On The Subconscious (Another Excerpt From "Things I Have Learned")

Unconsciousness is your mind on standby mode. Most external input is disabled or turned down really low. But you never stop thinking. Or rather, the thought processes keeps going on, but at some point there just stops being a “you” that’s thinking it. I would imagine dreams then as quite likely the ego’s attempt to exert some sort of narrative control over the stream of white noise think-babbling, dropping a protagonist into the back alleys of the subconscious. And really, who the hell knows what’s there? The subconscious is the “wrong side of the tracks” of the mind, where the unseen workers live in tenement buildings, and in every dark alleyway is some cold, unemployed old subroutine or memory just waiting to pounce on a hapless ego to vent its frustrations.

Or, less dramatically, dreams are quite likely the equivalent of the songs you might hear in your head when there’s white noise (like a window fan or TV static) playing. Significantly, this white noise effect most often happens while you are falling asleep, as if your mind’s ability to transform noise into signal increases as consciousness loses its control. A good image: the trains of thought running amok when the conductor (consciousness) passes out on the controls. Or, another view of the subconscious: the subconscious is like the Windows 3 \WINDOWS\ directory, where every file needed by every program ever run on that system collected. These files would stay on after the programs are no longer installed, obsolete leaves in a forest of possibly-relevant files. Every so often Windows users would simply have to reinstall the operating system and start fresh because the \WINDOWS\ directory became too bogged down by useless files. I wonder what the equivalent for re-installing your subconscious would be?

Catholicism Is Laaaaaame

The Vatican sits on zillions of $$$ worth of art treasures and shit. Jesus said to give away all your possessions. And that, right there, is what I think about the Catholics -- they don't even follow the guy they follow. And like, okay, I don't follow Jesus's every teaching either. But-- I am a flawed human who sees him as merely a teacher to attempt to follow, and I understand that I will sometimes fail or disagree. I don't see him as, you know, THE LITERAL PHYSICAL MANIFESTATION OF THE CREATOR OF THE UNIVERSE HERE ON THIS EARTH TO TELL US HOW IT IS. So I am okay to not follow his every word. If I actually believed that he was LITERALLY A GOD? I would HANG ON HIS EVERY FUCKING SYLLABLE. And if GOD, the CREATOR OF THE UNIVERSE, told me to give away all my possessions, fuck yeah I would! I would do EXACTLY what God wanted me to do to get me into heaven! Now since I don't believe in any of that stuff except as metaphors I am free to pick and choose and try and fail. I don't have a code provided for me from an external source. These lames think they have the code -- AND THEN THEY IGNORE IT. Lame!

A Rhyme I Came Up With In The Shower Just Now

Kill my brain with chronic
Get a low I.Q.
Then, when I'm moronic
I'll be so like you...