oct 26 in idea barrages

Imagine a vast labyrinth, walls stretched to all horizons yet unitary. Imagine one brick unmoored to wander itself for so long it gets turned around & forgets itself a part of the whirl it believes itself lost within. It is the maze, the maze is it. You the maze, you the brick.

I’m sure someone already fused HP Lovecraft and Minecraft together into HP Minecraft but I’m pretty sure it’s funny if it’s been done.

People so desperate for escape from the reality of COVID that they’re… running to Disneyworld to get COVID. If that’s not an analogy for the American self-fulfilling prophecy, I dunno what is.

I think about “Gifted and Talented Syndrome” a lot, where kids in the advanced classes were accidentally trained to recoil from anything they’re not instantly good at via the wrong kind of praise, the way it bred avoidant behaviours, the way it made people like me.

Our culture tells us being considerate of others is an infringement on freedom as it makes it easier to sell us crap. When told to not consume because it’s selfish or whatever, a “screw you I’ll do what I want” reflex kicks in & we buy buy buy. This is just the logical extension.

Lovecraft hated Indian bread because it was naan-euclidean.

Failure isn’t the worst thing. Human suffering is the worst thing. Giving in to, surrendering to the reality of loss, of impossibility, ceding the fact that you’re imperfect, nothing teaches more than that. Trust falls with no one to catch you, reminding you that falling happens.

We trudge through a tragedy that happens only every 3 or 4 generations. Take notes. For God’s sake, take notes. Write about it. Our only hope to save lives the next time this comes is to write about it, so eloquently well-observed that more people listen to the past next time.