Shit th' buni says
"Don't give me the facts. Tell me what happened."
Shit th' buni says
@CoronaCoreanici A) I'm stoned.
B) As a believer in narrativism as a form of magic, when I ask people to tell me the tale, what I want is their interpretation in as close to their internal context as they can share, so that I can try to parse it in my own native spirituality and better understand them as people as an act of devotion. Doing so is an act of love and spiritual openness for me.
C) I'm stoned.
Shit th' buni says
@CoronaCoreanici Nobody lives in the world-that-is, Frame Zero. That is to say, everyone does, but nobody perceives it. Everyone's consciousnesses are made _of_ the universe, and therefore limited in what parts of the universe it can perceive. Nobody perceives the world-that-is. We all only perceive the worlds that our senses are capable of perceiving. Our contexts are inseparable from our sensoria and neural nets. Those may be changed in material, but not in phenomenology.
Shit th' buni says
@CoronaCoreanici But what is the value of replacing world-that-seems with world-that-is? Seems like that's just an erasure of the self, that which defines our uniqueness, our qualia and narratives. I'd rather seek union with and understand the qualia of others in radical intersubjectivity than ask everyone, especially me, to extinguish that spark. I want to be the truest selves I can be, not just a mouthpiece for the universe. I want to have meaning.
Shit th' buni says
@CoronaCoreanici Wonder isn't meaning. Kaleidoscopes are wondrous. Rainbows are wondrous. I can marvel at the majesty of the natural world with the best of them, but it ultimately carries no context of its own. There's no _intent_ behind it, and ultimately it feels hollow to me as a result, like William Gibson's boxmaking robot in Neuromancer. The meaning and value of such splendour must come from within us, else it's just so many leptons in formation.
Shit th' buni says
@CoronaCoreanici For me, at least, the magic in a cloud, a waterfall, or a rainbow isn't in the thing-in-itself, but in the wonder it creates, wonder which itself only exists in the minds of those who behold it. The wonder isn't inherent in the universe, but in the minds of those who perceive and are transformed by such perceptions. We need only look to those who aren't moved by such phenomena, and to know people can be taught to feel it, to know that.
