Monthly Archives: August 2011

“Sunshine on My Shoulders” goth version. (with apologies to John Denver)

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Sunshine on my shoulders makes me blister
Sunshine in my eyes can make me blind
Sunshine on the water looks so sparkly
Sunshine almost always makes me die

If I had a night that I could give you
I’d give to you a night just like tonight
If I had a song that I could howl for you
I’d wail a tune to make you feel the night

Sunshine on my shoulders makes me blister
Sunshine in my eyes can make me blind
Sunshine on the water looks so sparkly
Sunshine almost always makes me die

If I had a tale that I could tell you
I’d tell a tale sure to make you cringe
If I had a wish that I could wish for you
I’d make a wish for nighttime all the while

Sunshine on my shoulders makes me blister
Sunshine in my eyes can make me blind
Sunshine on the water looks so sparkly
Sunshine almost always makes me die
Sunshine almost all the time makes me die
Sunshine almost always (muffled scream)

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Die Gedanken sind frei

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I just read someone describe a metaphysical paradox as imagining a unique object that is both black and white at the same time.  He said you couldn’t do it.

I beg to differ.  Since my (and everyone elses’) mind is an infinite, non-restrictive space, I am easily able to picture, in my mind, a box existing in two different realities.  One in which it is black, the other in which the box is white.  In my infinite mind the box fluctuates between the two realities, thus causing it to be both black and white (and not half black/half white).

It’s like having tea and no-tea (which is a very good source of Brownian motion) at the same time.

The human mind can think of anything.  If it couldn’t, we wouldn’t have a third of the technology we have today.  Or the fictions we read, for that matter.  It is the very fact that we CAN picture things that can’t possibly exist that lead us to create.  Even if what we create can exist, it is based on what can’t.  That’s the beauty.

Thoughts have no boundaries.  They are free to fly where ever they choose.  If that flight goes where things are that are impossible that is called science fiction or fantasy.  The idea that someone can say that a thing cannot be pictured is ludicrous.  Maybe it can’t be pictured by him, but that doesn’t mean that it can’t be pictured by someone.

The depth and breath of human imagination is as vast as the universe itself.

Burn’em, Danno!

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So, Torchwood. I haven’t seen episode 6, “The Middle Men” yet, so this comment is regarding ep. 5 “The Categories of Life”. And yep, we guessed it. Actually my bf suggested that the best way to get rid of people who should be dead is cremation. Of course he was talking about those who’s bodies should no longer be capable of supporting life. Like that burned guy they examined and snipped the head off of in the first episode. Not people who just have terminal illnesses or heart attacks.

Now, the question is…if your body and, more importantly, your brain are completely eradicated can you still be alive according to this miracle? I mean, if there is no physical place for your conciseness to reside are you still alive? Or does is this incineration creating lots of “ghosts” wandering the planet since the conciseness’s of all these people have no home?

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Rex at the Module

I’ll be watching ep. 6 tonight. I don’t know if there are any of these answers, but I doubt it. This is really too much of a…not psychological…maybe metaphysical…problem then this show really deals with. I mean, we’re talking about mass haunting here. Would these people that are now pure conciseness, pure energy, be trying to contact their respective loved ones? Could this miracle be creating a whole new form of human? A being of pure thought. Isn’t that several steps up the evolutionary ladder from where we are now? What a leap! Or am I going WAY beyond where the writers of Torchwood have even dreamed of going. And if so…typical. However, if this is the case, wouldn’t there arise a whole class of people who would want to be incinerated in order to jump those evolutionary rungs? People willing to be burned alive to achieve a true transcendental state. I can see underground places cropping up where they would give you a drug to either knock you out or kill all nerve endings or some other way of removing the sensation of pain and then feeding these people into the crematorium flames. Perhaps this would be a new business for funeral homes.

Speaking of which. There’s a business that would hurt during this miracle. They would only be there to maintain the already buried if they also owned the cemetery. Burning people either for evolutionary growth or to help families of Cat. 1 people avoid turning their loved ones over to the government (in essence: funeral for the still living) would rake in the bucks for these businesses. They could, would, charge more for cremation services then they did before the miracle due to the controversial and probably illegal nature of the act.

Ooo…this show is better than it knows.