I'm in Santiago of all places over new years. Powered by farts, beans and cocktails. Distracted by juicy Latin American booties. Sunstruck and mildly delirious. A good month ahead.

Inspired by current cable series based on real life events involving two actual sobs that escaped for a few days.


But lets pretend you are not an sob and yet convicted for life or on death row by conspiracy and framing that is hard to recover from. You have now managed to get out of prison after a long effort. You have 6 hours until they know you are missing. You have no money and no id and only some random clothes and you are located lets say in https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Willsboro,_New_York

You will be listed in TV news etc very soon and need to find a way to evade capture and restart your life leading to amazing prosperity undiscovered.

How do you play the game? What are your first few choices? Your last meal was 6 hours ago. It is summer. (lets not go for a Banshee solution or anything that requires extraordinary luck and lets not do anything that will harm someone in any irreversible manner.)

I hate whenever my desire to kill is met with a hug from a good friend. I also like it.

Within 1000km from this Martian landscape (Atacama desert)

Yup. One of the driest areas of the world. Also, perfect human weather. And did I mention - sexual selection done right; curvy, tanned booty all around.

Sicilian Baroque. It's as interesting as it sounds. I've enjoyed the experience.

So what is with American tourists and Italy. Why the cahoots. I was there once. So prevalent, the only bar, almost, in Los Cinque Terres was named, 'The American Bar.'

I could do research but conversations require some degree of ignorance.

Xmas eve, three people entered the bar; not a word was said between em while looking at their phones.
I think I talked about how they don't talk.

Hell no, life is willingness to have fun, risk and fail and rise again, survive and become wiser and none of these happen if dead with some remarkably significant probability (anything over 1/100 at a given moment that doesnt come with some huge greater than yourself gain is significant bs risk).

Here's to living forever if you want to in scientific society. Its one of the objectives.

"Life really is, not the avoidance of death. Death! is the avoidance of death: the constant terror of death, the constant vigilance that one will not die....that is death.
What we call life is, fundamentally, the willingness to die."

It's not really a quote, as such. I mean you can tell he's quite comfortable waffling without curation or the real worry about how he came across. I doubt he foresaw the internet and realised how many people would end up really listening to his talks, that he likely charged some hippies from San Fran for.

The correct position is to not be afraid of death but avoid stupid risks, to hate that you will die one day until we solve it, but to be ok with it because the greater game will go on and it will not be the way it will be without you having lived, so the consequences of existence,the wisdom built, the love and intelligence offered in countless interactions you participated, this is your immortality.

Feel better already.

masque wrote a one sentence post!

The apocalypse will start tomorrow at 10:43 a.m. Eastern Standard.

Watts. My favorite “comparative religion” thinker. A fairly encyclopedic person for some one know to be “far out” or whatever.

He compared religions and decided to tell everyone to fire their guru and leave their pastor in a philosophical manner. Go dance like an individual, whatever.

My life is weird

I'm not afraid of death. I just don't want to be there when it happens.

Man, I hate letting people down. More than is good for me. It's all got be about the money, all the ****ing time. I'm going to Heaven, just like Forrest Gump.

Just as I thought, Scottish banknotes are not legal tender, not even in Scotland. Not that it matters.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Banknotes_of_Scotland

My day started with me saying that I was thinking of having a beer. In a quite kind and off-handed way, the response to this was, "cool, I'm going to hide the gun."

This was the least weird part of my last 24 hours.

I think we need to turn the whole thing upside down.

Death is not the price we pay for life, life is the price/thing we get to either appreciate or despise, but ultimately death releases us. It's kinda like going into a casino and either losing or winning a lot and then the bouncer takes it from you when you leave. Life is a gamble, but death is free. So it depends on whether you've won or lost a **** ton, obviously, how bad you feel about death, but knowing this means that we can enjoy the ride. The person who loses may feel much happier that death claims him and it is all over, where the person who has won should appreciate the highs and the wins instead of being too busy holding onto their winnings. Even though he is much more sad about losing his money and all he's acquired of happy memories and family, he certainly will have enjoyed the winning ride far more than the other person, and if he earlier is too focused on the fact that it won't last he won't be able to truly enjoy winning or gaining all these things. It's all about the journey.
That is a comforting thought in my opinion, not because I don't like my life, but because it means that you shouldn't spend your life clinging onto it, because the content and experience of it is what matters, in itself it holds nothing but potential for value (or for loss of value).

I think the way to see it is that life is basically a free trip. We get to live an entire life and no matter how much you fail or win, in the end there is resolve. You should want to live because life is good, not because the alternative is death, because death is really not bad.

Life is the potential, but death is reassurance. I'd much rather find solace in the fact that I'm lucky to die one day which will wash away all things good and bad that's part of life than be sad the good things have to end. Life is much more enjoyable because we have this reassurance that ultimately in the (very) grand scheme of things nothing we do matter, so we can just focus on enjoying life, and in a fulfilling way because - thankfully - it won't last.

You can't live life being afraid of losing what you have, because you're also losing what you don't have. Even if you were cured from dying to live on, would it be worth it? You'd see friends and family whither away and die, you'd probably get a lot more physical pain over time, your mental state would deteriorate further etc.

We should die at the right time, like GOAT moustache man said.

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Except that it isn’t immortal and is in reality quickly forgotten.

The universe never forgets. Information is preserved in this universe.

Immortality has no intrinsic desire for signature. The consequences are the signature that matters. It is not the echo of your name in the aeons. It is the imprint of past wisdom of all now long gone on the most sacred of places, the horizon of the soul of each new generation.

For at this moment the present wisdom of this universe is the sole reason all intellect has ever existed.