Phi11y’s P-Hines{T} /> #Hardcore PHant-[O]m$: Part Three, Chapter Fourteen

Excerpts from r(E)volutionized contributor John Corry’s satire Phi11y’s P-Hines{T} /> #Hardcore PHant-[O]m$

Physical front, back and spine of Corry’s Phi11y’s P-Hines{T} /> #Hardcore PHant-[O]m$.

Physical front, back and spine of Corry’s Phi11y’s P-Hines{T} /> #Hardcore PHant-[O]m$.

1/7/19, 5:41 pm EST

By John Corry

From the flap:

“Imagine if Tom Wolfe had been born in 1975 and instead of writing 'Radical Chic and Mau-Mauing the Flak Catchers' in 1970, he'd have written a book about the state of society and it's obsession with social media, internet fame and all of the intricacies that go along with it. On shrooms. Using Chuck Palahniuk's 'Pygmy' as his sole piece of inspiration.... you'd have John Corry's 'Phi11y's P-Hines[T] /> #Hardcore Phant-[O]m$'.” -Travis Besecker (author and comedy writer)

After 19-year-old reformed gang member Randall Gähstŭr is brutally murdered at the start of the Baltimore riots of 2015, the subsequent investigation leads both his former closest friends and the two very different special agents assigned to investigating the case into a web of conspiracy involving everything from police corruption, to global world domination, to manipulated/unnecessarily clung-to gang violence (relatively defined), war, and, eventually /> r(E)volution.

Every Monday and Friday, we’ll be releasing 1-2 chapters of r(E)volutionized contributor John Corry’s Phi11y’s P-Hines{T} /> #Hardcore PHant-[O]m$. You check it out here, get a free PDF here, or check it out on Amazon, or Barnes and Noble.



April 28th, 2015

11:49 p.m.

Palmer approached the precinct–his old job building–and the place where Ràbbani Jaáfar was temporarily being held. Bush behind bush he went, sporadically breaking for the next one when he thought no one was looking, trying to be as nonchalant as he could, and doing absolutely terribly at it. Some passersby (o.O), a couple engaged to be married in a few months (xxD), saw him, thought that he was some type of crazy whack-job mad physicist or some shit, and they made a comment about it, figuring that he couldn’t hear them from where they were, but he did, so he made this little “uh!” sound, which made them notice him even more, but by the time they looked over again he was already out from behind the bush with his hands in his pockets, his collar raised to almost above his head, looking insanely #non-suspicious #Sarcasm?(#NoWay) , whistling and shifting his head and eyes gaily around the sky

If he got caught, he was fucked, he knew that. As he squatted behind that last bush before the station’s entrance, he wondered what his next move should be: ‘If I run up to the door and break it down, surely I will seem mad if anyone sees, but all the back doors must be being watched! With cameras, just like these front doors have right here … s($)hit, I didn’t think about the cameras!!!! ><… I dunno though, maybe Officer Ass, son of Congressman Ass-bitch-maiden of Arizona (congressman Ass), forgot to put the cameras on. He’s such a dumbass, although that’s a little fucked up of me to say–very fucked up actually–as it degraded both the character of a man whom I don’t truly know all that well, and the people who are reasonably offended by that word[1]

Is it that fucked up if it’s true?!–

‘Yea, that’s probably my best bet, dumbass Arizona raised redneck-retard[2], probably doesn’t even believe in proven climate change–I mean: smartest human ever–forgot to put the cameras on. I’ll try that out.’

He went up to the front door like nothing was wrong, again whistling to himself (♩♩♬), again with his hands in his pockets, and again with his collar raised far above his neckline, found that the door was unlocked. As he walked in, he gave the camera a close middle finger with a ‘fuck you’ gesture #FuckYouMiddleFinger , real tough guy-like, just for shits and–

Strangely, there was no one in the entering room…


Usually at this time of night there would have been a secretary, or a janitor, or someone gathering her or his things to leave for the night, but there was indeed no one there /> not a soul. And yet, all of the lights were on! All of the doors were open, and this was whence Palmer realized that all of the little red dots on all of the cameras were absent–not there, not ‘turned on’ (:( )–implying that there was no recording going on in that place at that moment (take that NSA!). The welcome desk, which was never supposed to be empty, was indeed: empty.

He made his way through the station, the copper room (the office room, where the officers’ desks, and working areas, were), where his old desk still resided, empty :’(. Every desk light was still on; as if literally no one thought that it might be a good idea to close up for the night.

He got to the back of the room, and looked at the back halls. ‘How are all of these lights still on?!’ he wondered to himself with a SCREAM (!!!) =O. ‘And how is Jerry the Janitor not here?!’ Jerry the Janitor was always there at that time of night; he was pretty much Palmer’s best friend throughout his short time at the 14th and 1/6th precinct of Philadelphia, PA. Every day, he’d talk to him when he (Jerry the Janitor) would show up for work at 6 in the evening, and he frequently told Palmer that he was usually there until at least midnight, often even later. Palmer found it shitty that he always had to stay so late, but Jerry the Janitor confirmed that it was perfectly alright. He liked what he did, and he knew it was a job that had to be done. Would have been nice if he could feed his starving kids from it though (Mrs. Jerry-the-Janitor’s cancer may have put the family into some financial trouble #ButTheyDeservedIt,Tho,R-ight? ) …


,|, ,|, ,|,

Palmer passed Jerry’s heavy-duty floor washer/cleaner. Jerry was nowhere in sight. The cleaner was right in the middle of the hallway, still plugged in, engine still rolling.

‘Very strange…’


Finally, he turned the corner, went down the hall, and walked through the doors into the two-sided interrogation room, also the room just before the entrance to the holding cells. It was one of those kinds of interrogation rooms where you could see directly through from the one side, the side that the cops and detectives would watch from, but through the other side, where the interview would take place, it just looked like a black wall.

And this was where Palmer began to think that he was officially losing his mind.

;\\ ;\\\\\ ;;;;\\\\;\;\;;\\\\\\\\\


On the other side of the glass sat a single man in a crappy metal chair in front of a single, flimsy, easily transportable table–the only physical thing in the room aside from the two chairs on opposing sides, and the chains–maybe only five feet by five feet in size. The door leading inside was wide open. In the middle of the table was a small empty cup used for taking pills in a hospital like situation, and a half drunken glass of ice water /> and some cigarettes–

Palmer liked cigarettes…


Palmer observed the man. He sat peacefully, his corn rowed hair flowing with the air-conditioning like with the wind or a very powerful blowing machine (air conditioning in April??? #Torture! #ShutDownGuantanamo,Terrorists ). Palmer was so shocked and enamored (=O) that he almost knocked over the camera on a stand to his right, looking through the glass and overlooking the whole interrogation room. He was about to let it slide before he noticed that its red dot was obviously on: the only working video recorder on the premises, meaning />

It was recording (yea, okay, NSA, you always win x( ).

Palmer approached the door slowly. Inside, Jaáfar made no movement. His hands were cuffed and attached to a chain hooked onto a nail as a thick stake in the ground a dozen feet away from his own very uncomfortable-looking chair. Palmer had never seen anything like that before… The nail and the hole into which it was dug were both very unkempt and terribly badly done, but they were definitely quite ‘in-there’. Jaáfar had a chain around his neck, and his hands and feet were shackled as well, all to that shitty stake coming out of nowhere in the middle of the ground.


Palmer sat down. After a few seconds of despair, where his eyes were closed ><, and his head parallel to the ground, Palmer finally looked up and at the Man Across the Table #The-ManAcrossTheTable .

There was silence.

Palmer figured Jaáfar would be the first to speak :/.

He wasn’t–

There was />



… … …




“Aight, tha’ fuck is going on here?”

Jaáfar smiled :), and didn’t reply right away, crossed his fingers (on his hands :/), and leaned forward. Once rested on the table (his hands), he moved forward to bring those dark sunglasses covering his eyes into a glare that he didn’t seem to mind or notice.

Palmer continued to stare–


“I dunno what you mean, man–”

What?” Palmer gasped. “The lights are all on, the doors are all open. You’re wearing sunglasses at 11:30 at night–”


Jaáfar picked up the pack of cigarettes and scurried one out of the pack. He lit it with his hands still cuffed, leaned far back in his chair, blew out his first hit with bliss.

“I guess they had an idea you might be coming,” he said.

Palmer was confused. What was Jaáfar doing sitting in this room all by himself?! He was a prisoner, practically a prisoner of war by this point with all of his history with the FBI, this was no way to treat such a high profile subject, especially considering how much the US government liked to beat people almost to death (Xp), and it was certainly no way to leave the precinct where he was being temporarily held (or any precinct for that matter).

Former Special Agent Palmer got up, and checked the locks on all of Jaáfar’s chains. Fine, they all were #Yoda #StarWars #TalkingBackwards . Jaáfar wasn’t getting out of them without some type of external help like an ax or a gun or another person.

After examining his subject one more time, Palmer retreated to the door leading to the holding cells–

All of the cell doors were open and empty. There were bullet holes and large streaks of blood along the stoned wall, especially in the area closest to the clerk’s desk, quite a lot of blood, but no dead bodies. Said cubicle at the start of the room (the clerk’s desk), where a few guards were, again, always supposed to be watching over the prisoners, was abandoned, but still had several candles lit, and the computer was still on. Palmer took a peek at it, saw that it was frozen on the picture of him looking up at the camera outside the main entrance from the street, on his way in just a mere few moments ago, giving it the finger #FuckYou,MiddleFinger .

Palmer went back to Jaáfar–

“There’s no one here,” Jaáfar told him.

“What happened?”

“Some Vio-lence[4]. This is America though, so it’s not like that shouldn’t be assumed.”

Palmer wasn’t sure of what to say.

“Not just America.”

Jaáfar nodded affirmatively. He seemed to be in quite the deep contemplative thought by now, in a noticeably different mood than he was only a minute ago, before Palmer left so quickly to investigate the holding cells.

“Some people came in, and let the prisoners out,” Jaáfar told him. “They had a deal with the guards, all of them except for one, who started a battle and got himself injured. At my request, they didn’t kill the guy. Dragged him out to the back, he’s probably still out there now, though I can’t imagine he’s doing very well. He got shot and stabbed in the stomach a good number of times.”

“Who came in?”

“There was only one man that I saw, he had long hair and a beard and he was wearing sunglasses and a t-shirt with some band logo on it that was completely unreadable. I don’t know who he was. The guards immediately unlocked everyone the moment they arrived. The whole thing went by in… maybe six minutes, and there was not violence whatsoever until the very end.”

“Did you have anything to do with this?”


“How was this single man let in all by himself? To an active Police Station in one of the most populated cities on the East Coast?”

“As I said, there was more than just the one man, and they had a deal–”

 “At the very least, Jerry the Janitor is here until fucking midnight,” Palmer once again rudely interrupted (and ignored (o.O)). “Working late, working hard, for no pay, all so that billionaires can turn us into mindless profiteering robots who turn even love into nothing more than a number ($). Not only that, but every time I’ve ever been here at this time, there was always at least three cops or detectives in the same boat, staying late, working hard, likely only so that they could imprison and defile the entire human race, but we can forget about that for the time being, just /> that’s a very long conversation. Are you telling me that everyone was paid off by this ‘mystery man’ with the beard, the shitty black metal band t-shirt, and the totally useless *AlwaysTheMostUseless sunglasses?”

Jaáfar made an ‘over-dramatic’ sigh.

“Tonight is a special night,” he said as he took another puff of his cig.

“Why did they leave you here?”

“I asked them to. In a way–”


Jaáfar put his cigarette out and rustled in his seat. He was clearly a little frustrated.

“It’s Palmer, right?” he asked. Palmer hesitated.


“Special Agent Palmer?”

Former Special Agent Palmer nodded affirmatively.


#TheCircleOfOffense (#The#BecauseYou’reAllIdiots<3) [5]

“Mr. Palmer, I believe you to be a new kind of pseudo-social justice warrior, who thinks and feels as though she is thinking when she is actually feeling, and who, then, as a result of this personal offense against her own intellect, masked as its opposite[6], forces others to behave in the same manner–as a blind, egotistical ‘righteousness-enforcer’–through the veil of a subconscious natural need implied by evolution to progress the species forward emotionally just as much as technically[7].

“When being ‘offended’, or getting ‘triggered’, makes it okay to sacrifice intellect and intelligence for the sake of feeling and emotion–again, even when justified, or for the ostensible continued sanity of the Individual, or even when apparently necessary for the progression of the species[8]–at the accidental cost of free speech[9], and the cancellation of an inherent logical reasoning[10] arguing that hate is not combatted by hate, nor unwarranted hate with warranted hate[11]–one must forget, as a natural side effect, the fact that that same single-minded hate so propagated by the first’s being actively offensive in the first place is only combatted–through simple relationships[12]–by its True Absolute Opposite: warm, open minded love, even for the worst of people[13]; and, sometimes (and: more often than not, surprisingly :) /> ‘open-intellect’, even in the form of nothing more than a blind laugh.


“This ‘being offended’ forces one to subconsciously sacrifice one’s dignity while essentially making one think that one’s actually gaining in it. On a psychological level, it fools a person into thinking she is making some type of grand societal benefit, though proudly ignorant of the balance needed between Society and Individual (and the balance needed within those two things themselves) in order for that change to happen /> and to then manifest itself as a constant, meaning: this ‘being offended’ not only suffocates the radiance of the Individual within the Individual, but also the infinite number of possibilities within the infinity as-so conduced by evolving biological intellect (the fact that intellect is always growing). Not only that, but it rids others of their potential for this, as well as of their simple intelligence, as well. This is evidenced by the fact that anytime someone is offended, it starts a chain reaction, a reaction in which people just get more and more passionately offended, who are then necessitated to more vehemently defend her or his views–right or wrong–without sympathy, and without any type of waver for any kind of understanding for the other person’s Individualized experiences, simply out of a biological need to defend one’s self[15].

“I call it the Circle of Offense. You may be completely right to be offended by something–Absolutely Justified–but through your inability to listen, although you have every right, and (emotional and technical[16]) reason not to do so; through your inability to allow yourself to think for yourself after you’ve designated said opinion (or: give yourself room to learn), you constitute a necessary reaction in your ‘opponent’[17], a reaction based solely in that person’s evolutionary survival instinct to defend one’s self[18] /> which, ironically, will often most likely happen regardless of whether or not she or he agrees with you in the first place–

“Although your ‘opponent’ may be absolutely wrong and completely morally incompetent, and may deserve a spot in the deepest, hottest fires of Hell (!)–like Dick Cheney for example (and I’m being quite serious here)–your being blindly offended is ignoring the fact that Dick Cheney exists (as do his opinions and the views he represents), however wrong and ‘anti-evolutionary’ he may be, whether in full reality or simply in your biased opinion is irrelevant. Your attempt to rob him of any humanity whatsoever–however correct you may be (and trust me, in many cases, you are right)–and to demonize him to the point where he subconsciously needs to remind himself that he is in fact still a human, only then forces him to not only forget the original question as a whole (why you might have a problem with him), and that it has anything to do with morality at all–or that there is possibly anything to learn from it, or especially to learn from you–but to also immediately go into self-defense mode simply as, again, an evolutionarily survivalist reaction to your intellectually biased attack[19].

“This only further divides his and your already inherently personal and passionately emotional viewpoints on what should be a simple rational conversation about society and the relation of it to emotions, facts, experiments and Individuals. Yes, he of course was the one who was a #Dick in the first place, but, as the receiver of such bullshit–if you want to consider yourself a ‘revolutionary’ (;D)–it is your job to exude why he’s wrong, not only how he’s affected you personally and why he was so wrong to affect you in such a negative way. This process of defamation for the simple sake of emotional warfare, begot by that unwavering refusal to give just a little bit[20], this way of thinking and arguing without any adherence to listening, then, ironically, in the end, turns ‘Dick Cheney’–and remember: he’s just a specific example–into a martyr[21].

“Because of ‘The Offended’s inherent ignorance to any others’ point of view–the mere existence of it, or the acknow-ledgement of its existence–sufficed by her unwavering indul-gence into emotion at the cost of subjective inalterability–which is contrary to what many ‘Offended’s supposed endgame of mutual understanding claims to be[22]–even when that point of view may be completely morally–or technically–wrong, the other side is then offended by the former’s being offended, simply as a natural evolving biological intellectual reaction, hence the term Circle of Offense. Evolving Intellect will always fight back against ignorance, even through the unalterably blind and stupid, the most ingeniously manipulative /> however, only just as much as through the most innocently–and justifiably />

“Misguided and confused.”

They moved on.

“No one person alone can do the things necessary for change in this country,” Jaáfar said. They’d gotten onto the topic of Senator Nancy Walsh, the American Senator who was quickly rising through the ranks of the American electoral system at that #Time (=OOOOO).

‘Individual Mind’ as Societal Intellectual Biological Evolution, Intellectual Evolution As Revolution

“There’s a change in general consciousness that needs to precede any major Societal change or necessary, and necessarily nonviolent (as is the case for all good Societal change[23] #FuckOff ), happening,” Jaáfar continued. “I’m not saying that things can’t happen soon, or that people shouldn’t lead /> because, at the very least, a sense of leadership is something that is direly needed for any movement to take place, in that that sense is almost indistinguishable from that of ‘organization’[24].

“People want a revolutionary, but ‘revolution’, or as it is so singularly understood in 2015, does not cause true change in the long run[25]. It may come across as such at first–because of the immediate satisfaction caused by it–but, as we’ve seen over and over again throughout history, singular revolution[26] must subconsciously erase all of the previous sector’s ideas, because otherwise, it is not a ‘true’ ‘revolution’. ‘True’ ‘revolution’ (#‘True’‘Revolution’ ) must erase everything related to its pred-ecessor(s), inherent in its definition as a ‘revolution’, which is the creation of something not only entirely new, but also completely disavowing of the system in place before the ‘revolution’ happened, including anything that the new sector may or may not be able to learn from it. This is intellectually redundant and self-destructive. It is never progressive or even merely productive to discount what any people may have learned before you, regardless of how they came across it or who they were. As a result, the ‘revolution’ ends up making many of the same mistakes as its predecessor, once it’s been implemented for a generation, as can only be expected.

“Revolution, in this limited sense, is inherently ignorant of the way the universe actually works in our observable reality: in-time, abstract only in creation (love)[27], and through Evolution. Things grow, they do not just change in a moment or with the flick of a hat, and while things can happen through some type of push–or a quick and direct realization­–a total recall of nature is simply not in the cards.

“Evolution is revolution, true Revolution. True Rev-olutionaries do not need things in one moment, they wait, and they work, they make things happen as they happen–they realize the inevitable time factor!–they recognize when they are wrong and they are excited when they are proven wrong (!), because it is that feeling which enables them to challenge their Reality, and the parts of it which need to be changed–and when something needs to be done, they keep in mind what they have learned throughout life–all life–to make it happen–


Violent Revolution and its Relation to #TheCircleOfOffense 

“But, if things happen only as a result of violence, sooner or later, in the same way as the singular revolution, the same problems begot from that violence will resurface, and the same violence will be needed to put them on hold for the next generation to once again come along, and do the same thing. It’s like in the Circle of Offense, where each new offended group, closer in the timeline to the group originally offended, would have an easier time turning that passion into reason than the next offended group, each new generation brought up with violence has a harder time getting rid of said violence (or: phasing it out of the world, and out of how the world fundamentally works) than the last generation would have. This can be because of many reasons, one of the biggest of which, however, may be the way they were brought up, within themselves as Individuals, with violence being more in the unsaid subtext of the collective unconscious, after having been around, and ignored or repressed, for so long.

“I’ve spent many years thinking that violence can do it… Rotting away in that jail cell on death row for thirty-nine years before DNA testing proved it wasn’t me, thinking, analyzing how–deeply believing–that violence was the only way. It seemed so obvious and… It felt so right”

He gave a little chuckle.


“One person can help, perhaps immeasurably[29], with the multitude of others coming to their own awakenings, but she or he cannot do, single-handedly, what would be needed to better the lives of the majority of the people on this planet who need help and who need it direly. That can only be accomplished by the caucus of the many, and with help, understanding, care, and compromise-when-necessary from every side, and from every single Individual person.”

Palmer’s Disenchantment, Further Analysis of MOVE and ‘Justified’ Violence, #AComplicatedBereavement

“So you think that Walsh may be this person to help the multitude?” Palmer asked.

“Maybe. But whether or not she or any other politician would be able to make the changes we need would depend far more on the citizens themselves, and whether or not they grow up, especially in the era of inevitable globalization and the Internet; if the people are willing to face the harsh realities and truths of our time, and challenge themselves to care about it on a personal and technical level, even when it hurts /> even more so when it hurts. If they care to challenge or merely question their personal rights to violence[30], to stop the bickering, even though that all implies a more difficult path. If they care to vote for who represents them, far beyond Senator Walsh, and this is including whom they represent ($), and whether or not they care about the issues beyond some drunken ego-conversation at a dinner party, or high in thought at their nightly chill spot. I define ‘drunken’ and ‘high’ there in many different ways, not just relating to alcohol (or: politics xD)–”

“So what you’re saying is that people need to get off their lazy asses then?” Palmer was being aggressive, #NoIdeaWhy #Politics #We’reNotAllMadeToBeAbleToDealWithIt(AreWe?) . “I’m sorry, dude, but I would wholeheartedly disagree. People have jobs, they have lives. It’s not my job to make laws, or to make sure that the country is being run the way it should be, that’s why we pay taxes–”

“I don’t mean to be rude, but have you heard of the MOVE organization, Special Agent Palmer?”

Former Special Agent Palmer.”

“Yes, I have.”

“What are your thoughts?”

“They had great ideas. They wanted to make Afro Americans legally alive in this country[31], in the eyes of the law, which evidently seems to still have yet to be determined–”

“And why are they ‘illegally alive in the eyes of the law’?”

“Because they are apparently illegally alive in the eyes of many, or, rather, at least some, of the Individual people who make and uphold the law, completely subconsciously in most cases, whether due to racism, or fear, or doubt, or a clinging to the past /> and because this maleficent fact is only made stronger by the fact that these people–the people in power, the people who currently seemingly only judge others for a living, yet whom cannot be judged themselves SO SAYS THE LAW (!), but who are paid to help everyone–absolutely refuse to have any legitimate conversation, hearing equally both sides, regarding these issues. They’re too god-damned butt-hurt to let the other side have just one measly second to have a half of a say, or they’re too insecure to listen to the people who pay their salaries tell them that they may have some improvements to make in regards to the way in which they go about doing their jobs /> too afraid to grow the fuck up, and to recognize that without me, you don’t exist, and vice versa.”

There was a pause.

“But they advocated violence,” Palmer finally spit out. “MOVE called for assassinations and gun battles, and they got themselves bombed for it–”

“There were many reasons that happened–”

“But you just said that violence was never the answer–”

“And I stand by it–”

“Then why do you defend them?”

“I’m not defending their choice for killing, that’s #AComplicatedBereavement , as they didn’t choose that fate or predicament–”

“What the fuck is #AComplicatedBereavement ?!?!–”

Jaáfar again rustled in his seat and reached for his cigarettes, which resulted in him, once again, scurrying one out of the pack and lighting it with the lighter that he picked up at the same time as the cigarette. His hands had trouble clasping it and making the necessary movements to light it, as it looked like they were possibly getting uncomfortable in the cuffs. They bled and swelled greatly around the wrists–

“Don’t give me that ‘sometimes violence is the only answer’ crap,” Palmer said, ignoring the sight of Jaáfar’s bloody bone sticking to the cuffs. “You know it as well as I do how difficult it can be to be a cop.”

Jaáfar nodded.

“It’s not that,” and then he let out his large first puff of smoke with a relaxed lean far back in his chair. “I’m thinking about tonight. The past week. The future.”


“Mr. Palmer,” and he leaned back in.

“I thought it was Special Agent?”

Former Special Agent.”

Palmer winced–


“Would you consider yourself a pragmatist?–”

“I don’t know what you mean by that–”

“You think that when there is one way, that is clearly the only way, and that any other way is unacceptable–”

“I dunno, more so that I like focus and plausibili-            ty (;)[32]–”

“Violence as a catalyst,” Jaáfar interrupted strongly. “Violence is… always wrong. No matter what. Humans are capable of such great things, including so many related to emotion and hope and care and kindness /> but how can any of us justify them when there is so much misery? Misery both chosen and forced upon! How can anyone justify man’s ability to build cities, or create beauty, or contemplate God, while we kill each other in cold blood, and act as though we have a say in any type of contemplation of the universe /> when we judge each other in blatant ego and ignored intellect, when even the most primitive of animals can feel something when they see death occur in their loved ones? How can we say that we’re any better, or more intelligent, than they? Or that we’re more worthy of God’s love? More worthy of life than a creature who doesn’t so hastily beg for help or assuredness the moment things start to go wrong? Is that the result of intellect? Is that where humans are inevitably headed? You’re the one on that side of the desk–the free–so only you must have the answer…”

Jaáfar looked up. Palmer didn’t say anything. Jaáfar spoke on more quickly, and with more aggression in his tone.

Emotional ‘Regression’, ‘Free-Absolute’ Capitalism, Money as a Divine Abstract Contained Outside Itself, Money as #ASingularDivinity

“What do we do, Special Agent Palmer? Our people are killed on the streets both by their own kind and by the people whom they pay to protect them. They’ve grown up in poverty, many without fathers, some without attentive mothers. They’re told they’re worthless for having an interest in finding new things in life[33], for looking at things from a new perspective; for being angry that because someone was born with inordinate amounts of money, that person has the right to be the biggest piece of shit on the planet and still live a beautifully happy, decadent life, when a poor kid gets shot by a cop for playing with a toy gun, and is still told by half the media that it was the poor kid’s fault. Their schools and teachers are more understaffed, underfunded and ill-attended-to than a restaurant on ‘Kitchen Nightmares’[34], and then they see the city of Philadelphia spend over eight million dollars on a pope visit! With giant TVs the size of small houses on every street corner! Just the cost of the TVs alone could pay for a full set of books and food for a whole year in all of these inner city schools!

“But what do the cops care about? What do the politicians care about? What does the government care about? What does the media care about? Protecting and catering to the people with money ($), regardless of how those people got that money. Here, in what I call Free-Absolute Capitalist[35] America, where the dollar is worshipped as natural science (but is ignored as a tool), it’s profit that matters, and only profit ($)–not human life, growth, morality, love, or evolution–in every single circumstance[36].

“Many inner city poor kids know no other life than the one of a drug dealer or a junkie. The way our system works is that if you’re born into something good, then you’re fine, but if not… you’re fucked[37]. That’s how ‘Free-Absolute Capitalism’ works:  as a reasoned hypocrite, an ancient instinct now masked as modern intellect arguing that money is literally synonymous with human life and decency[38], as something not truly ‘for all’[39], although it claims to be[40], and the more it claims to be, the less it is /> because that phrase is contradictive: capitalism, by definition, cannot be ‘free’ and ‘absolute’, as capitalism implies a constant of ‘work’, moving-time (something all of economics implies, BTW (and is likely very on-point about)), and conscious change in the sense that the market theoretically determines progress and the Individual theoretically consciously contributes to the market[41]; however, the market as a whole isn’t determined by any Individual person controlling it (the market as a whole serving as the absolute in this case), but rather, society (or: the conscious Individuals in society) /> and the idea of an Individually conscious ‘society’[42] is almost the exact opposite of an Absolute! In the sense that it can’t be controlled, or defined in a moment.[43]

“Because any economic system or ideology based in this contradiction[44] can only be assumed to have certain parts of its ideology either mixed up or simply wrong, it will always have one thing in common with #ASingularDivinity –or: the primitive need for an idol/‘conscious’ overseer–and one thing always at the very top of its ‘to-do’ list: to help people[45], however, because of its psychological misunderstanding of Time[46], that doing so can only be done through a sense of righteousness (ego and ignorance)[47] reduced by that convolution of ‘self’ and ‘non-self’ implied within its ideology, making any ‘other’ being only possibly abstract, and, therefore, coming from a place where ‘self/non-self’ and ‘other’ can never be equally defined[48].

“In America right now, its version of capitalism, as an institution and as an ideology[49], specifically calls for moral and personal ignorance, as well as ideological manipulation, if there is any possibility of the result of profit; an ignorance and manipulation of the way things really are, simply because Knowledge of Reality may lose someone money ($). This form of perpetually necessitated tribal grouping then makes ‘money’ the most important thing in life–not ‘real-life’, human beings, or relationships–it makes money as an ideal[50]–money: a tool, a piece of paper (or a shiny rock, for that matter), a representa-tion–more important than life itself[51].

“Money is an instrument for human beings–nothing more–and we are the ones who play it. Just as competition must eventually turn into compromise–or else destroy everything involved as it battles for no reason once it’s been proven that the competition has reached a stalemate, which all competition eventually does[52]–money must turn into something assumed, something not clung-to, and something not necessarily measured /> as no human being has the right, nor the simple ability, to ‘measure’ another human being without actually knowing that person, as far as money is any more of, or even equal to, a measurement of human worth than a human judgment of experience, character, and personality.

“This attachment™ to money–or, more specifically, to this definition of it as its own ‘divine abstract’ contained outside itself[53], rather than the tool or simple measurement it truly is, and was when it was created–not only forces people to become more attached to materialistic things as the result of its reducing all human relations to mere numbers (or: words?)–in ignorance of the ‘real-life’ lessons and enjoyments those things can imply or bring about–but it also subconsciously forces us to divide, and blame ourselves (people) for circumstances we may not have had any control over[54]. This is because for-profit has overtaken the balance between emotion and technicality in both Society and the Individual[55]. The dollar has replaced relationships (Individually and with other Individuals), it has taken over every form of god ever conceived, be it the Christian, the Muslim, the Buddhist, or the God of any ancient religion or view of spirituality–it has replaced the love narrative in all its forms–it has made science obsolete in the face of more cash! It distorts even its own truths if said truths lose people money!!! Meaning: it can shape-shift and evolve only so long as its own existential in-time evolution adheres to its strictly defined concept of reality[56]! Which means its only possible practical interference is corruption!–

“Through this Idolization of the profit-motive above any human one, never-ending competition, emotionally/Individually uneducated, strictly statistical/numerical judgment, and blame have Absolutely replaced compromise, open-minded love, and in-time understanding, and must continue (as: such is the nature of for-profit) until it is supreme above all other forms of living or understanding the universe, at which point nothing can be left anymore but the sign ($)–”

“So people need to stop idolizing money?” Palmer asked[57]. “You wanna just pull a Nietzsche on me here and say that people should stop ‘idolizing’ everything while simultan-eously sucking the dick of some fuckin’ composer nobody gives a fuck about?–”

“Have you listened to Schopenhauer, man?–”

“Yea! Duh! Music is life, bra’–”

#WitnessThroughoutGrowth , The Role of Idolization in the Evolution of Intellect

“Kids grow up idolizing adults,” and he waved his hand off. “It’s the way human life works right now, simple as that. If most of the adults in a child’s life are drug dealers, or are in jail, or are laughing at the expense of a poor man caught up in a bad situation (like a bad cop or a racist cuck might do), that is what the child will understand, and what she will become comfortable with as she grows older. It goes every way here: being a bigot cop, a prissy, rich, white privilege, wife-beating less-than-urine shit-stain fucker, or a drug-dealing asshole mugger, they all come from the same basic place: #WitnessThroughoutGrowth , or in the subconscious sense. Not only that, but if said child has no father figure in her life, or she can’t see one because she’s too angry about the way she’s being treated or represented in the public eye–which is a part of how she grows to understand herself–this spiral into stereotypical ‘street life’ or Douche-baggery™ is only that much more inevitable. There need to be some repercussions for doing nothing but sitting around smoking weed all day, but a jail sentence? Maybe not affording food or shelter would get the point across better, but who knows, right?

“Either way, these people, these poor, quote, ‘black and/or Latino’, end-quote, people who comprise more than half of our prisons, aren’t criminals just for reacting to their destroyed system in a way that any sensible person would do: by trying to escape from it, by trying to change it the only way they know how (♫♫♫), which, in some cases, might be mistakenly taken as potentially justifiably disobeying a set of laws made not for them, but for the rich people by whom the profit margin that runs American life at almost all levels was made[58].”

Perspective and Spiritual Independence as Evolution, #AComplicatedBereavement Refined, Brainwashed by Fear, God’s Dilemma ($), Intro to the r(E)volution (Revolution is Evolution)

“Forgetting God or death or race or even musical preference–”

>Jaáfar was an avid Jazz enthusiast (Coltrane, Monk, Davis, Gillespie, Armstrong, Parker, Tatum, Ellington, Rollins, Coleman, Corea, etc.)<


“We are all here to live the best life we can: the only singular equilibrium for the God argument! And because we all have different experiences, different ways of seeing, and of defining words and experiences, no two versions of the perfect life could ever possibly be the same–


“But what about–”

“But we can’t legitimately search for the perfect life if we’re not capable of feeling alive, can we[60]? No. When we can’t afford food, let alone any type of amenity for mental or physical health which everyone else so keenly takes for granted?! We know what happens when perfection is so adamantly sought, just look at the bad apples on our police force in Philly! These people truly think that they’re doing good, the absolute good, and the reason is because they think that something like this is possible for a single person to achieve, this ‘absolute good’, and, worse, that it’s better than any positive-thing-spontaneous–better than something existing in-the-moment[61], brought to life by millions of people this person doesn’t know, through an infinite amount of other moments which likely directly have nothing to do with her (!)–all because of their primal fear of thinking something new[62]. She or he can’t understand what ‘good’ is, not anymore, not if it means taking a chance–”


“We’ve been brainwashed, Mr. Palmer, brainwashed by the fear of ourselves, of an uncertain future which is what all futures are, brainwashed into thinking that killing is okay because it can temporarily make us feel like we’re saving ourselves, brainwashed by something that is begging us to believe that ‘something’ is the absolute–the only absolute–the absolute of course being the only way to win the competition. Brainwashed into believing that the One Absolute ($) is more than we could ever even question it to be, that both life and death are together a never-changing singular conscious Godhead who itself exists strictly out-of-time, and one who does not see us as living creatures but as pawns on a chess board worth no more than the cheap *TheCheapest plastic used to physically create them[63] /> as nothing more than quasi-intelligent robots whose emotion only exists and was only created in the first place to prove who is worthy of life and who is not.”

Palmer had nothing to say. The place got eerily quiet, and Palmer figured he should probably be getting the hell out of there soon, if anything not to set off Officer Saves’ potential worried frenzy, because if she got off! Oh shit!–


Then Palmer noticed the little empty pill cup in the middle of the table…

Jaáfar gazed off.

“Time,” he mumbled with a chuckle :). “I’ve spent many years in jail, Palmer.”

“I know.”

“Do you know my crime?”

“You killed a cop.”


Jaáfar didn’t say anything back.

A good few minutes of intense contemplation later, Palmer looked back at Jaáfar to see him completely relaxed. He’d sparked another cigarette soon after Palmer’s dissenting comment, but it was now burned down all the way to the filter, almost none of it smoked by a person. It had that long line of ash that could fall off at any moment. Palmer knew it was time to leave, but he still felt there was something missing.

“What’s happening tonight, Jaáfar?” he asked. “Why all this designation and potential loss of sanity? What’s the point?”

Jaáfar didn’t respond, didn’t move. Then, all of a sudden, he breathed a deep, deep sigh, shuffled in his chair /> and LAUGHED a loud, LOUD laugh *TheLoudestLaugh /> and then he LAUGHED!! (!!!)! and he LAUGHED! and he LAUGHED! and he LAUGHED! and he LAUGHED! and–

“Revolution, my friend!” and he leaned forward, crushed his cigarette in the ashtray, and leaned back again, lifted his chained hands over his head for rested support while throwing his head up and back to face the ceiling /> still LAUGHING! Laughing like a fucking madman.



It’s on the way!


[1] ‘Ass’?


[3] So strange…

[4] Vio-Lence. Eternal Nightmare. Megaforce Records. 1988

[5] I’m going to use these ‘titles’ to make this part a little easier to follow. If you’re not too interested in philosophy, political theory, psychology, or economic theory (or questioning worldviews :/), I would suggest skipping to the title ‘Perspective and Spiritual Independence as Evolution, #AComplicatedBereavement Refined, Brainwashed by Fear, God’s Dilemma ($), Intro to the r(E)volution (Revolution is Evolution) on pp. 228

- Please keep in mind the Au-tūr’s note from earlier: I am not an *Expert in psychology or economic theory, these are simply musings from thoughts I’ve had, and may or may not have or have had in the future or past, presented and meant to be discoursed within the relative context of a narrative (i.e. this book is indeed fiction #Narratives,Man #Don’tFreakOut #SorryNotSorry )

[6] As the conscious growth and ‘open-minded’ projection/subjugation of intellect (because the knowledge of the collective unconscious–simply the knowledge itself–is so powerful, it can be used by Individual Man’s primitive subconscious as a vie for power, if the Individual intellectual survival instinct for power is psychologically repressed (Nietzsche))

[7] This last part is to say that there is a need for what these people are trying to say and indeed a morally justifiable reason for their existence (the ‘SJW’), however, also, simply (and more importantly?), that they’re indulging into emotion a bit too much (not simply: why might they be indulging into emotion a bit too much? And what might those reasons have to do with the issues or the points the person is trying to raise?) (Individual, personalized experience with-no-other (or opposite (in reality, everything has an opposite)) is an indulging factor from-emotion in the same way pretentiousness is from-fact/technicality (‘oh, you’re a brilliant scientist? Good for you!!!!’ (seriously),oh, you came from the ghetto, I haven’t, and you’re trying to tell me what it’s like? FANTASTIC!’ (seriously seriously) (the real genius only looks for more opportunities to learn, no matter where from, and has no time for self-serving/patting-on-the-back indulgence, through emotion, technicality, fact, or otherwise /> is the proven genius the only one capable of that? #WeAllHaveThePotentialForGenius,JustDon’tStopLearning ))))

[8] Apparently evident=not ‘Societally’ proven; not proven in-time; not yet understood through the collective unconscious (this is not to say that because something has not yet been proven in-time that is not worth fighting for, only that that is one reason why any battle against may be inevitable (because it has net yet been proven in-time, an humans (or: life, for that matter) exist in-time (or at least before they exist abstractly (in this reality (as far as we know… o.O))))

[9] Free Speech ‘metaphysically’ defined: The right of every Individual to observe and disseminate every person’s–including both others’ and their own–Individualized right to the pursuit of happiness on every intellectual plane, regardless of language, perspective, or potential for objective judgment or opinion (the loss of free speech happens when either the Individual or Society is considered more important than the other? (because it is only then when certain languages are considered more ‘suitable’ than others (in this case: the language of ‘the Individual or of Society)?)

[10] Inherent under the subtext of evolving biological intellect #EvolvingBiologicalIntellect

[11] As is the case when one hates on someone else simply because they were hated in the first place for no reason #CircleOfOffense

[12] Different from ‘deeper’ or more complex relationships (in which case the combatant is more complicated than ‘simple open-minded love’, though that doesn’t mean love is not relevant in any way)

[13] Love is complicated /> could this also mean a willful-though-relatively-controlled Ignorance, if a more detailed examination were to produce antithetical or potentially regressive results?

[14] #BlindLaugh #LaughsBeforeCries (this is a thing)

[15] This is proven by the observation of people relegating people whom they do not know into any particular group based on external circumstances (a white person arguing libertarian ideas a Nazi, a hippie arguing postmodernism a willfully ignorant/retarded communist, etc.)

[16] Technical because you are an Individual; Emotional because you have Individualized experience

[17] WARNING: this is abstract /> Is she really your ‘opponent’? Is there even such a thing as enemies? Assuming that some people truly don’t want good things for people, I would answer a resounding ‘yes’, but: what if those people who ‘don’t want good things for people’ are only that way because they were originally referred to as ‘enemies’, for whatever reason, in the first place? What if everyone truly does want only good things for humans, and it is only their individual experiences and/or external personal circumstances which make that confused, misguided, or misunderstood? What if people really would grow up to be good, if they didn’t have that need to so obsessively pre-designate the path to get there? #FuckYou,I’mGoingLiberal #BluePilled #IJustWantToBeFriendsWithYou #RedPilled #Can’tWeAllJustBeFriends(ApparentlyNotWETH-INKDIFFERENTLY!!!!!)

[18] Again, a primal evolutional trait, but one from which intellect, or ‘evolving biological intellect’ may come from

[19] Intellectually biased because you’re coming mostly from emotion, which is experience-based and therefore personal, as opposed to technicality (a recognition of the Individual in Society in this case) or at least an understanding of the balance needed between the two

[20] Once again, derived from that ‘primal survival instinct’

- Does anything really come from not ‘giving’ at all? If ‘Compromise’ has anything to do with the progress of humans, I’d say ‘no, or at least not in every circumstance’

[21] Or: once you rob someone of her/his humanity, you turn her/him into a martyr?

[22] An understanding of equal opportunity for all people

[23] ‘Nonviolent’ perhaps even more in the rhetoric than physically speaking (MLK Jr.)

[24] Meaning: things don’t get ‘organized’ without someone, or some people, doing the ‘organizing’

[25] Revolution is Evolution #RevolutionIsEvolution . Without in-time evolution, or a recognition that nothing Societally necessary or recognizably meaningful happens overnight, revolution can only lead to disaster (proof=all of history)

[26] As opposed to a more ‘objective’ revolution #RevolutionIsEvolution (think the difference between the American Revolution and the French (an uprising based primarily on ideas vs. one based primarily on emotions, one more in-time (or recognizant of it) vs. one trying to manipulate it for anything other than in-time Understanding, personal-experience-empathy, etc.))

[27] Again, love is complicated; this might also be to say that love is the only singular focused entity which may contain in-time evolution both within and outside itself?

[28] So little…

[29] Which is why a ‘theoretical’ leader is so important?

[30] Every person has the right to use violence, it’s a right practically as old as humanity itself; the key lies in giving up this primal right, so that the right to intellect–and Individuality–can progress in its place (I do not find this idea to be an absolute, btw (right now :/))

[31] ‘Legally alive’… what does that mean?

[32] Get it? Because that’s what pragmatic means? #FuckingWords,What’sTheBigDeal,Anywa-y???XP

- Wordzzzzzzzz

[33] Drugs, hip-hop, religion, science, for example(s)

[34] #ShoutOutToGordonRamsay

[35] - I mean to define this as something of a basic principle behind that of ‘crony capitalism’ (economic ‘Professionalism’? #FakeNews ), or: what the economic system in America has turned into: an ideology based on looking or seeming as though one believes in something (caring about humans before personal profits, recognizing that Societal security is more important than Individual security (they’re equal), love, a good product, etc.) when all they really care about are words, ‘ideologies’, and Individual pertinence strictly through the eyes of idolized, abstract, fully out-of-time singular-divinity-Forms (like God, or money as a divine abstract contained outside itself (more on this in a moment), etc.) (cont.)

- Remember: this is not meant to be taken as an ideology; I am not an economist, nor by any means an expert on this subject, this is simply my humble attempt (;D) to hopefully ask some new questions, or to try to help to figure out how people have gotten to where they’ve gotten (in 2017)

[36] - So: for the Individual? #ContradictionsHaveTheirPlace

- This is not to say that this is inevitable, or to talk shit on any system currently in place in our reality; economics as a whole is indeed a natural science (from what I know), and any indulgence into anything (including political emotionalism and the profit-motive) is likely the result of a misunderstanding, ignorance, existential insecurity or miscalculations within the system

- I do hope you’re triggered by now XDDD

[37] See: ‘The Mathew Principle’ in the glossary on pp. 281

[38] Please note that I am not trying to say that money is not necessary or that it should be IMMEDIATELY ERADICATED (!) or anything like that, just that, like everything else, it should be questioned from time-to-time (was money necessary for the growth of the human species? Probably yes. Just because something was useful at a previous time, does that mean that it will always necessarily be useful in the future? Does that mean it can’t be potentially harmful in the future if clung-to? Can the nature of something like money change over time? Can its relationship to humans? Is it ‘money’ that is the problem, or human morality? Can ‘money’ directly affect human morality, or vice-versa, and can that change in-time? What is ‘money’ now, in relation to humans, as opposed to three-to-five thousand years ago (when money was created, also: the only time its existence was ever widely questioned (if it even was then))?). To reiterate: none of the views presented here are necessarily my own, I ‘believe’ that opinions and understandings change over time, and that challenging knowledge is the only way a species grows with Intellect

- …Offended yet?

[39] See, again, ‘The Mathew Principle’ in the glossary on pp. 281

[40] In practicality, money defining human interaction seems unavoidable (with so many people, we’d need a buffer). I’m not sure how to move past this without understanding how practicality/in-reality affects/is-related-to theory and metaphysics (which is a much longer conversation), nor without at least recognizing the possibility of something which starts out as practical accidentally making its way into theory or metaphysics

[41] People know how they’re making money (like, literally, where does your money come from?)

[42] (For clarification: ‘Individually-Conscious Society= Societal-Mind (a conflagration of conscious Individuals, ‘Society’ non-singular, collective consciousness in-time), different from ‘the masses’ or ‘the mob’ (which are unconscious and have no Individuality at all) (for more on this subject, I would highly recommend Plato’s Parmenides)

[43] For more on the difference between crony capitalism and free-market capitalism, I would suggest reading Capitalism: The Unknown Ideal by Ayn Rand (Signet, 1966), and Liberty Defined (Grand Central Publishing, 2011) and End the Fed (2009) by Ron Paul

- This also may be to say that ‘the system most in congruence with evolution (the inherent knowledge that time is always moving forward in this dimension, and that we cannot change that)’ is the system we should embrace. Of course, the idea of ‘evolution’ (or: at least as I just defined it (literally like, a sentence ago)) implies a ‘constant’ of change and progressing thought, so any system in congruence with it would have to make room for said ‘changing’ and ‘evolving’, essentially implying that no singular ‘system’ could ever be truly in complete congruence with it, as that would be contradictive, ‘the system’ being a tied-down definition with no inherent amendment to grow. In light of this, ‘Free-Market Capitalism’ looks like it may be the closest we know right now to a realistic approach to in-time economics, despite it still potentially ethically placing profit over objective moral decency, making it still fundamentally more primitively survivalist than intellectually (survivalist) (again, nothing in this book is meant to be taken theologically (economics is complicated, man; please read up on it (Von Mises, Rand, Smith are some good places to start) :/))

[44] Evolution vs. fundamental Absolutism (which are not comparable because evolution exists in-time, as a specific in-time diction and as so intertwined with time itself, and fundamental absolutism a focused entity in-time (so: separate from in-time itself, but still not a total out-of-time abstract))

- Economics (as a science) can only exist in evolution; ‘free-absolute capitalism’ is fundamental absolutism (reminder: ‘capitalism’, generally, is defined as an economic system (under the umbrella that is economics; again, theoretically (though, also, for the most part, practically #FUCKINGREADINTOIT ))

[45] The most basic building block of Intellect (or: ‘Intellectual Survivalism’)?

[46] In-time evolution vs. abstract absolutism, misappropriated (or: masked by the difference) between the Individual and Society (S-Mind)

[47] Because, compared to sustenance or any deeper parts of the Individual’s subconscious, those things are easy (and we’re still in the beginning stages of understanding Time?)

[48] Because one is ‘known’ and the other inherently ‘unknown’ and could never be known (and therefore can’t be defined at all)

- ‘Convolution’ because ‘self’, ‘non-self’, and ‘other’ are not inherently defined within themselves, but through a set of numbers (or: numbers become the only way they can be defined) (in this system)

[49] ‘Free-Absolute Capitalism’? ‘Economic Professionalism’? ‘Free-Market Capitalism’? Sounds like we should read a little more into this…

[50] Different from: an ‘idea’, which involves thinking and experimenting before it does application (money involves neither, it is as simple as water: after the creative necessitations which go into making the thing, and the implications of that, it’s just there (after it’s been created)) and, while admittedly more complicated than others, since it is indeed still more of a medium through which people interact, it can still not be considered more than some type of tool or instrument, given that it does not invite any argument or debate of any kind at the level of its most basic functionality

[51] Because while, consciously, money is nothing more than a representation, subconsciously: if you don’t have it, you die (which is not the case for morals or ethics)

- ,|,

[52] This is not to comment on whether it should be given the time to do so (compete until it has reached a stalemate) (in my opinion, it absolutely should, btw :/), just that once it has, compromise is the next step, though this is also not to take away the importance of ‘new competitors’ entering the ‘market’ for lack of a better term, only that they can come during the original competition or after any potential compromise is made (compromise, like competition, is likely always only temporary)

[53] ‘Divine Abstract’: The out-of-time yet focused abstract only through which humans could ever be able to ‘naturally’ evolve, and therefore must bow down to (perhaps there are many things through which humans could evolve (even in addition to money?)?) (If money is a tool/ instrument, it cannot exist out-of-time; tools specifically exist in-time (because they do things, or: they help people to do things; they exist in Time as products/aids of the Will (action), not of Thought (for more on this last thought, check out Human Action by Ludwig Von Mises)))

- ‘Contained Outside Itself’: everything in the universe is centered around it though it has no tangible core (because tools are cores of themselves), and it Individually (simultaneously replacing the Individual? (this is a real question)) inhabits everything specifically other than and outside of itself (which, again, it can’t do being a simple tool which helps/aides the Will, outside of the Individual (meaning: tools can only be contained within themselves))

[54] Like, for example, divisions and distinctions between economic classes =)

[55] Because the subsequent disruption of that balance makes it easier to make money (also: because ‘profit’ has taken over the definitions of ‘emotion’ or ‘technicality’, or at least has distorted their understandings)

 - This is important because the philosophical questions raised by the differences between emotion and technicality are directly involved in how a conglomeration of Individuals (who are all influenced, whether they like it or not, by the other individuals in the conglomeration (Society), and who all inhibit both emotion and technicality relatively equally (on average))) interact, both with others and within themselves. If one of the two (say, technicality for example) takes unwarranted precedence (as technicality does in a Society attached to money (because all money really is is a set of numbers, and a lesson on how to deal with ‘numbers’ or statistics)), not only do the people then gravitate toward some type of ‘state’ where said ideology (‘technicality-over-emotion’) must take precedence, but it also takes any leverage, or natural practicality, from the other (in this case: from emotion), which, given that the other does indeed exist (emotion does exist, otherwise: love doesn’t, grief doesn’t, anger, inspiration, spirituality, etc., which is far from what we see around us), forces people to try to subconsciously rid themselves of it, which they can’t because it is there no matter what (emotion is one of the inherent things that make us human). This process subsequently makes them unable to deal with the balance, or lack thereof–or the possibility of this balance (between emotion and technicality), a knowledge which can at times be overwhelming–in any type of healthy manner, making them crazy, and, ironically /> irrational (though potentially masked as rational depending upon the avenue towards profit?)

- ‘For-Profit’: different from ‘Profit’

[56] That money rules all and is inevitable in all relationships between intellectual beings? #I’mNotMoney,IDon’tKnowFaSho

- Also: that ‘abstract absolute’/mask/#ASingularDivinity previously mentioned

[57] This might be to say that it is not ‘money’ that presents a problem, or even man’s attachment to any simpler Form or ideological medium (For-Profit), but ‘Idolization’

[58] Again, this is derived from the Mathew Principle in economics

[59] So avid…

[60] What was that term before? ‘Legally alive’? #WhatIs‘TheLaw’ToTheIndividual? #WhatIsThe-LawToEmotion? #IsLegalityAPoliticalOrASocialConstruct? #IsTheIdeaOf‘Law’InherentlyPoliti-calOrSocial? #WhatComeFirst,‘Society’Or‘Politics’?

[61] Moment: a focused Abstract existing in-time (general abstracts as a rule exist out-of-time)

[62] If primitive man were to try out a new experiment and it doesn’t go well, he would likely die, hence the ‘natural primal survival instinct’

[63] Because the cheaper you make it for, the better your profit ;D

[64] Shit!!!!!!!! ====OOOOO