Random thoughts with yours truly

I definitely ordered too much Chinese food today, I don’t know what it is, have had an Asian food binge this entire month. Ordered from three different restaurants but I think I finally found the one I like the most. It’s hard to find a restaurant that makes Chinese food just right. Cooking and preparing food is an art form of taste, you have to do it just right otherwise everything is ruined. If the food tastes just right you have to respect the cook and chef, it is their culinary art you’re eating.

Concerning the culinary arts authenticity and originality is everything, too many people try to skip out on ingredients to make some common mass produced food slop, that kind of bland food is so depressingly common everywhere, but the places where the chef doesn’t skip out on ingredients, spices, or other features, well that’s a rare thing anymore. That kind of chef is a true food artist, they’re true towards their craft and profession.

I think that I will be full of beef and broccoli for the rest of the day. I have a new fondness towards rice noodles as well.

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Haha…. I personally have only found the joy of eating good and proper food recently; I am, or rather, was, the type of person to eat peanut butter out of the jar without complaining. Now I learnt that believe it or not, men like me are able to “cook” (make a proper ham and pepperjack sandwich).

I’m personally full of milk, sandwich and what will soon be unholy amounts of caffeine if I can find the coffee filters

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The weather is cold here at the moment and it is the end of the week, so wanting something simple and quick I ended up making curried sausages,

The men wolfed it down.

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Looks nice to eat. :smiling_face_with_sunglasses:

That’s my mom’s cooking right there :face_savoring_food:

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Go easy on the broccoli.
No matter how much you wash the broccoli those pesticides that were sprayed on the broccoli getting between every little tiny floret in there, it’s almost impossible to clean all of those pesticides off of it. :thinking:

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What about stir fry? :thinking:

I got me a new pair of glasses today for driving and reading, they’re transition lenses. :smiling_face_with_sunglasses:

I mean in moderation!
Stir fry Chinese? How many times would you eat it?
Once a week max. :grinning_face_with_smiling_eyes:

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I probably eat Chinese once every two weeks. :thinking:

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Cool your jets :grinning_face_with_smiling_eyes:

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Okay then, I guess. :neutral_face:

You know what stops me? This is deep, y’all. Shame before my idols.

An example of two. Sam and Frank. Here’s how it works. If i believe i would be unable to get a ‘go ahead’ from Sam and Frank to spread mayhem everywhere, smash all tablets and go total Novatorean retard on the State, i wouldn’t be able to do it with a clean conscience.

Now i bet you this kind of thing is where reverence in duty to one’s ancestors and codes of ethics originates; the spookiness of wanting and believing you are being watched by a dead relative or a prominent political figure who is judging what you do. The first metaphysical paranoia to exist and the beginning of spiritism. It had to happen during the animism stage of religious thinking in man.

We started imagining going to a place after we die and meeting up with the dead important people from our lives. We imagined them watching over us (angels, daemons, etc) as we lived. Interesting.

How much of man’s moral sense is owed to a long development of that kind of minor psychosis and metaphysical paranoia? Eventually, the idea of the spirit of the ancestor and relative as the guide is replaced by first, a set of unrelated impersonal gods, and then finally, a single god.

It wasn’t just that spirits existed in the world, but that spirit(s) actually made the shit and lorded over it. Now, he feels the entirety of the universe is being watched and judged. From there, he develops a sense of duty toward his environment in addition to the ethical codes he upholds to avoid that feeling of shame he has after some transgression. Now, the whole world is part of the plot, and there are right and wrong ways to tend to it. One of the spirit substances gave it to us. It’s not just ancestral ghosts anymore. There’s one big one that has extraordinary power running the whole show.

I’d say this process occurred relatively quickly by evolutionary time. Twenty thousand years, max. The last 20 of the roughly 80 thousand in our timelime. The last monotheistic stage kicked off with a few minor scientific mysteries that came into view with the advance of various tech. Astronomy and the nature of the erf was the first big one to get everyone thinking. The thousands of little visable dots of light in the sky that change position. Freaky shit. That giant fire ball takes the same path every day over top of us. This is all the mechanical design of some super intelligent spirit way more badass than great grandpa Harold was (rest his ancestral soul).

That one super god was posited to explain away these mysteries and, finally, a place where all things spirit-based commune and simp in the presence of this one logically necessary to explain everything super dots-in-the-sky-creating spirit god.

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Think about it. Everything we do is as if we are on a mission to be like or at least impress those who we most revere. This is why Pez won’t get a job. The watchful eye of Tupac would look away in disapproval if he did. Why Satyr won’t move to America. Leonidas would never live in America the cesspool of anti-eugenic evolutionary failures.

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The day is coming when a single man will be able to give $132 dollars to every living person on the planet if he should so choose and still have 7.5 billion dollars after doing so.

You just think about that, kiddo.

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But they won’t willingly because they rather feel like living gods amongst everybody else rather than help out the rest of the world. :clown_face:

I don’t feel like an evolutionary failure, I suspect neither do you.

I like to think there’s more to this world than mindless primitive barbarism and deeply petty animal instincts. I like to think there’s more than these ultimately absurd meaningless games we all play in this thing we call civilization. It seems that death is the final reveal for all of us, ultimately what happens now only the inheritors of the future will know about.

Yep, called a family. Get off the pooter and spend time with yours.

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I’ll spend my time how I choose to spend it. :clown_face: