The Reason Shallow is Shallow

B (on social media): I love this album, No Faith in Strangers

A: No Faith in Strangers. Did you want to talk about this motif? I’m figuring out why we trust the strangest strangers. It’s because they are vulnerable.

B: It’s an album title.

B: Fuck you.

Commentary is the Catalyst that makes Cannon possible. The looking back and finding out why if not true. It’s not true that I want this person to eat shit and die, but I feel like that because it was a waste of my time to ask the long question only to get the short answer. No one likes that. It’s a form of mental love rejection.

Friends? I seem to ask. “No. I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Is my response. That used to hurt so I invented a world where I could retreat. A safe world where “friends” didn’t matter. I had books. It wasn’t enough. They didn’t understand. There was no back and forth that implies understanding.

It was okay. I knew that it was a book and it would never get me like a “real person.” I knew that I could be my own best friend, but not right away. I had to figure out who I was and who I wasn’t. Who I wasn’t would then be my friend.

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We are Animals that we don’t know

Because, I love them. Because they are beautiful. Because they helped me when no one else would and now I want them to help others but they don’t trust me
I need the power of art to lure people to my world and then show them my understanding of them is real and infinite and the world we create together is real and infinite and we can play together. Inception meets Edge of Tomorrow.
Every day is the dreamiest game and it’s through others we can validate whole worlds and it doesn’t matter if they are real if they are helpful to getting something more out of life.

That seems to be the idea behind improv
Yes. But it’s temporary. I’m talking permanent improv.
Where we can wear our characters longer.
I loved that guy you were in good bad worst.
I think someone loved Pierre Escargot. He was the first that has a real name.
The french painter cubist I could never be. I want to write his song because he can’t.

You are asking me the questions I can’t ask myself.
Our understanding is subjective, but sharing requires a bit of objectivity. What then?
I want to bridge the introvert and the extrovert and that’s what the duo does. It creates a safe environment where the weird reigns.
Physical love is hard because we hope for the best when we judge on appearances.
Mental love is hard because physical chemistry is important and sometimes impossible.
Polyamoury is one way of addressing that we are faceted beings with different magnets that push and pull us towards and away.
I don’t want to fight the tides of my soul, I want to document them and bring them to light so I can swim.
I don’t want to be the only one swimming because it’s no fun. I want to share the xperience of using improv to create real characters. that make so much sense they get developed in the same timescale so they can play together.
Necessity is the Mother of Invention. My needs have been met for so long it’s time to think “wants.” My wants are so long I’m following the tail hoping to find the animal.

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Performative Identity beyond Artifice

“I like the idea that you only need to have one other person get an idea in order for it to be validated.”


What if you put that person inside yourself? Weird things…

I’ve been alone too long, I’ve created other people that are my strength. Now, I need to let them out.


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Yellow Words

I speak in Yellow Words. They are the beach of two different cultures coming together. I’m asking those around me to walk on this beach. The rocks are uncomfortable and the journey is long but at the end is a pot of gold of understanding. It’s something that I know we both want.

All they see is the sour grapes. The road is different for each person and they assume that I’m on the wrong beach, but it’s my beach. I created it because I knew that some people would want to go there. I have to believe that because I love being there. It’s up to me to work hard for understanding. Harder than I ever worked before. Talking to others helps me figure out what the magic words are. What would I need to tell you to get you to walk a beach with me? What would be the right thing to say?

Trust and the issues of no self-trust. People were raised by their functional family first. They were never really understood. The power of the duo is that you only need one other person to believe you to share ideas. The interesting part is when that  person listens and adds to what you have to say. You’ve become something more, something better, something wonderful. A brilliant hybrid.

I had a sister who was my other and we invented worlds where we were anything and we tapped into them to assuage our fears. My sister was afraid of being alone in the bathroom, so instead of never addressing her needs, she invented a world for us to play in. In the bathroom. That is powerful because we shared something real, intimate and really not normal, but it showed me the power of play and how it can address fears that are irrational with a solution that’s illogical unless you are a kid and you know how powerful scenes can be. They make the mundane fun.

Yellow words make my world fun. I want others to be there with me and I know they can be if they imagine. Truly imagine.

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String: The Power of Focus (longform)


Magic Words or The Power of Focus
“The way I see it is that…”

“What can I do?”
“Would you like to share an experience?”
“Also, I’d like to work on your theory.”
“Long form is…” <– shape to context (and other constraints)
“Do you have energy, time and focus for ______ right now?”

String ideas: Yellow Words, 80/20, Jazz situation, Subjective Logic, Beautiful Nothings,

Equation: permission + others +patience + focus + time = magic words

I’m not needy. I’m what I want. I need to be we.

I look without asking. I take without asking.
Now, I must give without asking.

How to give if I expect you?
How to give freely
no expectations

Silence functions as signal/noise in conversation which is dangerous. That’s exciting.
Silence is the complex handshake of the introvert.
What’s left?
What’s not asking?
Something half-formed, a mystery, a compelling mystery
a half-myth that makes you curious without guidance.

Gods formed in dark randomness. They said meaning was true and then there was light.
When thoughts were powerful and time was invented. Limits were created.

Beauty, terror and calm worked together. One focused on love, one on people and the other just mitigated.

Calm worked the hardest because Terror and Beauty did not agree. Calm became Rage.

Who then was mitigating? Rage enjoying playing both teams. Rage begot Play. Play was feisty.

Rage became old and died. Play was mean sometimes. Play was hurting people. Play begot Guilt.

Years later Culture was born and then Cultural appropriation was born. Take and Give. Permission

Then, No. No one liked No. Mostly because the duo No and Time made everyone scared. But Focus and then finally Strength.

The Other was the last of them and the most mysterious of them. A permenant “To be continued.”

Antidote and Catalyst were good friends. They mitigated Risk. Risk and Play were best friends.

Experiment followed and Hypothesis. True and Nebulous. They wondered what Consent looked like.

They live in a different town.Journal and Art scampered. Flow Learning Loops Insight We Plural Infinity and then the last one out. Sort. Hope, Nebulous and Long.

Art and Theory are best buds. Value is a funny one.

Ownership and Value did not get along. Cool and Other became close. Dangerously so.

All of them had a meeting.This meeting where they all sat a panel. They invented Yellow.

It was the first and most interesting group child. This one was prolific.

They all needed a home. They wanted to live in a place without limits. A Town Without a Name.

Jazz introduced Noise, Signal, Random, Silence and then finally Secret.

Prolific vs meaningful. Why are they in the same area?

Questions make a person curious without Guidance.

Guidance implies needs, I’m just talking wants. I want more resources, so I decided to throw a story party. I will start alone, to get the format. Then I will have them all join in.

I’m a “We” if I count time travel. Looping. I’m astigmatic.
That means that I can’t see your face until I get up close, but not too close.

Shout what you think is happening if you know for sure. Or at least 95%.
People love confidence.

Balls up.

I love everyone because
I love myself
and I’m infinite
if I can learn quickly enough.

Loops. Edge of Tomorrow.
Why he can be a badass.
Death is not a problem.
The time limit is vaporized.

How to Consolidate.

Balls down.

Your meme family
and your gene family.
Handles with numbers allow plurals to express themselves simple.

New/Old Names.

Kat-15 is this year’s name.
KAT is the name of my home and that’s where we live.

How can we manage mental strength publicly without being diagnosed?

Diagnosis is a limit.

Everyone can add numbers to their functional family name and those numbers give us focus because I didn’t think it was helpful to name of the ideas I had, but I wanted people to know that I’m interested in the long form social performance to get somewhere deep.

Name tags= people are new/old
change name= change nature

Comfort=Security Blanket=Talent=Value

I add the value to the proposition because I bring my home with my. My home is my ancient knowledge.

(drawing idea: intersection of our visual intelligence)


Know Thyself=Fun by Yourself

home anywhere=comfort anywhere
context anywhere = comfort
bring your favorites with you
home with you = simple magic = power
making people comfortable with you= complex magic


Art is a way of asking people to be at home with you in a non confrontational way.

non-confrontational way= no expectations = no threat= no judgement
god=infinite judgement
infinite judgement=infinite power
-judgement                 -judgement
zero                                zero meaning
power without meaning = freedom
+time                              +time

+more time
altered state of affairs=story party

It has to be.

The Power of the Duo


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Magic Words (always draft)

Love, Sharing, Art.

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Yellow Words (never finished)

“Sucker” is one of my favorite words. It means sweet thing on a stick and also that I’ve won the game of value proposition if I’m the one saying it.

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