Mereology of Aesthetics

As with cartooning, the ideas and conceptions adapted to for a new state of creation.

Reduction flatpacking to establish holism with the attempt to move the improvised beats to scenes, to sequences, to acts, to a completed novel. All this relationism, from coherentism to incoherentism, and all those effects rest on the imagined dogmas present under the legalese of fiction.

All in suspension of the fiction.

trying to measure virality

The ideals travel without concrete form, unmeasurable concepts.

Often it's nothing; often it's everything. It's an external macro phenomenon of it.

Unable to grasp.

You are forgiven for your bad opinions

There are people that are never convinced.

Bit the golden apple, shoot themselves in the foot, litigate silly doomed cases.

Yet a kind and generous couch, can overlook those mistakes. Those errors

Everbody, except the ones not my Christmas card list, can be water under the bridge.

Well, except the ones who claim freindship rather than be a acquaintance. Or doesn't scab union stuff or copyright doctrinares/trolls.

status/situation of centrist status swirls

Hey, wanna be banal? Want to have no opinion? Want to be nothing?

It's easy money, a sinicure, a cush job.

Merely exist, then wait till death.

What's that? No opinion.

Well, that's what a clerk happens to do, or what happens with low self-esteem.

Sit on the fence, try to be proud, yet not, and take the commodification word too seriously with amoral patterns. There are hills to die on, and the one that claims and ontologises everything and nowhere on a base of solipsism arrives at nowhere, with an opportunistic meliorism with that mentality.

Oof.

Do self-defeats matters?

Pedantic consistencies that make way for intellectual victory and self-defeats; not all self-defeats matter, only the most foundherent ones.

According to the way of saying so, when hornets' nests are kicked, when the direct accusations hit and the hunting gets under one's own skin.

Yet, with the masses, they do seem to matter. From mob rule to normalised good ideas, they do exist all the time, with no adultism or condescension.

The only way is to move through and see if all that little points build together.

(Of course, with litigations. The coherency and consistency matter more there.)

Not all tantrums are worth it

Certain arguments are meant to continue, held in a circle of audience capture.

What's a self-referential feedback loop, self-contained? 

Thousands of curses, thousands of crys, thousands of going down the line.

Then there's really than real, or verisimilitude as the likeness of likeness; I prefer respect out of a duty fervour.

The lies, the truths, the ways that they weave when I curate and place a moment of reprieve.

Why do I tip down when I go round an ruminate? Then there's the moment where it's brought back, and I'm stuck within Parkinson's law.

There it goes, down, down and right the way around. I'm looking at something realer than real. Is that what consciousness is within the head of an impossible argument to transcend and to touch an abstract visualisation from the concrete reality? That's hyper-reality.

Not a touch.

Ain't pleasent enough

All those minor iterations and alterations, of somewhat could be considered.

Little bit here, no, remove one here.

Move and make it to the end.

Not the end, and all the way it's like that.

No,

Yeah,

The ideas work here.

Then what's visualised, then what's here.

The work or hobby craft

little bit of hands

Little left

done


( wow, Seth is still rambling, Why am I still fumbling.)

What is the best craft for the illiterate?

What is the best heuristic that respects Occam's razor more likely? Or the deflationist's first impression of creating the finest grape juice? The highest artificially

Appealing to the short, illiterate feedback loops of erotic perversions for the sake of it.

Then there's the logograms, of not exaggerating the exaggerated, to not lead into hyperbolic messages.

Well, the simple first impression does make sense with the direct advertiser it's making that way.

Simple front impressions.

Bip bip bip.

can't simply be

When not playing a character of virtue or pleasure. Reductionistic or holistic.

Deontological for searching for a truth comes.

Then the duty will come for it.

To serve and follow along with others within hermeneutic circles with their shared interpellations and ideological patterns.

With that obligation unbinding, natural organisms cooperate together.

You must come to comprehension with ethics, of utilitarianism, deontology, and even virtue; that's important for any student wanting to understand the humanity that's been built.

Deon in legalism, Utility in vegan ethics, and virtue within wellness/self-help entertainment.

w specification of spectacle

Winners

Those who fight

Those who dance

Those who clash

Those who smack

Those who Slap

Those who Spectacle

Fictional transcendence comes at a price, the act of dominion of affliation become and new industry

(Reading Guy Debord, will get back up)

Bopkins Cannibis Addiction

 During his teens, one blunt.

The vibe smooth and otherwordly of the hybrids and the upscale valleys.

Smellz like a distorted sage plant, hints of cinnamon. Rolled up in a packet of blunt RAW papers sent through a gas station store.

One barbes lick of the swirling odours, this does not hurt. Best prepare three more, hope couch gregor does not notice.

Bottom shelf, by the phone.

Did not attend the general strike

Such posers

Ad hominening the scab callout, it going to back

Are they the ones, cui bono

They, friend/ememy fair weather, shilling to the center

To the spectacle, I'm the helpless spectator.

Forced to consume the spectacle of suicide, yet brought to make it total.

Totalising with my rage.

All ill will, all curses, to the falling into a digger. On the net, dies not matter who's pointing at who.

Cui Bono points to the scab unio-

Bohemian flirts

Play around.

In the park.

With my mates.

Fireplace.

Cardboard queen burns.

Dancing pagan mask.

The tent of 20s air.

Crick crick crick.

No lock on traffic/circle of platforms

So that with our systems, with the distribution of moving and going into the way of life.

The back and forth of the fundamentals of platforms can't be traced back, a series of direct responses that lead towards.

This is the leap, or the other jump into another platform that happens with another line of work. Getting into a village of our own ways to make sense of this hybrid of tensions along with the domain of knowledge and the affiliations.

There's no fixed point anymore, no fixed credentialism.

So it begins again.

The Tension of our Gradual impressions

Such is the desire, from the shifting mote on the concentration of consciousness, ascribed to memory with prioritisation on the back of our mind.

Drip, drip, dripping into being and through the synapses to the end.

Then with the being into finalising, an attraction occurs, or well, a view that is.

Can never tell what's out there, lucky me.

Welp, Atleast the microbloggers now.

Theos Misanthropy

In his quest of a deranged, purity ideal. Theo's obsessiveness has led him into odd directions..

Internal moments, human into ground and we define groundness into earth as we see such crazed passions of faith, interwovan of devotions to a divinty of transcendtal sacredness.

Sweet devotions.

The three triforce of Americana/Britannica

All under the law of copyright, will our creative labour be made asunder in alienated conflict.

Welcome to the Oligarchical lands of the western shooty lands of gangsters and whipshooters.

 Welcome to the Snooty Poshy land of the aloofers and the shoutys.

Welcome.

In unison.

In Hustle

In Crunch

In the Poshie and Salesman

In the Dregs, Wazzocks and Hacks.
We've got a land of what may

Of the corny "You like all the killing"

Or the way it illuminates

Or the way it obscurses

A cacophony of screaming brainrot roblox

A cacophony of swirling amusement delirium

Pragma/Dogma

Pragma Business or State to the community, or exclusion of intellectual and artistic endeavours, empirical in its fundamentals (Epistme)

(Art as in creative arbitrariness, from prescribed norms?)

Dogma means opinion or philosophical tenet. Idealistic in its coherence. (Techne )

Oh, This is a thing I'm considering looking up Stanford philosophy, there's something about it with the love of writing that I found irresistible.

Curate = direct response

Simple observation, yet goes unnoticed on a micro-level.

Everybody online wants to be curated, want to be selected, yet nobody wants, from the entering in the arena of social media.

Then this extremophile place where they act like the celebs they want, to the informal or formal curation, the matter of what.

The only place to escape the rhetorical centre is to do it personal and not post. The right to be forgotten can't escape these bounds.

You can't be better than the form, the respect of it.

Now that's constraint and framing.

Intrinsic/undepictable Instrumental/ineffable

 The duality of the cartoonist, of ideal words and physical pictures.

Typographic and televisual.

Such states of a cartoonist must depict, and then describe and prescribe.

The amount of the unidentifiable of the otherness down the engine of reality, aesthetic qualie that through the relationalism. Along with what led into a holistic expression.

Then, with illustrative/literary synthesis, an art of risk rather than holding others' attention.

It's so easy to track to eyeballs and action. Direct response.

Such is the generation, and accumulation of data, from the literary maxim, ( presuming they are acting is good, existential faith ) then it's underscore of the status relation.

From the pornographers to punditry shouting matches, there is the personal little station, those little platforms.