto us, its deliverance of us temporarily away from us. and many spiritual leaders have confused this taste of vacancy with a taste of infinite and immediate presence. there is no presence in vacancy and the loss of ego, this is simply the abyss where there is supposed to be character, it is where instead of a line of normativity, there is supposed to be a real movement of emergent states.
this real movement of emergent states is the real character, something we are being kept away from by the eccentricity of the world. the eccentric creates the fine line, the eccentric isnt bounded by a material movement or travel, the eccentric is pre-delivered. this is what makes life a tragedy, ultimately, that epistemic shielding is randomized. that the only true way to access the world is a privilidge rather than an organic or general state. after all, how could it be? why would points of views require a general character after all? what stops you, or anyone, from being a ghost? how else would a ghost exist, if something doesnt participate in its being? not to participate in making into a being, as the ancients would claim, but to participate in being one being, being the being of that being, to be is to participate in this way in yourself, which is a violent endeavour, characteristically the most violent of all, there is no such violence nearly as brutal as selective naturographical dispositionality, the disposition and segmentation of character is even beyond elitism, it presents itself as the state that it is. truly, nothing more terrifying than the state of a state. to reach this level, there is no concept of development.