The Raw & the Cooked

I like eating red meat. Bloody, red meat. I mainly like NY strip, skirt steak, and filet mignon. I don’t care if they come from a cow. They are delicious. And for the record, I will not eat “meat” from a fast food restaurant. You know Jack-in-the-box killed someone with a hamburger. It amazes me that they are still around.

I also like eating pork. Bacon is a reason to live. It is crispy, salty, and goes with almost any meal. Yum. Yes, pigs are cute, but bacon is delicious.

I could never kill a pig and eat it, but I could kill a cow and eat it if I had to. And no, I don’t enjoy killing anything, but you can be damned sure that if I had to kill something, it would be to further my survival. That means I would be protecting myself or eating it, or both.

Also, if you eat chicken, you are eating something that was once alive. Same thing with fish. Do you honestly believe that just because fish are very different from us and other mammals that they do not feel pain? Sorry, but it’s true. So you half-ass vegans who don’t eat the cow, but eat the chicken or the fish – Go all the way and stop pussy-footing around.

It does bother me a little to kill something to eat it, but I’d do it anyway. Tigers kill to eat. Lions, sharks, cheetahs, and other animals that are a part of nature also kill things and eat them. This is how nature works. The circle of life. And by the way I’ve had fried shark and it is delicious.

You see, I love nature. I am a part of nature. And I love to eat. And being a part of nature, something will most likely have to die for me to survive. I love the circle of life. Although I don’t want anything to eat me. That’s why I’m going to get cremated. That’s my way of giving the circle of life the finger.

As a matter of fact, I have a list of animals I want to eat.

I hope they all don’t taste like chicken.

Time Divided By…Infinity

I’ve got a thing for fractals, which are, “…generally “a rough or fragmented geometric shape that can be subdivided into parts, each of which is (at least approximately) a reduced-size copy of the whole…”

When I was in high school and college, I would sit in my room late at night and ponder the nature of the universe. What was here before everything? How can you get something from nothing? Can you keep dividing something into a smaller part, like time?

I think time, and maybe everything else, is a fractal, which come to think of it jibes with holograms. Maybe every single thing is a fractal hologram, or pieces of a hologram and we are all part of the One fractal hologram’s subdivisions…

And suddenly Phillip K. Dick’s VALIS is making more sense to me.

I’m just a virtual construct in a virtually constructed world.

“So from a scientific perspective, neither objective reality nor virtual reality is proven. And what is happening is that modern physics with things like time dilation and space contraction, teleportation, multi-existence and so on, seem actually more supportive of a virtual reality universe than an objective reality one.”

Maybe we’re all just virtual constructs of our souls, playing a game where we cannot break the speed of light or defy gravity, but have anomalies like UFOs and angels and anything else that goes against the programming rules of the “universe.”

Hell, at one time, my theory of LOST was that they were all trapped in virtual reality simulation.

Parasite Changes Host Into Desirable Food to Further Its Own Survival

Presumably, the dramatic change in appearance and behavior tricks birds into eating infected ants – parasites and all – so that the bird can spread the parasite in its feces. The fruit-eating birds’ droppings, which are mostly seeds and insect parts, are gathered by other ants who then feed and unwittingly infect their young.

I was wondering; what if we were a parasitic organism placed on this planet to transform it into something else?

What if our destruction/transformation of our environment was engineered by some other unknown system/entity to make us ore the earth something else that was desired by said unknown system/entity ?

I always knew that time wasn’t real…

Related to the previous post, I’ve found this bit at Discover about how time may not exist.

No duh.

Time is Slavery

I was running behind on getting to work on time. My tea, which I had steeping since I went into the shower, was growing cold. The dogs still needed to be fed. And somewhere a great clock was ticking away these moments.

Finally in the car on my way to work I started thinking about time. Why time? Who is really keeping track of time? Does god keep track of time? Maybe god is god because time does not exist for him? IF time did not exist for me, would I become (a) god? What would the world like be without time?

I’m starting to think that time is a concept created to enslave us. We are tied to time in all things from our sleep to our jobs to the interest earned in our accounts.

Time is slavery.

Why is not important. What’s missing is who is enslaving us with the concept of time?