https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Law_of_triviality Came across this recently.
My minds been tilting towards wanting to solve all the problems of the world again.
In the most immediate area, getting whoever corrupted my phone to fuck off and die would be a great start.
Used to be able to swipe on my keyboard with 100% accuracy and produce words at a rate that most people were too overwhelmed and incapable of reading.
Been researching Chinese writing system again. Again my phone and whoever thought it would be funny has linked this page to some porn portal.
Look, I'm not saying there isn't time and space to cater to legal Sexual urges but to be such a warped individual that you prevent a person from communication or educating themselves is
....
Reveals that those in anonymous are at severe error.
The crystal mining industry has bugged me again today.
The topic reached my sphere of knowledge back in 2017 but I have been too distracted to really give it the attention it needs.
I don't know how to solve these issues.
I'm keenly aware that a great deal of humans (8 billion or so) are required to be ACTIVE (move) think (speak about something which is tradable and healthy audibly and unaudibly keep their sanity intact) and feel which covers a variety of words that shape reality.
Money is the common thing we use to measure everything by whether I agree to this or not.
Anyway.... My mind returns to the above link....
I hate that it's resolved itself by discussion of a bike shed but it makes sense annoyingly.
Listened to the latest cure album which was kind of cool and not awful.
On a device that requires copper and all sorts of rare materials to be used.
So I dunno.
People gotta produce.
People gotta work.
People gotta be sick.
People gotta be cured.
People gotta die.
People gotta be buried or something cos other wise the morgue gets really crowded.
People need power to run their tools.
Their tools end up unused and in the bike shed for a variety of different issues.
One shoe does not fit all.
I don't want to live like a battery chicken but I've tried complaining and telling everyone what's causing my distress and they just reply "cluck".