Carl-Richard

When you love something, even in a limited human way, you experience it more intensely. The more you love something, the more access you have to it, the more deeply intimate your experience of it is — the more real it is. If love gives you access to what is real, then love in the highest degree is reality itself.

Social method, individual method; any method is not the thing

History repeats itself: We should be hailing circular developmental models, not linear ones like Spiral Dynamics 😝 EDIT: Man, I used to be long-winded.

For example in a niche where the foliage and general environment have pizza patterns on them. Camouflage is critical for predator and prey animals alike.

Imagine creating an evolutionary niche where animals with coat patterns most resembling pizza have the highest fitness 😆

I'm going off topic and posting kundalini pasta, because I'm that edgy.

Nowadays, I avoid it like the plague, namely because of the cognitive effects. All the times I've gotten high lately (unintentionally might I add), it was only a nuisance. The way I would describe the effect for me nowadays (in the mini- to microdoses I've been exposed to it) is that it dissociates me from my memories in the same way that looking through a keyhole constricts your field of vision. It's like you have 100 toys in your toy box but you only get to play with 5 of them at a given time, which sure, it can make you more creative, as creativity often spawns from working within certain limitations, but it obviously sucks for thinking sober and grounded thoughts.

I prefer real dogs.

Like this?

I'm talking with my advisor about doing a study which could satisfy your question (I won't reveal the exact hypothesis, but it essentially investigates the overlap between mindfulness and music). I'll come back to you in a year with the results 😆

I prefer silence in the morning.

Not anymore, but I've probably consumed weed around 1000-1500 times. I'm an experienced weed man. Last time I got intentionally high was in the beginning of 2019 (and then I had already been sober for a year straight).

It was a hand-held device. It tasted and smelled pretty weed.

His?? I'll stop.

Whatever you think it means It means I'm a smart and observant little boy

I meant PMs between you two But maybe not. Then I guess "long legs" was just another Schizophonia ® "non-neurotypical" language lightning strike from the open sky. But I won't press any more on that

I don't want to know what your PMs look like

Ahh I think I've tried one of those like 8 years ago. It was smooth.

As deeply rooted as seeing green leaves? 🤔 Sex is probably more deeply rooted as it evolved around 2 billion years ago, but we starting crawling on land and seeing green leaves on land around 400 million years ago, which is not bad either.

We're not talking about absolutes, are we?

What does that mean?

And you probably have an issue with drywall you're not ready to face We can all pull the "psychoanalytic fallacy" ;D Porn, concrete and drywall probably all play their part in making our lives a little bit more miserable, maybe porn a little bit more for some people.

Mmm, look at this beautiful "homosexual" bursting through his old plateaus (I'm making a joke, but his burning passion and emotional reaction is truly inspiring).

Definitely.