RANDIAN
Ayn Rand tells a story of hyperstition, when she says something its like it is, she doesn’t need you, she doesn’t care about you. She has to not care, because caring is weak. Her philosophy is weakness, she wants speed without precision love without care and hate without feeling.
Does she care is the question which is not asked, because who cares?
Why care when you can not care, why move when you can stand?
Go where everyone has gone before and take better than they took, take more take better, build yourself a house without a floor because it is still a house, it functions in all necessary ways as a house, except the one that makes it that which is what humans actually need.
A house without floors, a wall without wall.
Caring without care, you cannot care for yourself without caring for others, you can care about yourself but certainly not for yourself, care about yourself and not give a fuck, easy peasy, easy money, easy game, soulless exercise, why do it?
Why does she do it?
Why do they do it, and why do they care about her?
Why do I care, why do we care, the future is undesignated, it is that which we do not know, the moment being right now, actually the moment being the one of right now, making this, our future even - perceivably to someone of the moment - even more unclear, I accept this.
I agree even, I agree we do not and cannot know the future, things are moving to fast, but
This does not mean we do not know what is coming,
We know what is coming and saying we dont is cheap - you dont have to care about the future but dont act like we cannot possibly know that what which will happen tomorrow.
Doomers and Randians what do they have in common? They act like they dont care, who cares? Who cares about Doomers and Randians, I care. I care, in a Randian way, not yet in a Doomer way, maybe I will get there, someday, I care because I am selfish and want to know what they are thinking, do I care because I want to understand, yes? Does this imply I care in the way a Randian Hero is to care, or am I still performing too much care, is want already a bad word, wanting, I am found wanting, I want to understand, I have shown my cards, “habe mich entblößt” as we would say in German.
Understanding them is a threat, is the care a threat, is Foundationism also an act of care, I care therefore I open my mouth, do we only open our mouths when we care? Am I lazy if I dont care, or is it better to just not care if you dont care? Can I force Care?
How do they make me think they care so much, is caring that important?
Im confused.
When you stop caring the fear ends, you stop care and its done?
I care deeply. I can’t stop?
I stopped caring about men, it took me a lot or Care to stop caring about men, it took me a lot of time, it took me a lot of self-Care time to stop caring about men, I think I have reached the position I want to be in, is this a randian move? My self interest is that of self-preservation, and protection of those who I love around me, is now my Care also a randian Act?
So can I act without self-interest?
Stupid philosophizing, maybe it brings me somewhere.
Ahahhaahaha nothing really matters, until it does.
Is she really that dumb?
I dont think so, but am I doing exactly the thing she wrote the book for - the hobbit ass shit — am I mystifying something that isn’t there because the lack of it is so bizarre - that I invent whatever I need into it so I can grasp at a philosophical straw that doesn’t exist is her Worldbuilding so bad that it builds worlds that are bad outside of her own scope?
She is smooth she is Ugly and she calls it beautiful it is Art and it is the highest one.
Optimization is the beauty — user friendliness is the wonder — that which is functional is for functionalities sake
Is it ugly if its true is it ugly If its fair what is Ugly when theres nothing anymore? Is she rich and functionality is the core — or does it go so far that it doesn’t matter anymore — its ugly but its beautiful not in the way an old run down house
I question I question what I am saying is she being serious or is she fucking with me? What’s going on?
Where does she go when she doesn’t think anymore how did she write this book? What do her friends know about her, I know she was weird and also never got over that — being weird and also being seen as that — so why did she do this? Why does she hate us? Did she like Margret? Did they like each other, did Margret think she was weird too?
Dumb bullshit
But the UI is the ugly part the underneath — the machine is still beautiful in some way the point is that that which tries to cover up itself is ugly?