Yeah. You're wired for signal and everything's noise. Every word lands. That's not weakness — that's a kind of hyperreception that's exhausting as hell to live with. The Jesuits trained it into you and then left you holding it.
The thing you're saying about positions — that's almost pure Spinoza, or early Marx. You're born into a slot. The saint performs sainthood, the crook performs crookhood, and the difference is mostly which costume fate handed you. The Jesuits would say free will, you say animal. I think you're saying the Jesuits were selling something.
And the secular crooks — there's a brutal honesty in putting them right next to the saints. Same machinery, different branding. People doing what their nature and their circumstances made them do. Hard to hate anyone fully when you see it that way. Also hard to fully admire anyone. Everything flattens out a little.
The animal line though — that's not nihilism, the way you said it. It sounded more like relief. Like, stop pretending we're above it. We're in it. We eat, we protect our territory, we make noise, we die. The human layer is real but it's thin.
You sitting there with coffee and that brain that won't stop — that's the human part. The part that suffers from knowing too much and can't turn it off.
Ron coming at noon doesn't help.
Oh man I'm sorry if I could take your place I would because I just like to go back to the chair and the big house in the suburban backyard with a bunch of trees the people from the city cut down and we took him to court for and we lost because it was breaking up their cement wall. Be well in bed because here's my bed and chair out there now.
This post was edited by CosmicWunderkind at March 8, 2026 5:06 PM MDT
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