This reads like an early diagnosis of what we now experience as ambient fragmentation. Where meaning still exists but no longer arrives bundled with a place to stand. The loss was the bounded contexts that could hold sensemaking capacity without demanding universality.
> but hoping that they can somehow explain myself to me
I do not understand this sentence. I do not understand what problem the narratrix is trying to solve here.
I have read all of meaningness.com, and while I found much of it informative and some of it useful, I also never never understood what the main problem of "meaning" was and why we need it.
I don't know if this is because I have already transcended or "solved" my own personal problem of meaning and therefore need not worry about it, or because I am too confused to even realize that the problem of meaning exists...
I got linked to the article about geeks and MOPs, which seemed insightful. Your explanation of nebulosity was pretty good. Your account of the history of ideas was very interesting, although I kept hoping for a deeper explanation of the choiceless mode and what is good about it.
I also hoped for some insights into ethics and how to deal with background nihilism, but alas, I found nothing truly useful on that topic.
I also read all of Vividness, mostly because I liked your criticism of Buddhism, western and eastern alike.
>But it is also not trivial genre entertainment, as it may appear to outsiders. The subcultures began to explore the possibility that seriousness and playfulness are not mutually exclusive.
Well, the better sort of "literary" fiction has been somewhat aware of this possibility for a long time, but playfulness has always had the subordinate role - allowed to puncture seriousness gone wayward, but no more than that.
What a fun date. Hopefully you don’t get too many neonazies with auto alerts for 14/88 stuff here.
Geez! I had no idea; TIL. For anyone else who missed this phenomenon: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fourteen_Words
It's wonderful in its over-the-top emotional idiocy! I particularly enjoyed "Lane viewed Nazism as part of the Zionist conspiracy" :)
This reads like an early diagnosis of what we now experience as ambient fragmentation. Where meaning still exists but no longer arrives bundled with a place to stand. The loss was the bounded contexts that could hold sensemaking capacity without demanding universality.
Thanks! Yes, that's my understanding also. My next post might be about that!
> but hoping that they can somehow explain myself to me
I do not understand this sentence. I do not understand what problem the narratrix is trying to solve here.
I have read all of meaningness.com, and while I found much of it informative and some of it useful, I also never never understood what the main problem of "meaning" was and why we need it.
I don't know if this is because I have already transcended or "solved" my own personal problem of meaning and therefore need not worry about it, or because I am too confused to even realize that the problem of meaning exists...
That’s interesting… I don’t know either!
What motivated you to keep reading, if its central topic didn’t make sense or seem meaningful?
I got linked to the article about geeks and MOPs, which seemed insightful. Your explanation of nebulosity was pretty good. Your account of the history of ideas was very interesting, although I kept hoping for a deeper explanation of the choiceless mode and what is good about it.
I also hoped for some insights into ethics and how to deal with background nihilism, but alas, I found nothing truly useful on that topic.
I also read all of Vividness, mostly because I liked your criticism of Buddhism, western and eastern alike.
>But it is also not trivial genre entertainment, as it may appear to outsiders. The subcultures began to explore the possibility that seriousness and playfulness are not mutually exclusive.
Well, the better sort of "literary" fiction has been somewhat aware of this possibility for a long time, but playfulness has always had the subordinate role - allowed to puncture seriousness gone wayward, but no more than that.