Early October Post

This blog is not a clone of the Weebly blog, although sometimes I might clone some posts. The Weebly blog has nearly a year of entries, and so the time has come to  go over it again and put all of the thoughts through a metaphysical cotton gin. But you know, I sometimes like to shift away from skeuomorphism, so it's a cotton gin, but not a cotton gin, it is a remaking with better order. A redesign of ideas. That sounds much better. I documentary came to my mind inspired from Žižek, a perverts guide to ludology. Ludology like art, arguably a subset of art, is very dangerous. Some so-called schools of economics and psychology are like this. Side issue.

Formatting Issues and Other Notes

My editing technique apparently is not putting linebreaks where they are supposed to be. Sorry about that. I will try to remedy this going forward. So far this blog just has copies from the original however I may change that so that this blog has original content about the same subject. I may try rewriting the posts from the other blog.

Identities and Ekklesias.

I once knew an Eastern Orthodox priest who ran a church out of an old small house in his backyard that was once a small rental property. It was a cozy place with a full closed off altar, icons, and hymn books. I was reminded of the quaint chapels in Catholicism, the oppressed house churches of Protestants in China, and the cheaply made meeting houses of the Jehovah Witnesses. I then also remembered the Hungarian Unitarians who took Dârjiu fortified church from the Catholic Church during the reformation, now run as a hippy commune by the Hungarian Unitarians in Romania. I have mentioned before that all bodies of information once seeded grow and must be nurtured by an Ekklesia, a group called out of regular society. On a global scale every religion is a minority, yet each once continues to exist because of the small dedicated upkeepers, or in purely informatic terms, the copyists. I recently began using Patreon again, this time funding a man who keeps servers up and running for playing the old Doom Multiplayer WADs from the 90s and forward. DoomKid on YouTube. Here I am funding an Ekklesia, DoomShack is the name of the operation. DoomKid is a priest for this duty, running a chapel, or house church for the old WADs. The rest of gaming goes on, but this stays. There is a lovely one for the Vectrex and Atari Jaguar, I tried to get one up and running for the 3DO but their old CEO admitted he lost the documents for recreating that device. A person may join several of these ekklesias in their life, contributing whatever it is they can. I am a priest for Edmund Bergler and Peter Michaelson, just as Slavoj Žižek is for Jacques Lacan. Personal identity is often about what one has suffered from “We are X, oppressed by Y”, or what one is for or against “We are nationalists of X, opposed to the agenda of Y”. Rarely are identities formed around pleasures, “We enjoy shooting jizz out of our dicks.”, “We enjoy Doom WADS”. Perhaps that will be key for the enlightenment for some future ekklesias of various bodies of information.

The Limited Size of Public Libraries

When one mentions information printed in a book one thinks of the shelves of various libraries throughout the world. Most counties in the United States have a public library, albeit sometimes just a small one. The books present in one are usually a very small selection of curated books or donations that will appear in many public libraries around the country. While books are a form of information that last the longest, in their physical form there is not much space for them. You have public libraries, university libraries, houses of religion, private warehouses and servers for brick-and-mortar and online retailers, and then the ever-ephemeral personal homes. So such a very small amount ever get to be widely distributed. Many undeservedly do, and many great works go unnoticed, touching a few lives, and then are at risk of the Big Delete. This is why Islam will go on to dominate the religion space. It’s book is short and simple, anything that wants to last will need to imitate its style. I hold on my desk a small booklet from Eckankar based in Chanhassen, Minnesota, near Minneapolis. That is yet another text-seed and body of language that most of the world must be oblivious to, and yet it lives. Each file needs an Ekklesia such as this. The Temple of Ek campus is singular though, I am not sure where else there is a complete library of Harold Klemp and the rest of the Mahanta line. I will keep track of it. Next I would like to bring your attention to the bling and deaf woman Helen Keller who died in 1968. She had language even without sight and sound, truly this is the essential human characteristic. She knew that is love is something not seen or heard. She left several books, most of them now in public domain. Know them well and observe her use of sense-data verbs and nouns. What programming language could she have used? I imagine her writing a quipu that can be dipped into a machine that produces braille output for her. Perhaps she would have liked APL, each character drips with more meaning that can be understood with fewer characters allowing each to be touched and meditated on, even by a blind-deaf person. So then, it and others have this unique value as programming languages.

Initial Post

I have been focused on blogging on the Weebly platform. I will be creating some parallel posts here and possibly unique content as well.