Busty

From:

http://kunstler.com/blog/2012/04/strange-jubilee-1.html

"The rusting Cadillac is pretty because of the weeds and rust transforming it from a straightforward and unambiguous Symbol into something else, something more subtle and suggestive and evocative. It once again becomes a source of beauty and art.

New cars are marketed as symbols of beauty, but it is a cultish beauty. You are invited to experience its beauty as a singular, flawless object. ...."

Busty

I don't want comparison, I don't want Right or Wrong, I don't want who did what, who is right and who is wrong, who is guilty and who is not, What we should do instead of what we did and such. Hate Nature Busty, use it as a tool, the dam creates electricity that is good for people, the greens don't like people, they like an imaginary clown in the sky called Nature (what was once called the good old Jesus Khryst, in fact, give us back the good old Khyrst for Khryst's sakes, we don't need any new (age ?) religion, we already have many fine old ones that work well enough in hosing people's minds). I just like things as they are, all kinds of things, the beauty in the way they are simply without any Function, any Social Meaning and Morality, they are nothing at all, we can't do anything with them, we can't attach them to any of our puny pain/pleasure circuits or any of our social conflicts, Me better than You, me more morally correct than you BS and such, any fights, and win or lose thingys, etc. We can't attach the old car in the weeds with any Function, any intentionality of use, anything at all, it simply suggest that things are mostly undefined, mostly useless, mostly without any function.

Just like Science and Math are mostly the results of Machines expressing Mathematical Relationships from the outset, from the beginning (by their design and their Intentionality of use reflecting the way we are designed, and especially the way our Man Brain is designed, the arbitrary quirk stupid circuits in our randomly organized Man Brain which could have trillions of new better, more chaotic, deeper, richer and refined organizations and such, the way we were arbitrarily designed by the blind forces of Nature through natural Evolution, but having no deeper truth or fundament or absolute than a random group of pebbles on the street) and we think that that is Nature talking to us (when we are simply talking to ourselves using our puny language and logic, nay Matter talking to itself with one of trillions of arbitrary language and reality framing and formatting systems possible) and expressing the unreasonable precision of mathematics in its predictive and descriptive power in physics the physicists love to believe in, just like another religion and such, everything we look at is always trying to be framed into something social, good or bad, morality, political, guilty or not guilty (and punish and deserving this or that and hard work crap), fights, A against B meanings and suggestions: just like you do, but you can't see past all of this BS, this mental pollution, you can't accept things for what they are, simply useless, without a function, without meaning, expressing pure existence without any possible function.

In fact, we should construct machines out of random pebbles on the street and mountains and random ocean waves and wild clouds, we should construct abstract machines that use all of that which has and can't have any function even because it can't even be delimited and pinpoint down (an ocean wave extends in time and space an unknown amount, same as clouds and such) and such machines must provide functions that are even more detached and abstract, impossible to define, ever more.

The V8 in the new cadillac is made up of pebbles as the cylinders and clouds as the spark plugs and such. And repeat and extend, the wilder the better, be crazy, be insane, be incomprehensible, break the chains of logic, of people and society, break the chains of Non Contradiction and the Identity Principle, kill it all.

THE 8 MAN HAS SPOKEN ONCE AGAIN