Baddogma's Other Meta Cafe- Polite Discussions About Scientific Mysticism and General Weirdness

a reply to: Peeple

I have acronym blindness/dumbness, so I had to look that up...I'm guessing Electronic Voice Phenomenon rather than Employee Value Proposition.

I have this 'thing' where I 'hear' voices, and/or music, in electric and water combos. It started with washing machines 'talking' to me, but it's the fish tank pump that took it to a whole new level. It can sound like multiple people having a conversation, no clarity, but the same tempo of 'music' of animated conversation - if you know what I mean. I was trying to have a nap on the sofa the other day and the pump was playing some metally-punk track with those shouty type lyrics.

I assume that it is the aural equivalent to pareidoila, and that certain sounds have the 'shape' of word parts - the brook after all does 'babble' - and the electric provides the rhythm that appears to give it a human sound. I don't know how if that also applies to EVP, but that's how I tell myself that I'm not mad, it's just that I am amusingly configured.

a reply to: KilgoreTrout

You're so cute. I really love you for saying things like "amusingly configured"

I had that once, without electricity in the bath tub, my ears under water a male voice shouted at me "try harder!"

a reply to: Peeple

My apparent cuteness to others has been the bane of my life. But, I've developed a sense of humour for it and I know "I'm the scariest creature in this wood."*



Did you have any idea as to what you should "try harder" to do?



*The Gruffalo, see Mouse.

a reply to: KilgoreTrout

The brain never sleeps. Always pulling in patterns of something. sonic pareidila we could call that maybe. Dreams are just an extension of that very same thing.

I notice it with everything. Its why I am who I am.
today I can change colors if I want depending on the signal strength. so I saw neon green off a shiny stainless steel surface. its shiny light gray with whiteishness where the light is bouncing straight into the eye off the surface. the color wasnt there. but I made it neon pink instead. colors of the same light value. It was expectation that changed my apparent reality.

its because I see these inbetween states I know the mind makes you see what you expect to see. And its one of the big hurdles for humanity to get over and its why we appreciate true art so much that defies expectation.

a reply to: Reverbs

I can't do that with my eyes open but I can make myself see a certain colour with my eyes closed and looking into the sun light, make my own kaleidascopic lava lamp, so I kind of get the 'process' of semi-wilfully manipulating your perception, but I don't have great eyes, they're somewhat imperfect receptors, definately asymmetrical. I don't know how much of that is a factor in how I, in particular, "see" - comparatively. Still can't 'picture' anything in my conscious mind, only unconsciously, but barely when psychotically, that was different to febrile hallucinations and somnabulism that I've experienced. More like the switch-around, the conscious world was unrealler than the unconscious one. Or something along those lines, but definately different. Present in one instead of the other....not sure I can put it into worlds. But yeah, that seeing the 'joins', I think I understand what you mean.

a reply to: KilgoreTrout

In a dark room you are semi color blind. but your mind knows shirts on your floor are green or blue or purple. You cant know which shirt is which.

that is one of the easier ways to change colors.

the issue is once your mind knows something its done. So for instance shirts can be any color. grass is green. so no matter how dark it is or how relaxed you are you will see green grass.

Reality is called that because of how real it stays.
but consciousness as fluid as it is is so much more than reality could ever imagine. And yet the two dance. and we merge beyond the boundries.

a reply to: Reverbs

That was beautiful. Dancing, to "merge in the boundaries".

I'm ready to start my day now. Thank you.

a reply to: KilgoreTrout

nice!
I cant believe I woke up in time for work seeing as I forgot I have a long day today.. and how did I not play this song after talking about green grass???

a reply to: Reverbs

I seldom work, for money, for more than 3 hours a day. When I'm working that is. I could be off until October the way things are panning out. I'm putting in roughly the same time I would if I wasn't furloughed getting the church yard tidy and dug over, which I wouldn't usually have time for. Apart from it meaning I feel less like I am being paid to sit on my arse, and putting something back, it also means that I can retain a sense of that time not belonging to me so that I don't go, as you said about yourself a few pages back, completely feral. It's just mad not having to be somewhere for this length of time. But I could far, far too easily get used to it.

I'm always up early. Well, awake early. I lounge a little longer of late. I'm getting quite good at lounging in fact

originally posted by: Reverbs
a reply to: Peeple

... but I pay taxes and I have money. so I guess Im functioning.

That's not the part of your existence I'd have chosen to determine if your "functioning", what I mean with it is being on board with what's the latest trend, doing nothing but making sure you fit in with the herd. Avoiding stepping on someone elses toes by all means.
Decorating your home with meaningless landscape paintings and calling superficial motivational one liners on cardboard "art".
Being "nice" and confusing that with being constructive.
Being a "role model" in a society that's built on schizophrenic assumptions of reality...

Stuff like that

a reply to: KilgoreTrout

"I am lion hear me roar!"
I still think you're a sweet, cool, smart person. Not afraid, but maybe because I am at a save distance

a reply to: Peeple

Which person is the functioning one?
the sheep or the wolf?

You said you would never be a functioning part of society.
What I said was a joke about how much sheep stuff I do which is bare minimum to be left alone aye?

but I do have a function. Being different and that contrast catches sleepwalkers off guard. You sound like an angsty teen so often to me. Like you might have anarchy tshirts that say down with capitalism or something.

Like Arent we way passed the basics of "being woke?"

being a role model is schizofrenic reality is a thing.
its called "being crazy" to the norm. the norm being the mean as no such thing as normal in high adaptability species.

a reply to: Reverbs

I might. So what? I'm not too adult to have a few radical ideas. I'm doing that punk thing not because it was once hip.
What if the sheep thinks it's a wolf while the wolf is just an endangered misunderstood wonderful creature looking for a niché it can exist in as sheep?

a reply to: Peeple

I dont get your meaning.
but I can tell you I explored all those ideas and moved on.
I outgrew idealism.
but what is it you wish society was like and what do you do that makes it so?

Im living for me. I only pull the wool over my body not my eyes. I died and came back to life. I can do whatever I want.
I dont know what to tell you. You really arent very radical for your big game talk. you do all the same dumb # everyone else does.

lesst I risked my life in more than one way going right into the darkness head first and came out quite public trying to expose the beast that has everyone in a daze. you refuse to even get the psychology talk probably because of your own personal experience with the word... but im talking about the big game in town.

And they ripped me a new one. that was fun I guess. It fits my more psycho side. it was very punk.

so what?! Well I live for me first now. Ive lived enough for 2 lifetimes. This is my time to do whatever when ever. even having a gf would be much too much of a shackle.

Im not sure but I think you enjoy being unhappy.


This music is beautiful.
Its like Im singing this to myself.



I love being me.

a reply to: Reverbs

Like you know what I am doing?
From my perspective you are the one who has given up the search for answers. You hide behind words and big claims as if I'm the reason you can't put into words what you mean with your hints towards "psychology".
You're just as scared and scarred as I might be with the only difference that I can afford to avoid society while you have to face it.
I wouldn't judge you because of that, but I have to tell you your judgement of me says more about you than about me.

I've said a few times I'm a masochist so... just because you can't understand that doesn't mean I have to change.

a reply to: Peeple

Im not asking you to change.
I was asking you what do you want exactly?
I havnt stopped looking for answers.
its just the subtlety doesnt translate into language.

I already found what I was looking for in the first place.
there are no earthly answers that compare.
what do you want to know so bad?
aliens are real.
organizations are corrupt.
power corrupts.
you are all being lied to.
but it is you lying to yourself.

great. I moved on from that. Not to mention I went undercover and was literally part of it. Theres a big difference. I dont have to wonder or theorize. I was hounded in 2005 for my work on 9/11 physics. that was only my first run in. I joined the Army after that. get it?

its rather boring when I am looking at what I see. to me it is. It all changed when I met god.

being positive and being naive are not the same thing.
you can see all the darkness and choose love anyway.
and thats what I get to do. you do whatever, I only ask because I dont get what you want.

a reply to: Reverbs

World domination.

Career goal: anti-christ


"Must kill all humans..."
Bender Bending Rodriguez

a reply to: Peeple

There's no need for you to be scared, I'm not scary in the roary kind of way.

In 1995, while looking for ideas for an educational series of plays based on traditional tales, Donaldson came across a version of a Chinese story about a little girl who escapes being eaten by a tiger by claiming to be the fearsome Queen of the Jungle and inviting him to walk behind her. The tiger misinterprets the terror of the various animals they meet as being related to her rather than him, and flees. Donaldson sensed that this story could be developed into more than an educational item and returned to it later as a possible basis for a picture book. She decided to make the girl a mouse, and chose a fox, owl and snake as woodland rather than jungle creatures but wasn't satisfied with lines like "They ought to know, they really should / There aren't any tigers in this wood".

...Donaldson persisted with her idea that the monster, rather than existing in the Deep Dark Wood from the outset, should be a figment of the Mouse's imagination, employed to scare off the fox, owl and snake but then turning out to be a reality.

en.wikipedia.org...

a reply to: Reverbs

a reply to: KilgoreTrout

That's somehow beautiful. I've never heard of that before.

Somehow it gives me hope, that's an odd reaction? But it fits with some other stuff I was thinking about.