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| Amount of texts to »me« | 130, and there are 118 texts (90.77%) with a rating above the adjusted level (-3) |
| Average lenght of texts | 127 Characters |
| Average Rating | 1.300 points, 24 Not rated texts |
| First text | on Apr 8th 2000, 04:29:37 wrote me about me |
| Latest text | on Nov 1st 2015, 12:46:02 wrote carolyn stewart about me |
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on Nov 1st 2015, 12:46:02 wrote
on May 31st 2005, 19:51:15 wrote
on Apr 13th 2001, 19:27:01 wrote |
I finally found that the force at the center of the universe is not me.
Doe, a deer, a female deer
Ray, a drop of golden sun
Me, a name I call the rational, conscious part of my brain. Freud called this the ego, or self. So what are the parts of me that aren't me? Do my subconscious thoughts share my existance, or just interact with it? Can I (being »me«) assume responsibility for the uncontrolled actions of my id and superego? And if this is »me«, then who the hell are »you«?
Me I Myself am the only me I know. You are always you but only I am me
In Neal Stephenson's »Snow Crash«, he says that the ancient babylonians had tablets on which were written »me«, which were sort of the equivalent of computer programs for humans. Reminds me of Dawkins' term, »meme«, referring to a self-replicating idea. Perhaps if you infect the assoziations-blaster with enough of your memes, the assoziations-blaster will come to resemble you. I suppose it would be easiest to infect something or someone with your memes when they're young, before they've had a chance to encounter other people's memes.
There's a lot of different mes: There's a mad me, when I get angry, and there's a scared me too ...
(rest obscured by noises from TV-sets standing around in kitchens, public lounges and so on.)
That's me!!
That's me!
ooh!
ooh!...oohhh,
you voluptuous Manhattan Island clit...
Take me...
I'm yours, you hole...
Fulfill my... wildest...dreams!...
(Mothers/Fillmore June 1971)
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