Bye Blogger

Since I have switched to WordPress, it is a little too much effort to repost everything over here. So if you are looking for more recent posts, go to troubleanddisorder.wordpress.com

So long!

Dear Evolution

Why don’t thoughts structure themselves completely on their own? Nature had so much time (how many billion years?) to perfect our evolutionary process, why would she leave that crucial crucial detail out of the equation?

Just imagine: you think “blue” and in an instant, you have all the associations with that concept in a neat exel-document, ordered by relevance and frequency of use. Now imagine the same thing with a concept like “climate”. You have to admit, its in nature’s own best interest to get our brains a little more organized.

We should write a petition:

Dear evolution,

we know you are very busy with whatever you are doing. We have one small request. In the near future, could you, if in any way possible, focus some of your mutation-potential on the efficiency of our minds? And while you’re at it, please get rid of stupidity and bad breath.

Thanks,

yours truly,

humanity.

Pink Clouds of scholarly Chili Chocolate

Who ever invented the idea of published scholarship? For the most part it merely seems to be a way of letting egocentric book-worms and know-it-alls publish their rants and pseudo-intellectual brain-farts. Not to mention the torture potential on frustrated students who are leafing through all of this because their profs cleverly hide it under the pseudonym of 'secondary literature'.
Another thing that stinks about this is how the titles of these 'scholarly articles' always sound so promising. The actual articles are of course utter nonsense. Its like a trap. How could you NOT read something called "Nonsubtantial Individuals"? Or even better "The Meaning of All". The tiny voice in the back of your head, warning you not to get too excited, its probably garbage like all the rest, is quickly silenced. The title is just too good! Waahhhhh! So you read it. And you get brainwashed and end up dumber than before. And this, my child, is what we call scholarship.

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Chili Chocolate is The Best. Ever since the doctors stuffed my mouth with ultra-high-spice-degree chili peppers each time Fritz came to visit, my taste budds seem to like some adventure. The degree to which chili and chocolate melt together! And yet the taste of one always preceeding the other (first chocolate then chili)... oh, the thrill!

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I have decided to finally give air to my long since entertained and uncompromisable opinion, that the english language should start spelling their nouns with higher case letters. It would pay these words the respect that they deserve. A castle simply is not the same as a Castle.

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People, especially large crowds of people still piss me off. Aka, stay away from me!
PS: ....its nothing personal...

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Please tell the newsperson in the radio that spreading 'facts' like "The ash-cloud will prevent Europe from having an actual summer" ARE POTENTIALLY DETRIMENTAL TO PEOPLE WITH TENDER SOULS! Just, keep it to yourself and let us Europeans stay in our tiny pink cloud of oblivion and bliss... thanks.


Go hunt!
-Caro

Shazam!

This is the result of letting Caro think for too long with no external inhibitors:

A circle, an endless one. An illusion of 'beauty' given to us by the necessity of evolutionary survival to make up for our intelligence, which is great enough to realize the absurdity of all living things. And yet, although aware of this treachery, we take it and we live. For what? For nothing; and that is the beauty of it! A circle, an endless one. An illusion of 'beauty' given to us by the necessity of evolutionary survival to make up for our intelligence, which is great enough to realize the absurdity of all living things. And yet, although aware of this treachery, we take it and we live. For what? For nothing; and that is the beauty of it! A circle, an endless one. An illusion of 'beauty' given to us by the necessity of evolutionary survival to make up for our intelligence, which is great enough to realize the absurdity of all living things. And yet, although aware of this treachery, we take it and we live. For what? For nothing; and that is the beauty of it! A circle, an endless one. An illusion of 'beauty' given to us by the necessity of evolutionary survival to make up for our intelligence, which is great enough to realize the absurdity of all living things. And yet, although aware of this treachery, we take it and we live. For what? For nothing; and that is the beauty of it! A circle, an endless one. An illusion of 'beauty' given to us by the necessity of evolutionary survival to make up for our intelligence, which is great enough to realize the absurdity of all living things. And yet, although aware of this treachery, we take it and we live. For what? For nothing; and that is the beauty of it! A circle, an endless one. An illusion of 'beauty' given to us by the necessity of evolutionary survival to make up for our intelligence, which is great enough to realize the absurdity of all living things. And yet, although aware of this treachery, we take it and we live. For what? For nothing; and that is the beauty of it! A circle, an endless one. An illusion of 'beauty' given to us by the necessity of evolutionary survival to make up for our intelligence, which is great enough to realize the absurdity of all living things. And yet, although aware of this treachery, we take it and we live. For what? For nothing; and that is the beauty of it! A circle, an endless one. An illusion of 'beauty' given to us by the necessity of evolutionary survival to make up for our intelligence, which is great enough to realize the absurdity of all living things. And yet, although aware of this treachery, we take it and we live. For what? For nothing; and that is the beauty of it! A circle, an endless one. An illusion of 'beauty' given to us by the necessity of evolutionary survival to make up for our intelligence, which is great enough to realize the absurdity of all living things. And yet, although aware of this treachery, we take it and we live. For what? For nothing; and that is the beauty of it! A circle, an endless one. An illusion of 'beauty' given to us by the necessity of evolutionary survival to make up for our intelligence, which is great enough to realize the absurdity of all living things. And yet, although aware of this treachery, we take it and we live. For what? For nothing; and that is the beauty of it! A circle, an endless one. An illusion of 'beauty' given to us by the necessity of evolutionary survival to make up for our intelligence, which is great enough to realize the absurdity of all living things. And yet, although aware of this treachery, we take it and we live. For what? For nothing; and that is the beauty of it! A circle, an endless one. An illusion of 'beauty' given to us by the necessity of evolutionary survival to make up for our intelligence, which is great enough to realize the absurdity of all living things. And yet, although aware of this treachery, we take it and we live. For what? For nothing; and that is the beauty of it! A circle, an endless one. An illusion of 'beauty' given to us by the necessity of evolutionary survival to make up for our intelligence, which is great enough to realize the absurdity of all living things. And yet, although aware of this treachery, we take it and we live. For what? For nothing; and that is the beauty of it! A circle, an endless one. An illusion of 'beauty' given to us by the necessity of evolutionary survival to make up for our intelligence, which is great enough to realize the absurdity of all living things. And yet, although aware of this treachery, we take it and we live. For what? For nothing; and that is the beauty of it! A circle, an endless one. An illusion of 'beauty' given to us by the necessity of evolutionary survival to make up for our intelligence, which is great enough to realize the absurdity of all living things. And yet, although aware of this treachery, we take it and we live. For what? For nothing; and that is the beauty of it!

If any of you actually read this entire paragraph word for word you are to be pitied. Which brings me to something else: Humans in general are to be pitied. The concept of 'man' is so mindblowingly absurd, it hurts. Think about it, and even better: observe! Just place yourself somewhere among people and watch. Its abject!

Too much negativity in one post. I do apologize.
Go hunt!
-Caro