The most immutable Law of Science is, “With Bacon All Things Are Possible”. Except on Wednesdays.
The dingus is undone by radial prandalism equidistant from the singularity of bacon. You can’t say it’s not possible. Well you can, but please don’t.
Actually, radishes are immune to the Hollandaise Effect since the Radish Wavelength falls below the Critical Threshold of Badstuffhappens. This is why NASA should begin insulting its ships with radish paste in order to prevent quantum vegetable poisoning of the central (but not peripheral) nervous system. NASA is beholden to the meme of No Three Drink Lunches Since The 90’s, and in order for our culture to evolve women need to start buying me drinks more often when I’m out at bars.
You are obviously not into theoretical physics.
Y’all crack me up! What’s not to love about this place?
Comes with complimentary word salad, for your enjoyment!
And yet the more you learn, the less you know!
How long is a piece of string theory?
First the utensil league dispute and now you defame my PMS (Porcine Meat Semi-weekly gorging)?
I say we find some common ground in the name of bacon. A good batch of baked bacon is a thing to behold, and lets people know that you don’t always have to pan fry it.
I say we each make a batch of baked bacon and call it a truce. I may eat it with chopsticks just to avoid further utensil controversy.
Not into the asspay scene. And I’m out of untblays if you know what I mean. How about I give you twenty bucks for gas?
Okay, so I had kind of a trippy thought today.
We’re patterns of chemicals and energy, right? We happen to be self-aware, and the patterns of chemicals and energy (POCAE hereafter) comprising us relate to the rest of the cosmos–to the chemicals and energy everywhere else–via some imperfect pattern-sensing patterns, i.e., our senses.
Magic tricks, of course, play with that imperfection. When a magician does a trick, the POCAE doing the trick is imagining the imperfections within the pattern-sensing patterns of other POCAEs and manipulating patterns of chemicals and energy in order to exploit those imperfections. Other POCAEs perceive imperfectly what’s happening, realize it doesn’t match their preconceived notions of how the cosmos works, and are (if they enjoy magic) delighted by the cognitive dissonance it creates in their minds.
Anyway, I was thinking about this because I was teaching a magic class today. In other words:
I, as a pattern of chemicals and energy, manipulated myself and other chemicals and energy in order to alter the POCAE of my students, such that my students would be able to manipulate themselves and other chemicals and energy in order to alter the POCAE of an audience, all for the purpose of exploiting the imperfect perceptive capabilities of their audience in order to cause cognitive dissonance, and therefore delight.
We’re pretty weird.
Human beings make life so interesting. Do you know, that in a universe so full of wonders, they have managed to invent boredom. --Terry Pratchett
That’s one of the things that I enjoy most about this forum. It’s not so much as so little has to do with what everything is. But it is within our self interest to understand the topography of our lives unto ourselves.
The future states that there is no time other than the collapsation of that sensation, of the mirror of the memories in which we are living. Common knowledge, but important none the less.
As we face fear in these times, and fear is all around us, we also have anti-fear. It’s hard to imagine or measure, the background radiation is simply too static to be able to be seen under the normal spectral analysis.
Huh?
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The future says some things, the past says others. Who are we to believe, Mr. Future or Mr. Past?
I equivocate. I choose to believe everything that everyone says, on the understanding that some day all paradoxes will be resolved by the Aeon Flux. This is a difficult mental state to maintain, and I sometimes resort to banging my head against the buttocks of fainting goats.
Meanwhile, the Flux approaches in its own time, if indeed time exists. the passage of time may be an illusion, or an elaborate ruse by two ethereal pranksters who call themselves Future and Past in furtherance of there scheme.
What if there is only the now? But if that’s the case, why isn’t my head pressed against the buttocks of a goat NOW?
And where did the goat come from? These questions are very troubling.
Uh, can I have my goat back please?
The goat apparently calls himself “Mr. Sprinkles.”
This is quite disconcerting.
I can’t take credit for my last post. It was taken from this Reggie Watts TED talk which I thought was more popular than it is apparently.
Edit to say that he starts speaking English at about the 0:50 mark.
Don’t get me started on property, and whether living beings can be said to “own” or possess other living beings. YOUR goat? What does the goat think? Just because it can’t express an opinion in a way we can understand doesn’t mean it doesn’t have one.
See, now I would have said that clearly the goat owns Bubba.
The goat thinks that he or she has it made.
Protection from predators? Check.
Constant supply of food and water? Check.
Care for any offspring? Check.
Waste removal? Check.
Supply of opposite sex to mate with? Check.
Milking service for the females? Check.
Medical attention for any and all maladies or injuries? Check.
The occasional visit from horny goat herders? Check
People love our cheese even though it really smells like where we pee in the barn? Check.
The U.S. isn’t one of the countries that likes to barbecue goats? Check.
Sounds to me like the human is the bitch in this situation. Unless they sell the goat to the Armenians for eating, then they are food.
Everything that everything is made of is just chemistry and the electronics that make it up, and a bit of physics, which still comes down to particle science.
It’s kind of strange that we can now prove and relate things that our minds can’t really comprehend at all. Comparing a grain of salt and a basketball is one thing, comparing an electron and the known universe is incomprehensible.
How many quintillion or more cells/molecules/atoms combine just to hit a baseball? Then factor in thoughts, psychoses, varied interpretations of reality, and thoughts that a higher power must have made our reality true.
Science is awesome, but we will never know it all, because we can’t ever know it all. The mantis shrimp can see over five times the colors we can see. Dogs can smell up to six times better than a human.
We’d better get used to having our minds blown, because the future is gonna be full of it.