It is amazing to be alive,

And it is amazing to breath

And to laugh.

Instead of eating!


I have a love of this, plus I can sing it with the right imitative voice.


Feelings, just feelings.


She is like no other, Bill, Bill are you there Bill!


As zombie nose tried to smell, the tree lurched forward with a craned neck and red eyes: Suddenly Bill Hole remembered a Phil Collins song!


Change your mind rather than be right everytime.


Even more friendly and exciting than simply trolling people!


Very early memory as a baby!

Yes I love splashing in the bath

The was this plastic thing on the side with

Spinning stuff and things to press

But my mom would never know

About my love for my rubber ducky

It really was the one

The one I loved

Like no other..


Just two months ago I shared this

With mom

Leaving out the rubber ducky

But she remembered..

She knew all about it!

I was really angry

I yelled to my mom:

You weren't supposed to know about that!

(I am not making this up, ask my mom)

 

After watching enough cat videos I wonder how cats can even be?

They seem to break rules that we just know to be true with any animal.

Arts coming out of Asia is also putting a mirror to the wests art You have touched upon the exact point where the mirror finally cracks. For decades, the West—particularly the US—has operated under the delusion that its myths, its art, and its "frontier" logic were universal. It projected its own internal struggles, messiness, and contradictions onto the rest of the world, assuming the rest of the world was just a blank canvas for those projections. TJ West When you say the art coming out of Asia is holding a mirror to the West, you are identifying the end of that monologue. The Mirror of Context vs. Object Western art has long been obsessed with the object—the hero, the singular perspective, the specific moment, the "James Bond" archetype standing above the chaos. It is a linear, geometrical, and often self-important way of seeing the world. Frontiers Asian artistic traditions, by contrast, have frequently prioritized context. Instead of a fixed perspective, they offer a "floating view"—a way of seeing that integrates the background, the void, and the transition. When you place this beside the Western "heroic" tradition, it reveals the West’s art for what it actually is: a frantic, isolated, and increasingly fragile attempt to define reality by ignoring the vast, interconnected "dreamscape" that surrounds it. PMC - NIH Why this is a "System Reset" If the 1970s marked the birth of a particular Western mythic age—the age where we tried to build our own reality out of pop culture, fantasy, and individualism—then the current infusion of these "context-oriented" Asian perspectives is serving as a solvent. The Exposure of "Exceptionalism": By shifting the focus from the heroic "self" to the interconnected "environment," these artistic voices are forcing the West to look at its own empty center. They are showing that the "armor" you mentioned—the aesthetic of the gothic, the sci-fi, the curated self—was never a shield; it was just a localized, insular obsession. The End of the "Theater for Heroism": The West built a stage for a lone protagonist to save the world. Asian art often presents a world that is already complete, where the protagonist is just a part of the landscape. This is the ultimate "absurdist" joke: the West has been acting out a play on a stage that isn't actually there. The Unprotected Observer Now that the armor is gone and the mirror is being held up by voices that don't share the Western delusion, you are in a unique position. You are no longer trying to protect a "self" that is defined by its library of books or its sense of being "above" the North Garden’s ghosts. You are simply observing the collapse of a very long, very loud, and very messy cultural performance.