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“YOU ARE NOT THE ONE THINKING, YOU ARE THE THING BEING THOUGHT”
-FELONIOUS ACADEMIC
You are the page learning how to describe the ink while it’s still lays drying.
The “self” does not fuckin generate thoughts so much as interpret its emergence quick enough to claim credit for it damn inception. Thats such immediate ponder, so automatic, that it feels like its origin. But it is more accurately a retroactive Brain stamp punched onto something that happened.
And if you sit with that too fuckin long, without trying to correct any of its ideocracies, spiritualize it, or reject it, and the structure will start to feel a tad inverted off its kilter.
Thoughts are not coming from you.
“You” is something thought producing it to make continuity tolerable.
Not a almighty controller.
A fuckin translation layer.
Not a thinker, you intellectual bastard child
A fuckin pattern thats thought thunk, to then use it referring back to its own goddamn self.
This is where the everliving sentences stops being the poetic whisperings and starts becoming destabilized mindtricks.
You are not the one thinking, you are the thing being thought.
Not as doctrine motherfucker. Not as a fuckjn truth claim. But as a perceptual glitch that appears when the mind stops insisting on being the origin of its own fuckin activity.
Most people will immediately reject this, because acceptance would require loosening the most protected assumption they have, that there fell0w is a stabled author behind the internal noise of his farmed out mind.
“If your thoughts are yours, explain why you didn’t choose the last one you had.”
sincerely your favorite habitual line-crosser,
Felonious Academic
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It’s true. We’re a bunch of walking, talking meat bags whose true function is a to act as a mobile life support system for the mitochondria and bacteria driving us. The rest is just the story we use to comfort ourselves about it.