of note, both Joyce and Beckett sampled something of a learning, in terms of understanding the alphabet of surds: of musical notes, in writing...
you fit me a ******* symphony of music encoding into your brain... and i tell you: you're playing hum of the vibrating universe while you're at it... savvy?
year 2019 contra the year 2018... and some think that mixing whiskey with anything, which included ice cubes and pepsi is a profanity...
i once ****** into a a glass of wine and made the salute: and here's my blood, i bit my nails and said: and here's my body... might as well add to the mix... but... kalimotxo: god and the high heavens forbid this to be a profanity!
what comes first, coco in France, or kalimotxo in revising my numbed *** sitting on the yet to congested discovery of boredom? probably the latter: in that... oh i'm far from bored... i've experienced something that dictates to me: death is but a precursor... i'm not afraid of death therefore i can't seem to succumb to boredom, it's this persistent agitative nagging of:
well... if you can't conjure up a ******* hammer... might as well be the nail, or a gaping lack of either hammer, or nail! ****... productive "thinking":
if ever an antithesis of "nothing"... well... i can only think of one... the only antithesis of "nothing" is: thinking, or... the over way around... the only thesis of nothing is: "thinking"...
metaphors salute! custard pie in the making: fudge for logic...
why did i abscond remixing the "blood of Christ" for the **** of alcoholic norse gods raining on Scotch hinter canvases of fields surrounded by mountains and lochects?
mind you... ******* into a glass of wine... is not very much akin to pouring pepsi into it... but in terms of: adding to the experience of the living poetics? hum...
exactly! the only antithesis of nihil (nothing) is cogitare (thought)... or? ratio (reason)...
nothing is not a geometric entity... forget looking for it in Buddha's third eye / the Hindu bindi...
nothing is neither "existent" or "non-existent" it is no thing in the same way that it is no void / or absence...
it perpetuates the cycle of living off thought... or thinking: if thought can be a continuum known as thinking, rather than a random array of "plagiarizms" / eurekas of an idea...
nihil est cogitare... how much of thought is lost and never materialized... it has to "go" somewhere, doesn't it... isn't that what is the antithesis of that German's da-sein? i.e. wo-nicht-sein?
wonichtsein...
where is non-being? isn't that the same as.... there is being...
where's where (?) (tautology inquisitive) and there's there (!) (tautology self-congrats., like some Taoist monk!)
well **** me... where's there? and... there's where?
THE-ER IS "WH'-ERE"... ah... i see...
but no one can still point to novels from the 20th century, i.e. notably Beckett and Joyce and how...
they were able to write music... i can't read music... all i have is the concept of the ring, a circle, and nazgûl: or rather the language they speak...
close to the circle... shh...
prove:
that ℕ was not borrowed from ᚻ...
right... instead of musical notes... to write a piece of logic...
******* in a glass of wine to double up on the poetics seems much "easier"
well...
cogito (A) ⊢ sum (B)?
or: encoding math is a music you listen to: on funerals...
→ well yeah ¬(¬A) "=" A... the negation of a negation of A is... A...
what would have happened if Nietzsche wrote: beyond truth and falsehood... unless
¬(¬A) "=" A isn't good then i guess
so much for the "beyond" or good and evil... now we have rampant indifference to any ¬(¬A) "=" A
and a "dignified highground" of observable "nuances"...
infernal tautology: good isn't good is good, i.e. good (A)
A(¬A(A)) -
good isn't good is good...
i'm not even going to start to understand this infernal shortscript language competently...
so much for propositional logic...
isn't metaphysics: prepositional logic?
or is that: post-positional logic? after a while there are just too many nouns laced with synonyms, a yard becomes just as much as a mile, and neither are at all differentiated, then nuance comes in and even more is lost...
you want mathematicians to go crazy? give them a ******* thesaurus.