Womb

This is what I'm doing with my surround soul people and curlicue thoughts gravitroned out to make new walls. Kimya Dawson was key in this invocation made tangible. I sank to the floor .... oh someone is at my door.

This is not finished. I am not finishing it now. Maybe tomorrow. Maybe not. I have no idea.

Comments

Anonymous said…
On the use of the word soul: as a strict materialist I deny that I or anyone else has such a thing. I deny it utterly. To use such a word, metaphorically or otherwise, indicates laziness in language or thought. Of course the concept predates both, however, I think it is time for us all to grow up.
DS said…
You can't deny the metaphorical use of a word.
DS said…
Also, I am laziness in language and thought. That's right, me.
Anonymous said…
Well then.
DS said…
Reverse slap.
Anonymous said…
Trihard3, shut the fuck up. Write this shit on your own blog. You aren't even making relevant comments, nor are you brave enough to use your real name. You last few posts have been self-indulgent & arrogant (to say the least). This is not your soap box. Nobody here cares.
DS said…
Sean,

Yes!

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Grizelda said…
wow.. go Sean!
Anonymous said…
Ok - I was a bit harsh then. Sorry. The sentiment still applies, but perhaps not the phrasing.

Ponder this: it is impossible to prove that the soul does not exist. To claim otherwise indicates laziness in language or thought.

If you disagree with me, I challenge you to PROVE that the soul does not exist.
DS said…
I liked the harsh.
Anonymous said…
Who said anything about proof? I said I denied its existence. It is not a matter of belief but of getting things done.

I refer you to Godel's Undecidability Theorem, stone cold mathematical proof that there are some things that can be neither proved nor disproved, but you can prove that there ain't no proof either way.

What is needed is a system for cutting out endless bullshit circular debates and using finite resources to do something useful.

Denial is on occasion a useful thing.

So are metaphors. There is a certain expediency in using them. I use them myself on occasion. The danger is that they are open to misuse and misinterpretation. They are particularly dangerous when they invoke the existence of supernatural beings, objects or forces. The danger is that people ACTUALLY GO AROUND BELIEVING IN SHIT.
Anonymous said…
True, you did not mention proof. I did.

The problem, as I see it, is that both belief or disbelief are matters of faith.

Without proof, your position as a 'strict materialist' is no more or less justified than the position of one who purports to believe in the supernatural.

This is not a problem of course, but it does seriously undermine your criticism of the beliefs of others.

One might say that you come across as something of a fundamentalist.

If your position is just about 'getting things done', then why deny the soul 'utterly'? Surely it makes more sense to say that the question is irrelevant.

In any case, a personal and unsubstantiated total denial of the soul seems a poor foundation for public literary criticism.
Anonymous said…
I take offense to your blatant use of f-words. Except that I don't.

It is a problem. Faith is a big problem. That is my point. Belief and disbelief are problematic, which is why I am working on a position of unbelief.

It is possible to take certain positions and remain critical, it is a matter of not holding any particular position too dearly. We don't wear armour and we don't build fortresses. We don't need good foundations if we keep moving.

Of course fundamentalism is a dirty word. It is a shame that I find myself in this role. It is a shame that true fundamentalists should make this work necessary.

It's not literary. It's not even criticism.

I have to go now and collect scrap metal, it's needed at the front.
Anonymous said…
you gotta have soul.

Spencer has a soul.

and too much time to comment on blogs.
Gemnastics said…
I have a rock-solid belief in souls. I am certain that I have one and that all sentient beings have one. In fact I believe they get recycled, shared out among the sentient beings then tossed back in the mix to be reclaimed further down the track. It is important to nurture your soul, if only for the next being who gets it.

I'm guessing that souls such as those of Hitler and Bush were meant to hang around in the realm of the simple and the predatory, such as the scorpion or the poisonous spiky bubble fish, where resources are fewer and less quantitative damage is possible. But they accidentally slipped through the gates. Or maybe Hitler and Bush share the same soul. I hope this particular soul goes back to where it belongs.

For next time around I hope to inherit the soul of a toy poodle. They have lovely souls.
Anonymous said…
And when you sneeze, that's your soul trying to escape. Saying "God bless you" crams it back in!
Gemnastics said…
ah. you are of the sandwish crust = curly hair and wanking = blindness ilk.
Anonymous said…
No, I'm of the sarcastic Simpsons quoting ilk, and sandwich is spelt with a 'c'.
Gemnastics said…
indeed it is. before right now i did not know that. no wonder people look at me strangely all day, they believe i am wishing for sand, fantasising sahara. i thank you for enlightening me.
Anonymous said…
Wow. That's good. Imagine going up to the snackbar counter and ordering a nice fresh sandwish. It'd be beautiful. They'd bring you out a dreamy oasis, hammock and all. Or perhaps even your very own Cave of Wonders in miniature, replete with tiny magical lamp!

There could even be desert ponies. Though I'm thinking that joyous frolicking camels are more likely.

Maybe they could have some wings? And one of those big, beefy arms? It'd look nice, coming out of his neck there.
Anonymous said…
http://www.songfight.org/artists/hans_gruber_ultimate_villain.jpg
DS said…
My sandwish is for desert ponies, a large tent with cushions, lanterns and Alan Rickman.
Gemnastics said…
several people have a thing for alan rickman. i don't see it myself, possibly because jon garrett (co-host of the spinning room, notorious nob) has a bit of the rickman in him. i believe retro has a penchant for the man of rick.

my sandwish used to be for the fine, powdery kind of sand only found on remote islands. then i went to a remote island and that shit is sticky, it gets into all the places where one has the opposite of a sandwish. my sandwish is for the Middle Path of sandness on a fantastic island, not too remote because there must be a cocktail bar. Middle Path of sand is neither talcum-esque, or the gravelly kind found on dirty british 'beaches' (that shit looks more like industrial dirt).

i will allow camels and or ponies.
DS said…
I do not disallow camels. Jon Garrett does have a bit of the Rick about him and I found that confusing, I was repulsed and aroused in equal measure when he looked down my top, I should say each time he looked down my top.
Gemnastics said…
i forgot you had met the garrett. now i'm not sure if it was you or retro who picked the rickman resemblance.
Anonymous said…
oh dear Alan Rickman reminds me of your dad Dale!
DS said…
That can not possibly be true! My Dad is nothing like Alan Rickman!!!!! I need more exclamation marks!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Anonymous said…
I am just saying. It is problematic to use a vague supernatural metaphor for what is a completely mundane, mechanical phenomenon emerging from the interaction of complex systems.

I invented reductionism myself, I take full credit.

http://www.songfight.org/music/morescience/mycc_morescience.mp3
Gemnastics said…
this person is rather boring.
DS said…
Did you just threaten to kill me using science?

That's not ideal, you know how I feel about science. I'm going rogue, its about time I took care of this problem.
Anonymous said…
Right. Okay.

Here's how it went down.

I read a bunch of comments.

Having been encouraged to do so, I decided to comment further. It is diverting, I had free time this morning.

Someone had mentioned songfight.org, it is a website I have enjoyed in the past, partly due to a connection with Achewood. I linked a song that I like (it is also an Achewood reference) without considering the full lyric content of the song.

As for all the ill-informed philosophical crap, it's just a bunch of ideas I'm interested in at the moment.

The thing about subtext is sometimes it's NOT EVEN THERE.
DS said…
Well I invented the cow, that's better than reductionism.

Yes, Achewood had occurred but it still sounded like you were threatening to kill me with science. That would be a fitting end to my sorry tale.