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The Journey of Eurydice

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for I am a fool, and thou art nothing...
3 November 1983
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I am a bellydancer, "the kind of person to whom things happen," "the diva of all nerds," and "a rather exceptional female." I may be wrong, but I'm never boring. Someone once called me an intellectual, but I don't suffer such grandiose pretensions. More accurately, I'm a nerd. I'm interested in cerebral subjects that glasses-wearing shut-ins like. Just because we play grown-up by gaming over dinner and a bottle of wine doesn't make us "intellectuals."

I am highly political and politically incorrect. I am a rational anarchist (see below) - which is a fancy phrase for an opportunist who takes full responsibility for all her own actions and the resulting repercussions; it means I know I'm free and I know nothing comes for free. I have strong opinions but don't waste my time getting offended by people who disagree. I'm not interested in being cool, nor subscribing to the anti-cool fascism to which Hot Topic markets. I think what I think, and if you waste the breath to comment on how "typical" or "unusual" it is, I will probably deem you too stupid to talk to. I have a somewhat inaccurate manner of using the word "stupid", often substituting it for "uneducated," "tedious," or "doesn't use Google first." Contrary to popular dating etiquette, I find it useful to make my standards and disagreeable traits explicitly known right off the bat, so people with whom it won't work can avoid wasting their time.

I'm only-somewhat-secretly an utter hippie. I actually love everyone and everything; including the people I won't put up with. No man is completely evil, and some parts of "I love you" never become lies. I identify strongly with "omniquantism," ("If God is omnipotent and all things are possible, then it is possible that all religions are correct at the same time!" - freefall.purrsia.com) pantheistic solipsism ("Pantheism and solipsism. Between the two of them you can explain anything." - Stranger In A Strange Land, Robert Heinlein. Read it someday soon.) and the "Six Wise Men of Indostan" (Google and read it now. It's not that long.) I believe that "Shiva split himself into a million million parts, so that he might have friends." (google "the little soul and the sun." also not that long.) Everything's right, everyone's wrong, and it's all just a figment of my imagination, and I'm just a figment of yours, anyway. Thou art god. Share water, darlings! I identify with Eurydice, the mythical stereotype of the devoted woman. Loyaulte me lie. Through hell, Orpheus, to prove the ideal of unconditional love. "And even though I know that everything might go downhill from here, I'm not afraid..."

If you followed any of that, you'll know why we should be friends.

I founded my journal as a literary magazine, and thus I post things I think will be on interest value to those reading. There are mostly "articles" (editorials, introspections, observations, judgements as well as interpersonal, psychological and philosophical theories etc) with a small amount of art and fiction and a good handful of choice comedic bits. It's offensive, disrespectful, straightforward, thoroughly researched and considered, sometimes mastrubatorially pseduo-intellectual, and sometimes really fucking funny.

Above all, it's designed for other people to read. It's my soapbox, my puplit, and I'm not going to waste your time with laundry lists of what I did today, large and brightly colored quiz results, or one sentence inside jokes drunkenly posted via TxtLJ. I keep that crap minimal or filtered, anyway.

I'm no more right than you are, but contrariwise, no more wrong...

“A rational anarchist believes that concepts such as ‘state’ and ‘society’ and ‘government’ have no existence save as physically exemplified in the acts of self-responsible individuals. He believes that it is impossible to shift blame, share blame, distribute blame . . . as blame, guilt, responsibility are matters taking place inside human beings singly and nowhere else. But being rational, he knows that not all individuals hold his evaluations, so he tries to live perfectly in an imperfect world . . . aware that his effort will be less than perfect yet undismayed by self-knowledge of self-failure.”


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Six wise men of Indostan
To learning much inclined,
Went to see the Elephant
(Though all of them were blind),
That each by observation
Might satisfy his mind.

The First approached the Elephant,
And happening to fall
Against his broad and sturdy side,
At once began to bawl:
"God bless me! but the Elephant
Is very like a wall!"

The Second, feeling of the tusk
Cried, "Ho! what have we here,
So very round and smooth and sharp?
To me `tis mighty clear
This wonder of an Elephant
Is very like a spear!"

The Third approached the animal,
And happening to take
The squirming trunk within his hands,
Thus boldly up he spake:
"I see," quoth he, "the Elephant
Is very like a snake!"

The Fourth reached out an eager hand,
And felt about the knee:
"What most this wondrous beast is like
Is mighty plain," quoth he;
"'Tis clear enough the Elephant
Is very like a tree!"

The Fifth, who chanced to touch the ear,
Said: "E'en the blindest man
Can tell what this resembles most;
Deny the fact who can,
This marvel of an Elephant
Is very like a fan!"

The Sixth no sooner had begun
About the beast to grope,
Than, seizing on the swinging tail
That fell within his scope.
"I see," quoth he, "the Elephant
Is very like a rope!"

And so these men of Indostan
Disputed loud and long,
Each in his own opinion
Exceeding stiff and strong,
Though each was partly in the right,
And all were in the wrong!


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