An interesting demonstration of how the human brain works.

But also something of a lesson regarding perception, and the unreliability of subjective perspective versus objective reality.

You can be extremely certain about how you perceive the world, your "lived experience," that which you "feel it in my heart." But that doesn't mean it's actually true. And it doesn't mean we have to endorse it, or ignore or outright deny objective reality.

That's a "you" thing, not a "we" thing.

silly idea i had last night

Indexing It All: The Subject in the Age of Documentation, Information, and Data, 91.

this vocal delivery juxtaposed with the ferocity of the animation always makes me lose it

Like this is personal and anecdotal and I do recognize that I am probably in the minority here (or if not, that people with a different experience are definitely way louder about it). But. Personally speaking, I am significantly more likely to be triggered (and WAY more likely to be badly triggered) by a story’s framing than by its content. And content warnings are themselves part of a story’s framing. Ironically, blackly hilariously, this actually means that an exhaustively tagged story which overlooks something is vastly more likely to do a number on me than a story labeled with some kind of extremely nonspecific Yeah Shit Gets Fucked Up Here tag.

Again, I recognize that this is personal and anecdotal and that I am likely in the minority. But I also don’t think this is in any way unique enough that it shouldn’t be something we consider when we talk about why people might go a less-is-more route with content warnings.

If we are always arriving and departing, it is also true that we are eternally anchored. One's destination is never a place, but rather a new way of looking at things.

Henry Miller, Big Sur and the Oranges of Hieronymus Bosch

There is no objective reality... there is only an illusion of consciousness, there is only an objectification of reality, which was created by the spirit. The origin of life is creativity, freedom; and the personality, subject, and spirit are the representatives of that origin, but not the nature, not the object.

Nikolai Berdyaev, Dream and Reality

guillermo del toro’s pinocchio is living in MY heart.....

I just commented something like this somewhere

But the reason people are media-illiterate is because they have a worldview that undermines clear communication and objective truth. Which means, they undermine what media is even for.

Look at how everyone's obsessed with the idea of "personal truth." Personal pronouns. Personal journeys. Personal realities. Then look at fandoms. Nobody can even acknowledge that stories have a point--a point that the storyteller intended, not a point that the audience assigns. Nobody can acknowledge that. It's all "open to interpretation." It's all "but what does it mean to me?"

Guess what, the person who wrote the book or directed the film or drew the cartoon didn't do it so that you could assign your own meaning to it. They did it so that they could transplant something from their brain and heart to yours. Something that wasn't in there before.

But you just want more of what you already like, so as it's being transplanted, you intercept and tear it into pieces until it looks like what you already like, unrecognizable from how the artist/author/filmmaker/storyteller created it to be--and then it'll fit--comfortably, unfortunately--into your closed-off mind.

misrecognition is not ignorance

i have a maybe lukewarm maybe hot take about this godforsaken show that some people could find mean, but i stand behind it, no elaboration (okay, some elaboration in the tags below… a lot of elaboration)

opinion: if you claim to like clara’s dynamic with the doctor and her character development in series 8 and 9, but simultaneously say you hate the impossible girl arc/elevenclara, you don’t actually understand anything about their relationship and what makes it the way that it is

One final cooking poll.

So my little brother and I are not allowed to be on the same team for family game night when we play games like Taboo, because most of the time we share a brain cell and the rest of the family has decided it's an unfair advantage. Today, I was trying to remember the word hummus but completely blanked, so what I said was: "Cabbage. No, hermitage" And my brother guessed "Brussels sprouts?" "No, it's a brown goo" I said, but my brother heard "it's a round goo" "Hummus!" he said "that explains the green from cabbage" "It was hummus, but hummus isn't green????" "Oh I was thinking of guacamole" So like. Even when he and I are thinking of totally different things we can still come up with the same word lol

american beauty / american psycho is so lyrically insane and has fob’s best bridges probably ever and post hiatus haters are too afraid to admit it

It's really crazy how people can't figure out how restrained Louis is by how clipped the narrative is. By how the space between him and Daniel grows smaller physically and emotionally. By how windows disappear from their scenes, replaced by art pieces about restraint. By how Armand gets closer and closer each episode. Until Daniel is quite literally under him.

Each of us has suffered a primordial inner schism with the result that any given human self is only part of a once-intact greater self. Each of us is alienated from the world (man contra world) because each of us is alienated from himself, not just warring or in conflict: no: the parts of the self have become separated from each other and because of that, experience of world is partial, occluded, impaired, deformed. A partial self experiences a partial world, with the result that world is alien, irreal, hostile, strange, arousing perplexity and dread. Man does not understand world because he does not understand himself...

Philip K. Dick, The Exegesis of Philip K. Dick