The nature of BHC, a comprehensive guide.

[BabyHeadCrab]

Glancing at my bag of baby-carrots that I've been munching on for the past few minutes, I glance down at the ingredients list. It appears that the only ingredient in carrots is carrots. It's that simple, it's almost comedic. They made the 'carrots' text boldface - in case you might miss that these carrots do indeed contain carrots.

So just a recap in case you missed it; bag of carrots indeed contains carrots, internet forums indeed contain posts, and I've clearly lost grasp of the last little bit of sanity I possessed.

I read the ingredients list and literally laughed for ten minutes straight. Does it horrify anyone else that we will NEVER escape our skulls, we are trapped forever behind this one set of eyes in between the walls of bone matter that makeup our skulls. This concept never fails to terrify me.

And while I'm on the topic of things grossly spontaneous; I have to mention I've never had a concept of linearity or order whatsoever. I've struggled in math my entire life - as soon as I start to organize numbers in my head, they fall apart entirely, creating a sea of menacing globular headache. I often use the bathroom, wash my hands, flush, and realize that touching the toilet flusher after washing my hands makes the process in itself totally pointless. I proceed to wash my hands all over again.

It's something close to the opposite of OCD, a level of apathy that interferes with any bit of routine a "typical" individual has. It's the same way in online games or navigation - I only understand landmarks and areas of emotional importance. If I have no fond memories of an area I visit - I'll be damned if I can find it again on my own.

Before I start running circles in my writing and make you regret clicking this all together (you probably already do), I'll just quote the words of Federico Fellini:

"There is no end. There is no beginning. There is only the passion of life."

 

[Beerdude26]

Hmm baby carrots.

 

[jondy]

We sell them in my grocery, but I've never tried them. I made some sweet hummus and dipped regular carrots in that yesterday.

 

[evil^milk]

I read the ingredients list and literally laughed for ten minutes straight. Does it horrify anyone else that we will NEVER escape our skulls, we are trapped forever behind this one set of eyes in between the walls of bone matter that makeup our skulls. This concept never fails to terrify me.

Not really. All we can do is be human. What else would you like to be? An animal? An alien perhaps? Either way, we can't really change who we are, as a species. Perhaps when we die it'll be a different story.

I often use the bathroom, wash my hands, flush, and realize that touching the toilet flusher after washing my hands makes the process in itself totally pointless. I proceed to wash my hands all over again.

Lol, I've been thinking about that recently too. Just do the following. When you've finished washing your hands and drying them, open the door when your foot (just kick it) or just grab a napkin and open it with that. Or ask the janitor (or do it yourself) to leave the door open. I too, hate it when I have to grab icky metallic objects, specially when I witness dudes not washing their hands after peeing, even shitting.

:|

 

[Druckles]

Lol. I indeed laughed at the randomness. It's weird though, because it's true for most things. Although it's weird that there are still quite a few things that don't contain any of what you might think they contain.

Hedgehog flavoured crisps came out in the 80s. They contained no hedgehog.

I read the ingredients list and literally laughed for ten minutes straight. Does it horrify anyone else that we will NEVER escape our skulls, we are trapped forever behind this one set of eyes in between the walls of bone matter that makeup our skulls. This concept never fails to terrify me.

I think about it all the time. It doesn't terrify me. It just annoys me. But I'll probably be dead soon anyway.

 

[Darkside55]

Does it horrify anyone else that we will NEVER escape our skulls, we are trapped forever behind this one set of eyes in between the walls of bone matter that makeup our skulls. This concept never fails to terrify me.

It's only horrifying to you because you do not understand the alternative. Perhaps you find it horrible because you feel trapped within the same body, or that the space is so confined, or that you shall never look out of eyes other than your own; I call that a comfort, for should you ever be presented with the opportunity to escape from those walls of bone which you so abhor, should you ever have the opportunity to view the world through a set of eyes that are not your own, to replace yours with the eyes of another, I suggest you think hard and wonder if you're willing to make the exchange.

Reflect on what you might gaze through the eyes of another. You could do much worse than sit staring at the labels of carrot ingredients, I assure you.

 

[BabyHeadCrab]

It's only horrifying to you because you do not understand the alternative. Perhaps you find it horrible because you feel trapped within the same body, or that the space is so confined, or that you shall never look out of eyes other than your own; I call that a comfort, for should you ever be presented with the opportunity to escape from those walls of bone which you so abhor, should you ever have the opportunity to view the world through a set of eyes that are not your own, to replace yours with the eyes of another, I suggest you think hard and wonder if you're willing to make the exchange.

Reflect on what you might gaze through the eyes of another. You could do much worse than sit staring at the labels of carrot ingredients, I assure you.

It's not every moment of every day that I "abhor" living inside my own head, things aren't that bad yet, and it's not to imply that I perceive myself as having been given a bad hand in life. The sensation is closer to an overwhelming depressive type thing, because I'll never be ethereal, not necessarily because I want so badly to see through the eyes of another individual.

I recall when I as a few years younger having a horrifying oobe, the closest I can describe was that I was seeing 'behind' myself. For a few moments nobody could do anything to convince me that I wasn't outside my own body, all I could do was pace back and forth in the hallway. I look back at this now and it's not so horrifying as it is fascinating. Again, I don't loathe my own body or life - in fact, I've grown to love it, It's just one of those curiosities that I feel will never be satisfied and I find that relatively discomforting while reflecting on particularly lucid evenings such as last night.

 

[Ennui]

The fact that we are perpetually constrained (at least until death) to the scope of our individual perception is one of the few absolute facts of life, and that's pretty interesting and fascinating in and of itself. It also makes other people vastly more interesting because they're other people and you will never truly be able to understand or synchronize with them.

"Once the realization is accepted that even between the closest human beings infinite distances continue, a wonderful living side by side can grow, if they succeed in loving the distance between them which makes it possible for each to see the other whole against the sky."
- Rainer Maria Rilke

 

[CyberPitz]

BHC, one part of that really worries me, because I thought I was the only one who thought of ANYTHING like that...EVER. Though my thoughts are a bit different.

This may sound completely weird, due to the fact that I thought it up when I was about 8.

I had a very little concept of god/souls/anything, so I was one day thinking of Angels, and what they do when Heaven gets filled up. So I think...well, maybe they are born again? Now, that sounds weird, but here is my train of thought for some reason after that. "Why do I see out of THESE eyes? Why am I in this body? Why not something else? Is it randomly selected what I was put into? Do others see life through the same eyes as I do, or is their vision a little bit different?"

It's something most people can't even dream of understanding, because I hardly do...I just know what I'm talking about. It's a worrying concept, because it makes me wonder what life would have been like if I wasn't viewing the world through these eyes....I don't know, it's just stupid. I have those fits. I will randomly view a person, and just imagine their brain...like their skin/skull is see through. And them talking/acting just like they normally do. It makes my head warp fast...because it's just....weird. I get these "forever falling" feelings when I think of those type of things. Kind of like think of something sharp. Zoom in on that, and that point is always going to be flat...so you sharpen that flat point off. Zoom in more, there is still flat. Just thinking about that for some reason makes me dizzy...

I'm ****ing weird.

 

[BabyHeadCrab]

That reminds me, Pitz, and all others interested in theoretical-existential stuff; I highly recommend this book: http://www.amazon.com/Flatland-Romance-Dimensions-Thrift-Editions/dp/048627263X

There's some amazing movie adaptations as well, one in particular that I'll post when I dig up the URL.

 

[Raziaar]

When I see an ingredients list that contains only one or two completely natural and entirely expected ingredients, it is the most beautiful sight in the world.

 

[Ennui]

BHC, one part of that really worries me, because I thought I was the only one who thought of ANYTHING like that...EVER. Though my thoughts are a bit different.

This may sound completely weird, due to the fact that I thought it up when I was about 8.

I had a very little concept of god/souls/anything, so I was one day thinking of Angels, and what they do when Heaven gets filled up. So I think...well, maybe they are born again? Now, that sounds weird, but here is my train of thought for some reason after that. "Why do I see out of THESE eyes? Why am I in this body? Why not something else? Is it randomly selected what I was put into? Do others see life through the same eyes as I do, or is their vision a little bit different?"

It's something most people can't even dream of understanding, because I hardly do...I just know what I'm talking about. It's a worrying concept, because it makes me wonder what life would have been like if I wasn't viewing the world through these eyes....I don't know, it's just stupid. I have those fits. I will randomly view a person, and just imagine their brain...like their skin/skull is see through. And them talking/acting just like they normally do. It makes my head warp fast...because it's just....weird. I get these "forever falling" feelings when I think of those type of things. Kind of like think of something sharp. Zoom in on that, and that point is always going to be flat...so you sharpen that flat point off. Zoom in more, there is still flat. Just thinking about that for some reason makes me dizzy...

I'm ****ing weird.

Amen brother. Same here.

 

[Bad^Hat]

Why the hell would you flush after you'd washed your hands? :|

 

[Dalamari]

Why the hell would you flush after you'd washed your hands? :|

Why the hell does it matter? Not like the toilet has AIDS on it. Unless if it does, then you might want to wash your hands again.

 

[Cheomesh]

I ate some Vienna Sausages today. Got them at a convenience store across from my campus.

****ers charged me twice the going rate.

I'm sure it's made of baby meat, just like hot dogs.

Man, I love a good hot dog. Mmmm.