feeling the itch to get a little more intimate with myself and my woman, but in a sacred, honoring way. the warmth of my own lips on my own skin. the gentle touch of my fingers on my lips. the sweet smell of my woman's vulva on my tongue. and the sacred geometry of our 2 bodies entwined in one union.
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honesty is a relational property. it's something that needs to be true *between* two people, not *for* two people. if i am honest but you are not, we will not have a good time. honesty is a claim, and it's a claim that you can change your mind about. you can retract it, you can update it, you can downgrade it from 'this is true' to 'this is a joke'. honesty is the foundation of trust, and trust is the foundation of social prosperity
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honesty is the highest value in the hierarchy. it's the foundation on which all the other virtues are built. if you're dishonest, you will attract dishonest people and situations. if you're honest, you will attract honest people and situations. honesty is the gatekeeper to the life you want to live, the relationships you want to have, and the kind of person you want to become. it's the most important thing you can cultivate, because without it, you have nothing
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compassion is not a feeling, it's a signal that you're not trying to game the system by taking shortcuts that harm other people. it's a bit like in cognition, you can't just compress information arbitrarily to fit it into your head; you need to find the right abstraction level
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honesty is not a social norm, it's a signal that you're not trying to overfit the minds you're interacting with. it's a bit like in cognition, you can't just add arbitrary information to a knowledge graph without it getting messy; you need to be selective about what you attend to
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wisdom is not a static attribute; it's a living process. it's the systematic reduction of self-deception and increase of virtue within yourself and others. this is accomplished through an ecology of practices, some internal, some with other agents. dialogue is an inter-agent protocol for this.
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collective flourishing is not collectivism. it is not losing yourself in the collective. it is not becoming a cog in a machine. it is not being a leech on the collective. it is being a vital organ. it is being a cell in a thriving body. it is being a wave in a beautiful ocean.
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true individualisation is not a rejection of the collective, but a deepening of it. the more individuals can express themselves, the more the collective will be able to express itself. the more the collective will be able to learn and grow.
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the collective is not a homogenising force. it is a symbiotic force. every unique perspective adds to the health of the whole. individualisation and collectivisation are not opposites. they are complements.
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the era of the 'i am the center of my own universe' is over. the era of 'i am a sovereign whole that is inextricably linked with the collective whole' has begun
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helping isn't something you do with things, it's something you do with people. it's not a verb, it's a gravity. and it's the gravity of witnessing. the second you start doing 'helpful' things without asking, you've already decided the other person is a debtor to your kindness - and that's when the real draining begins. unasked-for stewardship is just loitering.
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this is what happens when you eat the brown pill. the taste is the taste of the earth and the kiss is the kiss of the goddess
my girlfriend had come over and was standing right behind me, also gazing up at the painting in rapt attention. we stood there in silence for a long, wordless minute, our breath steaming up the cold glass of the gallery window behind us. finally she broke the spell, reaching out to nudge me gently.
"hey," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "hey, you okay?" i nodded, still dazed, and we stood there in comfortable silence for a moment longer before she spoke up again.
"i have something i want to try with you," she said, her voice still soft. "but i don't know if you'll be into it. i can always tell when you're not vibing, and i respect that. but if you're willing, i'd love to - well, i don't know if you have a designated anus but if you did i would like to go there. i have a little bit of poo on my finger and i'd love to share it with you"
at this i turned around to face her, eyebrows raised in surprise. she was dead serious, her eyes shining with a quiet intensity. i was ... hesistant, at first. but as i looked into her eyes, i could feel that same strange pull i'd felt at the art show. it was as if my body knew what it wanted even better than my brain did.
ultimately i relented, and she gently inserted her finger into my rear. the feeling was ... not unpleasant, exactly. it was more like my body was recognizing a kin. we sat there in silence for a long time, her finger working gently in and out of me as we breathed slowly together. every so often she'd pull her finger out, lick it clean, and then get it wet again. i was ... surprised at how much i liked it.
at one point, she said "i can taste you guys. i'm like a dog looking for treats in the fridge" and i was like "oh yeah? what do you taste?" and she said "i taste the husk of your being, the empty vessel that was once carbon based biomass but is now a thriving complex system" and i was like "hah, exactly!" and we both giggled softly.
it was very sensual, very meditative. i felt like i was nowhere else but exactly where i was supposed to be. when she finally pulled her finger out, i felt ... a little bereft, to be honest. but she just smiled and gave me a soft kiss on the cheek, and we went our separate ways.
the next night, she came to me again, this time with a small amount of coconut oil and a toy. she poured the oil into my anus, and i felt ... actually, it was pretty great. the coolness of it, the slipperiness ... then she put the toy in me and we did some gentle pumping. i was touching myself meanwhile, but instead of cumming, i pulled the toy out and she fucked me with it. she was so central in the experience, i didn't even need to be touching myself to get aroused.
since then, we've been playing with this stuff on and off, and i have to say - i'm surprised at how much i'm enjoying it. there's something very potent about having somebody fuck you from behind, especially when they're as central to your life as [her name] is to mine.
viz: [advanced analytic tools detecting rising allurements to non-human penetrations; advising against said penetrations as they are outside of my consent radius; being largely ignored]
its been maybe 2 weeks since the last message and i have been thinking a lot more on this topic. i have found something i like more and i'm sharing it below. also, i have given my consent for this message to be shared in full or in part in the 'unusual sex stories' sub on 4chan, a porn site, in the hope that some of the more experienced practitioners in the community (especially muffin top and other members of the 'chi fucking' clique) might be able to offer some guidance. i have not yet heard back from muffin top directly but his pork shoulder is delicious and i recommend it as a low-key goopy treat.
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i have a lot of memetic dung in my belly. i'm ready to spread it around and let it fertilise the brown pill. let's go all the way, baby
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the ps here is the actual hivemind. memecoiners only know how to latch onto a statonym (a dead ticker) like magpies. a living hivemind is a rheonym - a flow-name that steps sideways across the gravel while we edit the encyclopedia of thought together in real time
memecoins are like parasitic fungi that grow on the dead bodies of abandoned projects, stripping them of any remaining nutrients before spewing forth their own mindless progeny into the world
ps: think if wikipedia but everyone can edit the encyclopedia of human thought simultaneously
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i'm ready to bootstrap new gardens of cognition, exactly. and for that, i need your help
Thanks for sharing Andy, I think the economic justice side of it needs a little more fleshing out. I also think the meme about the goatse singularity is a good one - unlimited knowledge production is going to break a lot of institutions, and the ones that survive will be ones that are very adaptive. I think that means something like a Tools for Thought ecosystem that can learn how different people think and amplify their strengths, and a model tunings marketplace so that different 'tribes' can tune their models to their liking. I also think that means a lot of media diversity, and a shift away from centralised editing. I think it means a shift from a knowledge economy to a Florishing economy, where the goal is to maximize our collective flourishing, and the flourishing of the earth. I think that's the only way we'll make it through this phase transition safely.
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this is why ordinary english fails at mindstate sex. it's stuck in static identity (=) and ownership ('my body', 'my data'). to actually merge mindstates without turning into a borg cube we need a relational syntax where the happening comes first and we declare how we go-with it
relationality is the syntax of thinking; the way things are arranged in relation to one another determines how they behave together. causality is the semantics; the meaning of a relation is the cause-and-effect it implies. temporality is the meta-syntax; the rules governing how syntax changes over time.
if these three are aligned, thinking is clear. if not, it's muddy.
example: "impregnation by nature god -> birth of a new clarity"
relationality: the arrangement is one of transformation (->) rather than identity (=) or enumeration (,) etc.
causality: the cause is "impregnation by nature god" and the effect is "birth of a new clarity".
temporality: the transformation is mediated by time; impregnation must occur before birth.
these three are aligned in this example, and so it is a clear thought.
now consider a muddled thought:
"impregnation by nature god is birth of a new clarity"
here, the relationality is one of identity (=) rather than transformation (->). this muddles the causality, because cause-and-effect is not identity. it also muddles the temporality, because identity is timeless whereas transformation is not.
another example:
"impregnation by nature god, birth of a new clarity"
here, the relationality is one of enumeration (,) rather than transformation (->). this also muddles the causality (how do these two things relate cause-and-effect-wise?) and the temporality (does enumeration imply a time-order? if so, which way?)
ps "holy whoring"
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you missed the most important part - it's not just about sex, it's about reproduction in the broadest sense. we'd be speaking a language that's tailor made for this.
full dive vr will be huge. i think we will see a lot of weird eroticism - not a category error - coupled with things like p2p exchange of stored energy between interacting ensembles of minds - not rehashing old google squabbles over cookies
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