#philosophy rant

Personality, beliefs, feelings, relationships; those are either shaped by our limitations (for example, in the case of disabilities) or they're limitations on their own.

Freedom and liberation always come at a cost

The point I'm trying to make is that so much of our lives don't make sense.

Much of our ethics and morality is irrational and nonsensical but often repackaged in a tone of rationality and logic so we don't completely lose our sanity

Those who can manipulate language the best have an advantage.

Once you start questioning the rationality of any person alive, you're bound to find double standards and hypocrisy.

But language is a powerful tool, don't get me wrong. Because through language and the stories we tell we manipulate and create realities.

We can decide what cruelty, harm, abuse, love, loyalty or even personality traits are and through that we create powerful realities and institutions that hold the human civilization together. Civility and justice are but illusions of control.

This has fundamentally changed me as a person and how I see everything and how I interact with my emotions.

At the end of the day, what I say about someone in its essence is about how I feel about them, similarly others can think the same. I don't have to make rational sense of everything.

I feel liberated, but I've become a person who's only capable of criticism and bringing the very foundations of human civilization to its ruin, seeing everyone's hypocrisy and irrationality (even myself) laid bare.

*erhm*

People spend their whole lives trying to become interesting, which is funny, because the moment someone becomes interesting the first thing they do is try to look normal again.

Watch closely.

A person dyes their hair neon green, pierces their eyebrow, learns three obscure instruments, reads books with titles that sound like haunted furniture… and the moment someone asks them why, they say:

"Eh… I just like it."

Which is technically true.

But it’s also the emotional equivalent of hiding a dragon behind a houseplant. The truth is that humans are strange little narrative machines wandering around pretending to be furniture. We sit in coffee shops discussing the weather while secretly carrying entire mythologies in our heads.

Carl Jung noticed this and wrote:

“Who looks outside, dreams; who looks inside, awakens.”

But awakening is inconvenient.

Because the moment someone wakes up they notice something terrifying.. Everyone else is improvising too. The banker, the bartender, the goth girl lighting a cigarette outside a club, the photographer crouching in an alley trying to capture the moment when a puddle briefly becomes a mirror.

Nobody actually knows what they’re doing.

We’re all just adjusting our hats and pretending the hat was part of the outfit the whole time. ='D

Because society is essentially a massive game of musical chairs played by philosophers who forgot they were philosophers.

We invented taxes, chairs, dating apps where people swipe left on someone who might have been the love of their life because the lighting in the bathroom selfie was suspicious.

Meanwhile the universe is over here quietly manufacturing stars out of hydrogen like a bored baker.

Marcus Aurelius once wrote:

“You have power over your mind — not outside events.”

Which sounds wise until you realize your mind occasionally decides to remember something embarrassing you said in 2009 while you’re brushing your teeth.

So the i propose a theory..

Maybe the point of life isn’t to become perfectly stable or perfectly wise or perfectly normal.

Maybe the point is to become precisely strange enough that the universe briefly pauses and goes "Ah. There you are"

Because every once in a while you see someone walking down the street and something inside you whispers.. oh.. that’s allowed..

And suddenly the entire social dance shifts half a step.

Which leads to the question.

If the person you are pretending to be met the person you would become if you stopped pretending..

elon musk(and jeff bezos and mark zuckerberg) wants us to turn into cyborgs so they can sell us their products into infinity, they want a complete molding of self and technology, all for the purpose of marketing and ads, because the physical world is about as marketized as possible, but yknow what ain't marketized yet? metaverse

Yeah, it’s always me. Today we dig a little into philosophy. Specifically into Plato, my beloved (joke not intended) and how things happening around larry remind me of his works lately. Okay, hold tight. Most of it is gonna be nonsense. (Summary and links at the end)

Alright. Not gonna lie, the first time I listened to copy of a copy of a copy I thought about Hegel. This is my bias: I always go to read into stuff from a philosophical/mythological point of view. Anyway I thought about Hegel because that man was OBSESSED with number three and triads, you know?

Copy of

A copy of

A copy.

Next connection was (very naturally) Plato. If you know the basic about Plato philosophy, you will know it revolves around the duality of ideal world and reality and, to simplify, how the reality is a copy of the ideal world. The world of “ideas”, the so called hyperuranium, is the authentic one. The reality is just a reproduction. Ideas are the essence of existence and they exist independently from the real world. They are what human thoughts are made of and indispensable for the thinking process. They are universal, eternal. That been said, I archived this information in my brain and that was it.

Until when Alessandro Michele posted this jumper here. I don’t trust him (I can’t stress this enough) but I used to follow him on Instagram. From what he decides to share on social and the way he does it (roman mythology’s references, latin captions, cryptic paintings silently hinting bluegreening etc), I am positive he attended a humanistic high school like I did, or at least he knows this stuff. And I would try to guess he knows who Plato is. We do study philosophy in Italian licei, so yeah I think he knows.

This “copy of a copy of Ideas” comes from Plato and to me it’s a confirmation of my previews suspicions. This concept is obviously well known in the artistic fields from latin literature to nowadays fashion and figurative arts, theatres, cinemas, music. Aemulatio, inspiration, reference, replica… you name it.

I don’t know why he posted it yesterday, but after he has been bluegreening for a few days lately (coff coff after he acknowledged the stunt coff coff), it was… odd. So I went back on my books and opened the Fedro by Plato.

Things I re-learned today:

The supreme idea in the hyperuranium is the ‘Good’.

The name ‘idea’ can be misunderstood. It’s not like we use it today. It’s more like nucleus, the matrix, the system of organisation of reality.

Plato divides ideas in two categories: ideas of values (ethics, beauty, aesthetics, justice) and ideas of mathematics (geometry for example).

Mathematics. Matrix. The only thing I’ve been thinking after this was 369.

Now, I think we established somehow 369 reminds to this coacoac concept and it has something to do with mathematics. WBK cause this fandom can be smart (maybe send me link of stuff if you find anything about it) Unfortunately I know nothing about physics and I can’t really work when mathematics is around, I can’t even pretend I know what I am talking about to be completely honest with you, but I googled “369 matrix” anyway. And this is what captured my eyes (it was the first google result). I’ll leave the link here if you want to read about it.

Plato again. Platonic solids shape the world. “The entire reality is organised on geometry”.

Triangle, triangle, triangle.

Now, 369 is apparently the Key matrix of Tesla (tesla code) too? It’s like the key of the universe or something? And it is connected to the fibonacci sequence and the golden ration (there were posts and explanations about this too somewhere here and on twitter) Whatever this means… the only thing I understood from all the reading I did was: The pattern 3-6-9 repeats itself indefinitely. Constantly. cause you know… everything is a copy of a copy of a copy.

I found this on my way navigating the dark side of this google research:

Eternal spiralling. Like.. you know… these spiral patterns? Add some bunnies in there too, I’m pretty sure I’m missing something

Hopefully, it will make sense in the end!

Now that we are all here talking about numbers… look 74. 7x4 = 28 LMAO STOP STOP STOP STOOOOOOP PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THE GREEK GODS STOP

Also, I find this very funny. I previously mentioned the “Phaedrus” by Plato. It’s a dialogue and consists of a series of three speeches on the topic of Love. Now, it’s too long to talk about it properly but basically they are having this little chat on what love is. Is it erotism? Is it passion? Is it better to love? Is love a disease (curse, antidote) and is being in love like being sick? How many different ways to love are there? Also, this revolves around an homosexual relationship (between a boy and an adult very common in ancient greek literature).

Adding Bowie to the rant…

I find this quote from Bowie really interesting:

The fine line between the dream state and reality is at times, for me, quite grey. Combining the two, the place where the two worlds come together, has been important in some of the things I’ve written, yes. “That other life, that doppelganger life, is actually a dark thing for me. I don’t find a sense of freedom in dreams; they’re not an escape mechanism. In there, I’m usually, ‘Oh, I gotta get outta this place!’ The darker place. So that’s why I much, much prefer to stay awake.”

Now, I’m not an expert of Bowie music. To be completely honest, I don’t know Bowie music at all. But this specific choice of words is intriguing somehow. When I read it from a blog here on tumblr, it rang a bell in my brain. A fine line between dreams (ideas) and reality. Bowie even mention a doppelgänger life which I only read as a life of imitations. Don’t let me even mention SOTT “we gotta get away from here (x15), we can meet again somewhere, somewhere far away from here”. I’m 99% sure I read some HarryxBowie parallels for fine line somewhere on here. I’m gonna attach the link when I find it!

Summary: I started an analysis between coacoac/369 and Plato based on nothing. The main link I can see is that yes, 369 is coacoac and it is explained from a platonic point of view. Plato talked about a duality between real world and ideal world and how the world we live in is a reproduction of the “world of the ideas”. There’s no authenticity in the real world. Nothing here is new, nothing is original, nothing’s left to say or ‘invented’. Everything comes from an ideal world as a copy of its ideas. If we want overdo a little more… we could see this contrast as a real (ideal) vs fake (real) world. In this way, the real world is basically… not authentic. Fake. If we read it as if Plato was living in our times, the unoriginality of our world is built on the most beautiful and attractive surface, hiding the emptiness it hides behind. I am going so deep im gonna be lost at the end. Anyway. The ultimate idea, the main goal is the Good. It’s very optimistic. Like Louis after all.

Sources:

I found this recap of the main concepts from that big brain of @skepticalarrie ! X

Here an interesting analysis of COACOAC by @ialwaysknewyouwerepunk

Here a collection of hints and connection by @queer-halo ! It’s mindblowing to me that once you realise something everything is somehow related to it!

Uncut interview with David Bowie: LINK

The post where I first read the mentioned Bowie quote: HERE by @hershelsue

Which is funny, because philosophy isn’t really a subject. It’s more like a loose thread sticking out of the sweater of reality. You pull it once and suddenly half the universe starts unraveling in your hands while everyone else in the café is just trying to drink their coffee in peace.

Most famous ideas sound solid when they’re written in books. Marble statue ideas. Heavy ideas. Ideas with Latin subtitles.

But the moment you poke them with a stick, they start making interesting noises.

Take René Descartes, for example. The man famously said:

“I think, therefore I am.”

Which sounds airtight until i lean over the chessboard and ask a slightly inconvenient question.

If thinking proves existence… what exactly are you when you’re staring at the ceiling at 2:19 AM with a completely blank mind except for the distant memory of a sandwich?

Are you temporarily less real?

Or maybe thinking isn’t the proof. Maybe experience itself is the proof.

Then there’s Thomas Hobbes, who decided life without society would be

“nasty, brutish, and short.”

Which is an interesting hypothesis coming from a man who never watched two strangers help each other carry a couch up a staircase or witnessed three drunk friends outside a bar trying to rescue a pizza slice from the pavement like it’s a fallen soldier.

Humans are brutal sometimes, sure.

But they’re also strangely cooperative little primates who will hold a door open for someone they will never see again.

Then along comes Friedrich Nietzsche, kicking the philosophical door open like a dramatic stage actor declaring:

“God is dead.”

I squint at that statement the way a photographer squints at bad lighting.

Maybe God didn’t die. Maybe humanity just changed the costume department.

People still build temples.. they’re just called brands, ideologies, political movements, productivity systems, fitness regimes, and group chats where everyone worships the sacred ritual of sending memes at midnight.

The gods didn’t vanish, they fragmented.

And then there’s the ancient classic from Plato - the cave.

Human beings staring at shadows on a wall while the real world exists behind them.

Which is an elegant metaphor until you realize something hilarious.

Half the people outside the cave are now staring into glowing rectangles that show them new shadows, just with better resolution and an algorithm deciding which shadows they get.

So i wonder if the real philosophical question isn’t whether we’re trapped in a cave.

Maybe the real question is:

Why do humans keep redecorating caves instead of occasionally wandering outside to see what the sun is doing?

And after a while, sitting on a bench watching the whole circus, i started suspecting something even stranger.

Maybe philosophy isn’t actually about finding answers.

Maybe philosophy is what happens when someone notices that all the answers we inherited came from people who were just as confused as we are… they were simply brave enough to write their confusion down.

Which raises a small but dangerous possibility.. if every generation inherits questions dressed up as answers.. then somewhere out there right now is a kid in a library, a bar, or an alley with a camera around their neck who is about to accidentally ask a question that knocks one of our "obvious truths" completely sideways.

And history will call that moment a breakthrough.

But in the end, each person we hold up so high is one of us. They are no god. They hold no supremacy. If you cut them they bleed, if they drink water they have to urinate, if they stimulate themselves a certain way, their brains orgasm and release chemicals to make them happy. They have flaws, insecurities, and transgressions. There is no one human that these things do not apply to. And yet, we hold them as gods. And when we realize they are human, we hold them up further because it makes us realize we are gods as well.

We control this earth. We control ourselves. And for some of us, we control each other. Whether we mean to or not. But we have to remember, inside of each of our heads is the most complex computer in existence. And inside each and every one of everyone else's is another computer that may be more efficient in one way or another, and may fall behind in other ways. But in the end, if you cut that person, they will bleed, if they drink, they will piss, and if they masturbate they will cum. And that connects us all. No matter how useful our brains are. And no matter how far we go to use them.

So even though we are small, we are powerful. And if we work together, rather than destroy each other, we have nothing to lose, and everything to gain. We have a world to earn. We have ourselves to take care of. We have each other to love and help when they are down. We have the universe to explore.

We have created every religion, we have exceeded every expectation, we have survived dozens of millennia, and we have so much more to live, if only we work together, and hold not one upon a pedestal more than one other, or let one drive us apart.

Stay safe out there. Peace out :)