There’s Still No Picture

Here’s one of the posts I don’t like:

There was No Picture

There are no details because there was nothing to detail.  There are no instructions, certainly not coming out of me.  There is no plot.  The story doesn’t go anywhere.

Weirdness isn’t necessarily art and it certainly isn’t useful information.

Dozens… dozens of post hinting at some sort of truth… Truth which wasn’t included because at the time I knew it was all craziness.

(from that post) A special path for me?  No.

But, I can’t say there’s not a special path for you.  Finding something “special” is really a subjective exercise anyway.  I’m guessing you’re smart enough to find the special in whatever path(s) you choose.

So how does one in such a state think there’s so much truth there in his head?  Well, by disabling his internal bullshit detector, of course.  🙂  Oh, life without a bullshit detector can be great.

Warning: Disabling your bullshit detector can cause the following effects:

• Not being able to detect your own bullshit can be freeing, but not being able to detect others’ bullshit can be downright dangerous.
• The bullshit you create will be the truth as you see it.  Along with the bullshit you create, you are likely to spew the real truth about yourself to anyone who asks.  This can be more dangerous than spewing actual bullshit.