/lit/ - Literature

>>12450259
for me at least, this was always the attraction of nootropics and psychedelics: a world beyond differences. or at least intimations of a world which wasn't so pathologically preoccupied with them. of course, there is always the temptation to take something back from that world, and use it to augment this one, or to Resolve Its Contradictions once and for all.

because that is exactly what leads to Socialitis, if can continue to use this meme term - the sense of a kind of toxic pacification of human nature. in the West, we have settled on the Brand; over in China, it's the CCP uber alles. for the Nazis, the mythology of war. all contradictions eradicated - or diffused and and finessed out into the cosmos. Heidegger tapped into some of this in Being and Time - it's Being that you want, and can even intimate, if you just stop producing things. but of course, we can't stop producing things. the Spice Must Flow.

Wilber had a sense of it too, that civilizations - which are, ultimately, experiments driven by a search for consciousness, not necessarily Truth (or, heaven help you, equity) - would eventually hit a plateau in which everything that could not be done by *committee* could not be done at all. that's where we are today: the paradox of the need for maximal inclusion, maximal tolerance, maximal open-mindedness. and it is a complete disaster. there is no way to do it. all you do in the end is wind up throwing a kind of party that nobody actually wants to be at, but everybody feels they have to show up to, in the name of some Greater Good that never gets articulated. and then you go and you know immediately that this whole thing is a horrible joke that nobody can seem to stop repeating.

in these circumstances, charity - philosophical and religious - just starts to look better and better. it really does. the polis - like a kind of 28 Days Later scenario - is ultimately becoming infected by a disease brought on by its own making, by its own experimentation. but they are monsters of *confusion* and not of *evil.*

>>12450261
kek, i love you already anon. please make yourself at home here in the crumbling Cosmotech mansion, where nothing at all works the way it is supposed to, and the light fixtures are all busted, and everyone is fleeing from something, and where the mushroom crops are particularly fine, and the view of the sea has its charms as well. it is in no way shape or form resembling anything like revolution, and all of it is sliding into the ocean, but the view from the gazebo in the evenings are still a thing to behold.