The Creature's Cookbook

I was just watching a documentary regarding Hieronymus Bosch. In it, there is speculation that he suffered from St. Anthony's Fire. Aka errors when backed turning into LSD. It was briefly mentioned this could've been the reason for people having bouts of dancing as you have mentioned in your writing. I'm curious to know your thoughts on this theory.

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I have a difficult time buying that. It spread too quickly. In one day we had as many as fifty start dancing. At first they’d look like they simply had an urge but couldn’t stop. After a while they’d look like the classic zombie. In some sort of trancelike state. At its worst they’d occasionally come awake and beg us to help them stop, then vanish into the fog again. It was unnerving, and I am me.

One of the strongest things I have ever seen. I believe it to have been a kind of mass hysteria perhaps hinging on a missing critical nutrient. There had been a famine. I do not buy ergot. We knew about it and worked hard to prevent it. We were a brewing town. We weren’t stupid.

I will add also, to my argument, that it was “cured” when my friend suggested red shoes and a magical walk around a shrine. Red shoes had meanings they don’t have now. It had some sort of dumbo’s feather placebo effect on them.

I eat it daily. Or else.

Quick hack. Bland the ingredients together. Freeze in a loaf pan. Stir every half hour. Yes crystals are larger but I leave mine in the mixing bowl and just pop it back in swiftly. Gets to be ice cream pretty swiftly

Having had followed you for a bit, it is disappointing that the experiment ended in the way that it did. Though I am entirely unsurprised by the outcome (humanity is unkind to the people who do not fit in their...boxes). I do hope you have found a new 'passion' per say and live as unapologetically as you can, as this world most desperately needs a reset.

I suppose this is a question line too, so a question should follow, though I do not expect an answer. Lets think, have you found any of humanities conspiracy theories interesting? Intriguing? Which ones would you have considered diving into?

I disagree. I was given the model I wanted and saw the outcomes predicted. Was also able to duplicate them. I call the experiment a success. It is a pity only that humans are that predictable.

As to your question:

I’m sorry, but most of human conspiracies are nonsense based on misunderstanding. Butler PA though…

It's been years, what a coincidence to suddenly see you a little active after so long just when the other day I was thinking about you. I hope you are doing alright and eating well.

I'm so sad to see your website and books are no longer accessible since it was one of the first things I wanted to buy once I got enough money to spare... which after years I apparently didn't achieve yet, I'm honestly ashamed of that...but hey! At least emotionally and mentally I'm in a better place than before and I wanted to let you know that partly it's thanks to you and something you said to me once... you kinda rewired my brain and...thank you.

I've been avoiding the news because of my health but I know things hadn't been great over there, however I hope you are doing well and still finding joy, while I'm aware the experiment is over and you no longer share about your life so I'll never get to know about it again, I hope you still laugh with your friends, walk and enjoy home with your pets, try new hobbies and recipes, and maybe write more. I miss reading about your memories, your opinions about mundane stuff, and all that, your perspective was always so refreshing.

Lots of good energy to you, Simon, and respectful hugs if you like them.

Thank you friend.

I am often surprised to know anyone was altered by me. Happy to know I affected a few positively.

Allow me to say that all of the history I’ve outlived has taught me one solid truth: there is a moment to fight. All else is rest. Keep your mind active, your body fit. Ignore nonsense, but stay aware. All things in their due time. The world is always slower than you wish it to be.

Be kind as often as possible. Not passive. Not placating. Not enabling. Kind. As in kin.

I’m sorry. I had intended to write more. People seemed interested. But then everything moved rather quickly, and I lost interest in placating rudeness. I do miss many of you though.

That’s alright though. I told you, you’d eventually forget me.

You said that you removed the bodies of plague victims. Did you by chance arrange the bones under the church in Paris?

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I was not in Paris when the catacombs were built. I did however move bodies in Paris when there, but that was when the cathedral was being built.

I mostly buried plague victims. There were too many bodies, and they believed I had already suffered plague and survived, because I never became ill and was mute. So I was a very ideal candidate for such grunt work. The church would give me money to visit those who recently became ill and were quarantined. I brought them food and checked in until they stopped answering. Then I called the body collectors. We did the burying in the evening.

I just wanted to let you know that you’re a recurring guest in my mind since 2021. Im finally pursuing writing and in great measure your… autobiography? diary? cookbook?… well, writing, is to thank. I heavily regret not getting a physical copy when I was able cuz it would’ve been a great treasure in my bookshelf.

either way please don’t eat me and have a good day.

As a general rule I find it somewhat insulting to be asked not to eat someone who has been nothing but polite to that point. What reason could I have to do so, and so why is the opinion of me so low?

Today I will let it slide.

Physical copies were never meant to be in massive circulation. Contrary to my detractors ideas, I was not doing this to become infamous or famous. It was a study. The material is meant to vanish. Small independent publishers, ultimately narratives control, easy POD circulation for access, self sustaining financial stream. But permanent? No.

My name will vanish as was intended. And humanity will forget it ever knew the truth.

And thus I return to my sphere having escaped the punishment many said would come for revealing myself. Humans forget they have terrible memories.

I did not.

I hope you have a good New Year and that you're doing in general.

I have a question. How were chandeliers operated before electricity? It does seem like a dangerous thing to operate. Pully systems? Large candles? Wouldn't they get wax everywhere?

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Yes. That’s precisely how. Some contained oil lanterns rather than candles. They were tied to the wall at an anchor and lowered for cleaning and lighting. Yes they did drip wax, though not too badly compared to modern candles. Many chandeliers were designed to prevent the drip with channels and so forth.

1. First and foremost, the psychological aspects are wiiild and I do believe in some part at least it is some kind of social experiment (especially being on tumblr of all places).

2. I do believe it though. I do, I genuinely believe we (humans, Homo sapiens) have no fucking clue what exists in this cosmos, simultaneously.

The theory, being, life, thought, etc. you represent is the reason I became an anthropologist and I just wanted to tell you that. I am fascinated.

I am honored to have inspired you.

Yes it was on tumblr, but it was also elsewhere and also pooled data from there, though tumblr provided me with a unique platform on which to code additions to make science possible.

As I’ve said eternally:

You will never see me break character because there isn’t one.

My reality is mine. You need not believe it. That information is relevant too. But I will never acknowledge your reality being superior to mine. That’s simply how it will be, however angry one may become. And people did. Demand I label my blog un-reality. And so forth. I will not label myself for anyone’s comfort or mental health. 1. It disrupts the data. 2. Since when do your mental health conditions get to determine the reality of others? Where is the line there? You’re on the internet. You should know to believe nothing you see unless otherwise corroborated.

There were many who wanted to fact check me. When they did, inevitably I would get an image from a century old newspaper or an image from a digital project confirming. As well as messages telling me how and why they know I’m wrong. Let me say this: given how little white people actually know of black history…you really think you know what bits of history are factual and how? Don’t be daft. History is full of holes. You can find as much information to prove what I say, as you can to dismiss it. Hold space for paradox or uncertainty. It’s not as threatening as you think. It’s in the gray area you get to see the important bits that are obscure.

I presented myself as I did to generate the conversation I wanted to see. This is true of everyone, but because I claimed to eat humans, I found a strange mixture of replies from groups I didn’t expect. Many negative behaviors. An excellent way to catalogue human character flaws when encountering difference. But also the lack of reading comprehension I encountered. It was even more interesting to give the audience control and see what they did with me.

I was accused of every crime you can imagine. People I knew and worked with were threatened. People tried to physically track and locate me. And why? I stuck in their craw.

I have a habit of that.

So why not use it to see what you do?

And so I did. Watching IPs walk through my content and wear digital masks. Fascinating behavior. Watching them bicker over the fallout, also academically interesting. Everyone behaved as expected but interestingly, it did not matter what alterations I attempted to make. They determined the group would fracture and fail and so it did not matter what pattern I attempted to shift. Revoke a privilege, they found another path. Declare a truth to be so, they’ll find a way to make it a lie.

And so it became necessary to find a way of describing the layering effect that was occurring. The experience of the story I told, then the experience of interacting with the one who claimed that story, then the fiction of what paradoxical attachment they had, and then of course the pantomiming of emotions most displayed in order to make changes. I mean to say, to a high degree, the participants displayed behaviors that indicated they were role laying themselves within a fictional setting. This made it acceptable to behave in even worse ways toward me as the focus and anyone adjacent.

What have I learned? Many things but supremely relevant at this moment is this: a cult cannot happen without a focal point, but in no way does the focal point have to be a willing participant for the exact same cult behaviors to present and play out. Nothing can be done. It is a forgone conclusion. What will break it is ego combined with betrayal of the central figure.

Two things at once. Lack of benefit to the individual, and lack of trust for the leader.

Important to know in this moment. Yes?

Anyway…I believe I am rambling. I learned many things and am still going over the info collected and what it tells me.

I can tell you this much…

At the rate humanity is going none of us have any time.

What truly amazed me about the entire experience is the tremendous degree to which people didn’t want to LEARN about me so much as be acknowledged by someone like me.

Perhaps it’s time to give you all a bit of perspective. My websites were all heavily embedded with tech to track movement and origins. I was watching all of you behave. On this app, other platforms. I would see an IP address ping on six of my pages, 20 or more times in my inbox, appear on my webpage, and so forth. I could see which people were complimenting me to my face and deceiving me. It wasn’t deception.

Humans do not understand real patience, and so no one ever listened when I told them I was watching them lie. They assumed I was enjoying the chaos. No. I was mapping your behavior so as to better predict it.

The info from this was very enlightening and certainly useful.

I wonder often, if the people who turned my work into a crash out to draw attention from their flaws, ever learned the lesson. Or if they are still as solipsistic.

As ever I cast no judgement on the merits of self focus. It certainly increases survival, but it doesn’t make you friends. It is however important to identify the attitude of the human majority as selfish and fixated upon their own perspective or experiences.

True empathy is now extinct in humanity. And I wonder if your longer lifespan has to do with it. I am far older, but perhaps there is a middling period which, like proximity to wealth, dulls empathy in your people.

Regardless, so many people made me the fixation of all their anger bias and misgivings, so many calories poured into poking at me. No amount of “you do realize this is silly and also diagnostic” did not suffice.

People love to vanquish monsters. Even if they must first dress one up to do it.

Happy hunting 💜💔💜

Did you by chance get your name from Simon Morin?

I hope you're doing good. Miss seeing you here.

Thank you

No.