Fixing things

The internet on my computer was down, hence why I had a hiatus on posting. I was bit lazy and didn't tackle the problem right away, partly because I had two other things to fix as well: my bicycle and the camera. One thing at a time. It did allow me to take more time to pick up reading as well. Having gotten over the bicycle and camera – which ended up being fixed just by replacing the broken UV-filter – I tackled the computer: the fault ended up being the motherboard, because replacing it with another one fixed the issue, as I thought it would, based on the fact that even the BIOS didn't work correctly. So now the whole world is again at the reach of my fingertips, nice.

It's been so long since writing that I thought I may be a bit rusty trying to explore into my head trying to pick up something from the explorations to the unknown. Not sure if the portal there is open at the moment, but eh, I can always try. I started to ponder "what pictures I should put into this post?" I still have bunch of pictures from Thailand for example – but an organized coherent post? Nah, not today. For why I'm going to show a picture of a cat. In a tree. _{Ever seen one?}

Tadaa! _{Now you have.}

I'm not exactly sure what the cat's doing there – it's not my cat. Not that it would really make much of a difference if I was the owner, I would argue at least. Would it be possible to make a psychoanalysis about a cat? I'm not sure whether cat's brain activity is complex enough in order of it to form an emergent entity that has its own causal relationships and laws. Maybe I should ask the cat. Right, they don't talk human. Maybe by breeding the cats could gain vocal chords capable of talking. Not sure whether that would help much though, looking at you parrots.

Anyhow, (ever seen chocolate in fire?), I was wondering whether I should give an update on life. Not sure whether I wanna do that – not because it would be going bad – but because it sounds like a boring thing to do. I still might do that another time. Things are pretty good though. How? The metastory behind it is that I have managed to figure some of my own values out thanks to being able to explore the world with no imposed value structures from above. There's not much room for that when you're going through the education tube without any empty space. For me that space came after high school, and Steem's been a shaping force in it. How the hell did that happen, I should've made one of those "how has Steem impacted my life" posts to explain, but let's just say that some of the events are still a mystery to me. Crazy thing is that the ramifications are still playing out – and might for the rest of my life – as I keep witnessing them.

It almost starts to sound like a destiny – of which as a notion I'm not sure what to think of though. It just sounds like a thing we do for ourselves to explain things, but recently I've gone with the attitude that "stuff just happens" and just carrying on with it. Whatever the powers that be that direct my existence on this meat sack, this life is quite the thing... I might be losing the coherence on my explanation points based on the last one that feels like it lost it's attention to its own frame of reference like an ADHD person talking and...

"LOOK! A DEER!!!"

Might be because of the fact that it's 2 am, I was enjoying too much my rediscovered internet and getting into a house music rabbit hole on Youtube. Yeah, I should sleep.