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Poker chips, everywhere! Do ask. Honestly, this place was never intended for the consumption of anybody i might encounter. I'm not naive enough to believe that it wouldn't be encountered, but i never really dealt with how i might then respond. Just as well that i didn't, really. This has, and should continue to be an experiment in how far out of my own comfort zone i'm willing to push myself in public. The answer to that question has as of late been; not particularly far. I don't know if it comes down to laziness, fear, or complacency. I'm assuming a mix of all three until otherwise proven. As strange as it might seem i have, as opposed to many previous parts of my life been in a state of near complete wellness relative to the 21-28 period of my life. This is, to say the least, odd. Though not wholly unexpected. Granted, my life has its privileges, which i have in previous modes of thought been too ridden with troubles to do more than duly note occasionally. Now i note them, pretty much continously. And that is....weird. I like weird, i have a great list of encounters with weird, and i intend to continue exploring in such a manner as to encounter and enjoy more weird. But blissful complacency causes a desire not to rock the boat unduly much. Which was something i enjoy having done, and find it necessary to continue to do to truly enjoy myself. Though i can argue that i have found other ways of rocking said both which are more to my discreet tastes than my previous no holds barred self-revelatory outbursts in this channel. Which leads me to something of a conondrum. I am fond of radical transparency. First and foremost i would like to see it applied in the affairs of state and private enterprise (large scale), but i do also see quite large efficiency gains if humanity were to cast off the shackles inherent in a limited appraisal/expression of oneanother as complete beings. This does not leave me blind to the deficiencies of a truly transparent relation to ones own life, thoughts and expression at present. I could, if i wanted to, draw up some really sordid stuff from the depths of my mind, and splatter it all out here. Though that would be very difficult indeed. Suffice to say, pry if you want, but without a question i might not always answer completely. But anyway, now a quick recap. Summer is over, winter is coming, and i'll shuffle this deck. I'm doing a lot of things now, most of them poorly, most of them with good humour. My trotskyist entryism project is proceeding steadily. The local labour party is a nice bunch of people, (up to a point, i will not press it further, though i could probably over the years develop quite a distaste for a lot of them). As long as i just attend meetings and try to understand the mechanics of the organization everything will be fine and dandy. That is what i'm there for, though i find them much preferable to most other national party organizations. (Of which my knowledge is, of course, skewered somewhat negatively.) I have some ideas for courses the party really should hold for its members if its interests veer in the direction of societal and regional comprehension. Though i am perhaps just catering to my own desires about more knowledge about specific parts of the structural, legal and economical framework norway is mired in both nationally and internationally. Fair enough, suggestions seldom hurt in any case. Not knowing exactly how to handle these structures leaves me shy in the face on them, but that will disappear over time, so i'm not particularly worried. So many words, and so many vague generalities, Gerhard, you're really quite slippery! Yes i know. I am now officially popping pills and powder to the great gold medal. The current regimen is 100mg Q10, 500mg choline, 500mg Acetyl L-Carnitine, 1200mg milk thistle and 12 g of something called Green Zone every day. This is in addition to the rest of my diet, which has been chronicled before. So, basically i'm sitting here in norway enjoying my days, wishing the world was not as tumultous as it is and going for broke on self-improvement. Time mostly spent on projects without any particular timeframe, or application outside of my desire to see what happens when they are completed. Oh, and i'm part of the cancer of labour unionism now. Whodda thunk it?! Should be interesting. I'm just loading up the lfs-take4 system, which i'll try to run from my main machine without becoming too distracted. This is pretty bland stuff, gerhard. Yep. Why on earth? You used to be fun, grumpy, self-reckless and expressive. Yep. Oh this has to do with holding down a job and all that stuff which is called ordinary existence isn't it? Sorta. Sorta? Is that your best reply? Well, apparently. Though what do i want me to say? This world still hurts as hell to look at a large part of the time and so many people are completely locked in their cycles of existence as to be uninterested in nothing but the (to me) most base forms of explorations of it. And you're turning more and more like that by the minute, aren't you? Not really. I'm exploring a lot. I've never been; a member of a political party, a union member, a sunday night arma 2 gaming session player, a full time worker, a smart drug user, a dietary nut, an exercise maniac, and some other things before. Granted, it must be alot of fun to float through it and see what is actually possible and trying to learn all of these things ins and outs. It is! Now your answers are short again. Yup. But recklessness? I miss it, sometimes. But the world as i see it is a reckless place. And now i want to weigh my punches for a while. And hit where? Agitate, educate, organize?! Oh vey. I know, don't even get me started on the jewish country regiment. By the way Gerhard, how was Cerebus? HOLY HELL THAT COMIC IS SO UNBELIEVABLY GREAT AS TO MAKE MY EYES WATER. Nice to know. It is, its just easy to become exhausted by it when you are too accustomed to outside/inside -discrepancies. Yeah. When are you going to get back to those outside/inside discrepancies by the way? Ummmmm. They're IMPORTANT! Yes, we agree, they're just kind of difficult to keep talking about when there is no visible jump-off point to further understanding of them. You mean besides re-reading Sync by Strogatz, and actually spending a decade digging into Penrose's Road to Reality? Exactly. Which means devoting some years to maths and physics and the like, which i totally should, if my energy level in the evenings was a bit higher than it has used to be. Which it is now? Perhaps? Well, hunh.... Which it is now. I'll get right on it then. As soon as i have hours to spare. Get up earlier in the morning for chrissakes, there's nothing stopping you from waking at five besides your indulgent desire to wallow in your own dreams. Dreams are important! Yup. Hey, now you're the terse one. Yup. Dangnabbit!