Broken Thoughts

Dear Blog,

What makes one thing more abstract or concrete than the other?

There is little room for Zen on the internet. Or maybe I don't pay enough attention...

Dear diary,
I'm here to stay.

I guess this is pretty close to a diary of a madman...

Two infinities pitted against each other. The infinite number of points along any distance, and the ever-outwards golden spiral.
As above, so below. Above and below are one... but I don't understand 'one'.

Or maybe 'one' is wrong... Maybe is is right.

Everybody is lying, so you can only ask yourself.
Will you lie aswell?

The value of the things you have is measured by the effort invested into acquring them. That is why one can not be satisfied with things alone, but must work to earn them. Then an object becomes a symbol for the value of your work.

That could be the difference between meritocracy and capitalism.

The latin word for justice is jus; a term into whose definition over two millennia has been spent. Jus doesn't really come from Rome, but from ancient Greece. In fact, most of the fancy words they used in Rome came from there.
Jus as it is used to day is seldom separated from law, which would lead one to suspect that law is a suggested substitute for justice. But what if the law is wrong? - I don't have to venture into this as most of you already know what it would mean. The ability to separate right from wrong, after all, is paramount in our society.

Yet jus is supposed to walk hand in hand with another term, but this term is mostly forgotten today. I suspect jus did to it what law is currently doing to jus; catering for an ongoing decadence of our conceptual labels*. War is peace, 'n all. This term that I speak of is fas, and at one time it was the opposite of jus. Mind, fas is not injustice. Put it in context with what I said about law and justice, and how "law" is consuming, without assimilating, "justice".
Fas used to be the moral, or divine justice, while jus was the earthly and vulgar** justice. If we restore these words to their original meaning and reinsert them into our conceptual frame, a new and in my opinion healthier worldview emerges. We do away with a degree of confusion about how things are 'supposed' to be.

One thought, unbroken. Next.

*AKA "words".

** A term whose meaning also has changed, originally containing the meaning the common people.

I just figured out what the text describing my blog means.

Lets play a game:

I know things I have not learned.
Who am I?

Last update seems to have failed. Forgot what I was going to post.

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There are many ways to look at the sky.

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My private ecosystem.

Tell poor people you envy them because they can get by with much less than everybody else.

Life is a very simple game because there are no rules.

1 and -1 equals 0, or void. Good and evil equals 0, or void.

All is united in chaos.

Booze makes it easier to focus. Less hesitation. No doubt. I can quench irrelevant thoughts easier, but on the downside I I put less value in what I'm thinking about.
I could probably emulate lack of hesitation, then adapt it as habit. Would make my life more interesting.
Thought to action to tendency to habit to character. Hilarity ensues.

New piece to the puzzle:

I call myself "I". Others call me "you". My "you" and "I" are respectively objective and subjective aspects of my being.

The subjective creates the objective, and the objective creates the subjective. Thus manifests the ego.

Without others there can not be an "I". By the mechanics of the athropic principle, without "I" others can not exist.

I should read psychology...

Illusions exist, therefore are they real and no illusions exist.

Maybe this above sentence could sum up my philosophy. A nice, ambigous paradox. It says nothing yet speaks volumes. The thought is indeed broken since it slams against the border of that which we can know and produces an almost absurd result when given meaning. - Yet it remains true. Does that mean our reality is absurd?

Good luck science.

Passions are not given the value they deserve. The ability to lose yourself to your task, when you seize being aware of yourself and your consciousness becomes focused on one single thing, is something we should hold very dear.

What about obsessions?

Today I played a computer game.

First post!

No wait... This isn't /. is it? And it was probably an old joke anyway.

Intro then: Hi, my handle is Ceriel Nosforit, and I do not have a real name. Okay, I do have one, but as far as you're concerned I don't, subjective reality n' all. As you probably figured out I'm some kind of philosopher or generic egghead. I stopped labeling myself a long time ago since I ran out of place on my chest for them all. Nowdays I'm just an individual, and the funny thing is, there are not that many actual individuals here on Earth as one would imagine. We have mostly flocks of people functioning under a group-mind, sometimes known as a 'mob'. Mobs lynch people that are different, and they'll probably come after me soon... See why I don't tell you my name?
And you're a smart bunch of people reading this. You just figured out I'm paranoid too. Well, it serves a purpose, like most things. A brick in a wall has a purpose. Do I have a purpose?
More importantly, do I need one? And if I have one, what happens to the freedom of my will? Doesn't it become tied to my prupose? An ant is working to fulfil what the Christians call 'God's Plan' while I stand back, mocking it for marching under the flag of the ant-queen and then stomping on it for... No reason at all. I wasn't angry with the ant, not like it had dissed my mom or somethin', so why did I kill it?
Lack of purpose for my actions, meaning it was not mechanical and thus an act of free will.

I am the God of ants. They shall learn to fear my wrath.

This may or may not be continued...