OpenBrain

This is where comments, questions and concerns should be posted. Great reflections are especially welcome. If you just want to mess around with it like me, then that's fine too. After all, it's all about craziness here! Enjoy. P.S. Pictures me like as well as brainstorming, or just logs of what you did today [not mandatory, just saying if that's what you guys feel like doing. It's a free-for-all throwdown of creativity here after allXP

=WHY CISCO AND I //WILL NOT// TAKE HALLUCINOGENS= I was expecting to go through a long and arduous proof of this proposition. It took me five minutes to find this, and maybe ten to read through and understand it. []

What Aldous finds is that the drugs only make everyday things more vivid. The reason I feel we should not hypothetically partake in the illegal drug trade (putting aside the illegal part, and any moral implications) is that these are things that I already experience, without pharmacological aids. Our original idea of what hallucinogens do to us, according to the Huxley piece, is based solely off fantasy. The things we will see will not be like a dream in reality (PERCEIVED reality!!), but more like a really crappy impressionist painting, or a Pollock painting. My expectation was that these drugs were going to have an ultimately harmful effect, but they don't seem to. They would certainly isolate the user from the rest of his world, as he would be much too focused on the "beauty" he sees (which actually is a coincidental tangent to Descartes' //Meditations on First Philosophy,// in that the drug would be like the demon. It would help the demon deceive me [Cartesian philosophy is mainly egocentric]. You [Cisco] wish to see the universe as it truly is, but you will only stray further from reality if you escape into drugs).

There are other ways to see amazing things to draw inspiration from. The expectation is that you would see things you wouldn't see anywhere else, or couldn't imagine yourself, when in actuality, the mind creates images solely based on images already seen, as also described by Descartes. Blind people cannot conjure full images in their minds. It may be possible to imagine contours, as they can feel around to find texture and shape, but it just isn't possible for a blind person to understand colors. Anything you imagine is not original, but derived. The combination of known images and words and smells and tastes and textures is what creates original things. So, if it can be seen or imagined on drugs, it can be seen without them. It may be a whole lot easier to see those things with drugs, but with legality and morality being an obstacle, as well as the improbability of obtaining them, it's for the best if we attempt to find these things unaided.

I wholeheartedly approve of the use of caffeine, however. In small doses, but I definitely do approve of it. I had some caffeinated water this one time. It was odd. I prefer caffeinated beverages that have a distinct taste. Cause otherwise it just feels weird. 1349901922

Although, my dear Sulbliminalist, we as humans are blind creatures, subject to the will of the demon. In fact, you cannot be certain of this, as stated by my uncertainty principle. I derived it from my essay on why nothing exists/matters, and that more or less refutes your steadfast claim. Oh and cafeine leads to a dependence as well, and I believe my enlightenment elixir in the morning is considerably superior. And we are aided all the time, as we are relying on the work of others, not just our own, in our doomed quest to understand as much as possible. Re-read mine essay, please, sir-Free Man

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It pains me to see no additions, Gate-Keeper of the **Walden** Forest and Knight of the **Parlier** lineage [As well as you, **Richard**us the Titan]. **B**estower of the Conceptually Wondrous, as an Instructor of the Higher Education, feel free to do as you wish, as there are no obligations for thou [not that it is implied you would have to carry out any given "commands"]. I have not logged any entries for today, unfortunately, since I did not get a chance to fully space out throughout the day, and after school will be more often than not out of the question [a thousand apologies, but my subconscious wanders off from my sights, so I spend my time either doing homework, looking up colleges, or gaming/drawing. If you really want me to, I will write in pages of my zoning out ventures. For now, bear with me. Till all are one!

By the way, Bestower, what I mentioned in class was this: Here's a link to a site with a pdf overview of the equations []

Anyway, these equations describe the motion behavior of fluids. They mentioned them in a Discover or Scientific American article somewhere, but I don't recall exactly when and where. I thought it was pretty interesting and deserved to be asked about a physics buff.

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=**Boredom:**=

Boredom. I am so extremely bored right now. My mind is searching for entertainment. It's slowly withering away from lack of content. My brain need a daily workout to stay in tip-top shape, but what does boredom really mean? I think humans are the only animals to experience boredom. All other animals have many activities they could being doing, like surviving! Other animals have instincts, and those instincts don't allow them to be lollygagging around! Humans, on the other hand, can waste time. They can enjoy their lack of activity, because they are at the top of the food chain! What is there to worry about? Humans sudden lack of interest in their surrounding is quite interesting to me. Of course, I am diagnosed with depression, so I feel this boredom much more than your typical human, but it still intrigues me. Why do I suddenly lose interest in everything around me? Nothing seems interesting. I have plenty of things I COULD do, but I choose not to. Why? I am bored. We have all had these moments. Mine usually involve my parents.

"Mom, I'm bored."

"Go play a game! Go outside! Go do something!"

"but I'm bored...I don't want to"

Many times, I don't even try to fix my boredom. I just sit around thinking about how bored I am. Most of the time, I turn to the internet. Oh sweet, sweet internet, how I love thee. I swear the internet only makes me MORE bored, but oh well. This is a really weird and random post... It was just a stream of consciousness post, so sorry if it's just weird. I'd like to see how others feel about boredom. 'Cause sometimes it is very curious, indeed.

- Nisse

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This is what I thought. I figured some other animals get bored, but we can't really analyze their behaviors the same way we can analyze our own. In the wild I doubt we would be bored either because we would always need to find food and shelter and protect ourselves from nature. So in captivity animals probably get bored. Which begs the question... Is our civilized, developed, and modern lifestyle a form of self-induced captivity?

- Waldo

=Happiness?=

I struggle everyday with depression. Yep. I don't really mind talking about it. I'm a pretty open person, and there has been something on my mind more and more lately. What is it like to NOT be depressed? I want to know. If someone could explain it, that'd be awesome, but how can you explain what 'normal' feels like if you don't know what not being 'normal' feels like.

I want to know what it's like to not feel apathetic towards things and not hate life. I see so many people who are so happy all the time, and it baffles me. I don't understand. It drives me mad, because I will never understand. I don't think I can every truly be cured of my depression. I think I can only learn how to cope with it. It's unfortunate, but it's the truth.

I want to know what it's like to wake up and WANT to go out and enjoy the day, but instead all I know is the feeling of wanting to sleep forever. I want to know what optimism feels like. I've never been an optimistic person, and I don't think I ever will be. What's it like to not be the 'debbie downer' of the group? I want to know. I need to know. I know I will never actually know, but it still bothers me.

If I try to force happiness and optimism, it just repulses me. It's an act; it's not real. There are times where, yes, I am truly happy and enjoying life, but it doesn't last. I understand that no one is 100% happy 24/7, but I do know that people's happiness is usually greater than their unhappiness, whereas mine is the opposite.

I want to know! Oh, how badly I want to know, but I never will, which only makes me more depressed :P weird how that works.

-Nisse