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fourth wall

August 8, 2012
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All the world's a stage,
And all the men and women merely players:
They have their exits and their entrances;
And one man in his time plays many parts
-William Shakespeare

Every social interaction adheres to this idea — what the fuck is authentic interaction? Such is reserved for close friends. And even though it’s a rule that public presentation is governed by, everyone — even in private — still adheres to some sort of script. 999999999 academic theorists have expounded on this precept, and countless more ponder this phenomenon in various ways. And even as I write, the obviousness of this notion — the Fourth Wall — is so obvious that I feel silly even writing about it.

My point is not to holy-fuck-this-shit-exists, but to validate this schema of the struggle that I suffer. Everyone’s either an asshole or desperate.

“What do I say?” “How do I behave?” Proficiency of The Script is essential knowledge. Certainly there are different scripts for different scenarios; how do you learn all of them, or any one of them? Goddamn mysterious to me.

The highest achievement in relationship building is to break down the Fourth Wall. This means, in the end, characters are not fully determined by The Script. This means autonomous beings exist — and are independently interacting with each other.

Breaking down the Fourth Wall — this is generally a reserved benefactory. Fundamentally, this is what earns all titles in life, personal and public.

The moral of the story? Because all economic existence is predicated on situational falsehood: do whatever to be quasi-rich, or whatever. You’re destined not to be a 1%-er, because statistics. Fuck what you’ve been told, do what you want to do. This includes doing what you’re told — which seems contradictory, but occupational worth should not be diminished by some irrelevant, deceitful value statement.

*Maybe I’ll review this entry and edit it to make it less drunk. But I am, and sincere, so fuck it. I haven’t written in an extremely long while, and this is refreshing.

fuck-giving quotient

April 6, 2012
Introspection
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The Fuck-Giving Quotient

This ratio is comprised of fucks-given to fucks-received; whose ideal is to remain as close to 0 as possible. Let’s explore the nuances.

  • The fuck is the essential, indivisible unit for this analysis. Thus fucks given and fucks received are of equal value; transactions can be comprised of many fucks, increasing the magnitude of the ratio. However, for the purpose of this model, the ratio is reduced to manageable figures.
  • If giving a fuck is to be avoided, the fuck given is something better off possessed. Thus fucks are a coveted psychic currency.
  • As fucks are psychic currency–immaterial–there is no determinate finite quantity. Fiat, if you will. They can be printed. But as they are also inherently valuable, inflation does not apply.
  • As currency, transactions are voluntary.

The danger in “Not giving a fuck” is the purpose behind this definition. In an intersocial, and intrasocial economy, a lack of cash-flow (fuck-flow) leads to a depression.

It’s rational self-interest in a depression to save your $ (fucks) and avoid expenditure. Thus, commonly a defense mantra, “I don’t give a fuck” is in reference to fuck-scarcity a priori.

The solution is a stimulated economy. To merely not give a fuck exacerbates the problem; fucks must be given. But a fuck-investor will not haphazardly place these investments; they must be smart investments and yield a return.

Of course it’s wise to be frugal where you invest yourself, in what you give a fuck for. So do continue not giving fucks as necessary.

I recommend a 1:3 fucks given to received. Here’s why.

  • If you give one fuck and receive one fuck, the ratio is 1. This is technically sustainable, better than alternatives, but alas you’re stagnant. Only from a growing portfolio are you likely to be invested in.
  • If you give one fuck and receive two, the ratio is .5. Keep it up, but this rounds up to 1. You can do better.
  • If you give one fuck and receive three: Now we’re talking business.
  • If you give zero fucks and receive any, you’re feudal lord status.
  • Zero given and zero received means you’re dead.

The moral of the story is to monitor your fuck-giving quotient. For what all you give, what is the return?

locus of creativity

March 28, 2012
Introspection
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Ideas are born in a very different way from which they are commonly portrayed. I’m talking about the  “light bulb” that goes off in your head; sharp, crisp, concise, instant. Certainly that moment exists, once the critical mass of clarity is achieved. My point is that idea genesis is a process.

“Too often we are so preoccupied with the destination, we forget the journey.” -Some unknown on Google who was more articulate than the others

Writing entries such as this, for me, is, in part, to tap into the locus of creativity. Not that I’m writing creative things, but that the act pours out my consciousness into an abstraction; indexing and documenting it. In mapping my consciousness, I may be become closer to mastery of this creative complex.

And so the formation of an idea must first be understood. This is my attempt:

An idea is like the bursting of a bubble in a boiling vat of tar that is your subconscious.

Certainly there is more charismatic imagery to make this metaphor (See ‘lightbulb.’ Also, yes I know it’s a simile). However this prompted me to write in the first place, and has many effective aspects.

  • It concedes to the arbitrary nature of inspiration, in that the bubble may surface anywhere in the reservoir. The convergence of whatever microcosms in the conscious pallet are temporal and corporeal (experience, environment); yet unplanned exactly how they converge.
  • There is a simmering period whereupon the idea is formed over time.
  • The motion of “bursting” is the unfurling of the idea from the mind, suddenly visible and apparent for what it is.
  • There is a heat source, or source of the fumes — the point is there is a “source.” This is the creative locus.

Really I should have used a solar flare for this entry, come to think of it.

Anyways, that last bullet point is the main point. Beneath the entire conscious being is a source that drives the entropy of creativity. It’s not the point to direct this creativity; the dialectic of randomness and thought occupations are what define the “bubbles.” The goal is to have more source energy, to create more bubbles.