Second Post Proving I Don't Exclusively Say Awful Shit:Duality. Are We Human Or Are We Dancer? My Sign Is Vital, My Hands Are Cold. Sorry, I adore that song and can't believe it was a pop-hit. Really, I think it was Plato who started this messy little thing. Aristotle came in and bitched him out because you can't make perception an immaterial task and then turn around and go "yeah but the body can only observe matter because I'm Plato and I have no idea what the fuck is going on".

Then another saint came along and fucked everything up. (If there is a trend in this blog it's that I'm really good at discovering saints that lied to everybody). This guy Tom Augustine (No, I'm not calling him by his saint name because that makes him sound untouchable) totally developed modern scholarly thinking by being--- a Scholastist. It was cool, but this fucking dude also thought the soul was a thing floating around inside you. Like matter or a pocket of brain tissue. Truth is, your soul is your body. The whole-damn thing. You can't lose too much or you pass the fuck out, and you can't augment too many parts with machine-stuff or you lose control over your impulses. It's how organic machines work. Go ask a tree why it branches off using this specific fractal geometry (G = (V, ω, P). It can't speak English, but it sure as fuck is going to keep subdividing shamelessly until we chop it down and turn it into paper. Humans are also this disposable. Get where I'm going with this?

There is an emerging branch of physics that doesn't make sense. It's called Quantum Physics. Basically, we don't have a way to know where the hell electrons are in relation to atom nuclei so we shit the bed for half-a-century and put our best guys up to the task of understanding why the fuck things are different when observed/not-observed. Turns out, when you hit a microscopic thing with light it acts weird because light pisses particles off somehow. We acted all weird like "Oh, this must be fucking magic because the things we're observing are smaller than a rat's dick". No, it's waves hitting particles and making them behave oddly you fuck-asses. No big mystery there.

Because we can't see unless there's light. If you think there are parallel universes just because some person gave you a bullshit summary of Schrodinger's little cat-box or the double-slit experiment, go read more books on how electrons are influenced by light (Richard Feynman is a good place to start).

And we can't think without a brain. We can't even feel without neurons and dendrites. You want to know the thing about duality? It's not what it's chalked up to be. We have brains that simulate souls. That's it, end of fucking story. The narrative forwarding some campaign about a piece of you that summarizes personal traits is a control mechanism invented by douche-bags that capitalize on people's stupidity so they can garner wealth and laugh like jerks as you try to protect a thing that doesn't exist via servitude.