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Feel free to leave any questions, suggestions or comments on this page for any staff, contributors and fellow prisoners. We'd love to hear from you - solitary confinement gets a little lonely at times.
Feel free to leave any questions, suggestions or comments on this page for any staff, contributors and fellow prisoners. We'd love to hear from you - solitary confinement gets a little lonely at times.
3 things:
1. Clean up your spelling errors. The first thing you do before you hand in a "finished" paper is proofread. I know you're pounding this out like a madman and most people reading this are familiar with the experience of "word vomit", but I know you aren't trying to publish vomit. I can already tell this is going to be better than 99.99 percent of all other blogs trying to get at the Truth, but I know you want to exterminate that final .01 percent. That means polishing vomit (gross exaggeration) into pearls so iridescent they make unicorns (or Uncle Benny) shed tears at their brilliance.
2. No jodás con esta mierda de "el ingles es mi segunda lengua"! Hablás mejor en inglés que castellano, y me imagino que soñás (si vos dormís) en inglés y que tus sueños sean llenos de ecuaciones que el anglófono normal ni puede comenzar a entender. Sos más inteligente que la mayoría del mundo, entonces si querés chillar como una niñita tus gritos van a caer en un saco roto. Get rid of it.
3. We share a common dream, but I advise you that the path you are taking will never result in the inconceivable liberation that you seek. To the extent that what you are doing here is grasping for some strand of what you are arrogant enough to call the truth with a capital "T", you should recognize that there are many truths, and yet simultaneously no truths. As Nagarjuna says in his Mūlamadhyamakakārikā (honesty: this quote is via wikipedia and I have forgotten the majority of what I learned in my Buddhist philosophy class since I have the memory of an ant):
Auspicious is the pacification of phenomenal metastasis, the pacification of all apprehending;
There is no dharma whatsoever taught by the Buddha to whomever, whenever, wherever.
This blog is an analysis of phenomenal metastisis par excellence. When I try to grapple this stuff it makes my head hurt and my heart-mind depressed or enraged, my mind races in place of resting and I become unyielding and feel bereft. I cannot fathom the depths of the suffering which you, the madman prisoner, experience for your greater ontological capacity for comprehending this subject matter, but I assure the suffering is self inflicted. Understanding the fundamental corruption of our warden or pontificating on the structure of our prison will not set us free. If the solution for the equation with which you are grappling is inconceivable liberation, then I suggest you speak with my friend. I will contact you with his information, and I believe that this blog will be of interest to him and that you can benefit from each others' throbbing networks of myelin, neurons, and glial cells.
However, I would be a fool to disregard the value inherent in this exercise for the greater good. Your expounding of this truth, here and now, will have repercussions for the whole universe. You have told me repeatedly that things happen for a reason and I believe those words more with every moment. May this space work toward the loftiest of goals, may all beings be happy and free: LOKA SAMASTHA SUKHINO BHAVANTU, OM SHANTI SHANTI SHANTI!!!