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Ravi J.H.

@illuminedeye / illuminedeye.tumblr.com

I write, photograph, dabble in artistry, compose black ambient and dark orchestral music, scream professionally, collect masks, watch copious amounts of foreign cinema, play first-person shooters and J-RPGs, pholage on Tumblr, study philosophy, and script code.
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What does script code mean? If you don't mind my curiosity.

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I mind it not, mate. To script code is different from than programming code in respect that those who script create the code; those who program code merely insert code previously created.It is my hope that this provides you with a bit of clarity, mate.

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Think it was you who had the cool pic of the eye crying a waterfalls as the eye lashes where black birds. Can you repost it. Thx, by the way good works

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Ah, yes. I know precisely which you speak and will try to accommodate your request in a timely manner.Thanks for frequenting!

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I must apologize for my absence these past few months. I have quite a few things to share with you all that may aid in explaining my lack of activity on Tumblr. Stay arcane, you bloody neophytes.

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You are honestly, without a doubt the coolest fucking person

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Hahahaha. I'm pleased to hear you think so, lady! Thank you dearly.

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Einstein's space is no closer to reality than Van Gogh's sky. The glory of science is not in a truth more absolute than the truth of Bach or Tolstoy, but in the act of creation itself. The scientist's discoveries impose his own order on chaos, as the composer or painter imposes his; an order that always refers to limited aspects of reality, and is based on the observer's frame of reference, which differs from period to period as a Rembrandt nude differs from a nude by Manet.

Arthur Koestler (The Act of Creation, 1970)

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You sucked from the teat of that which birthed the trinity of Demiurge. You swallowed the seed of unrighteous priests, surrendering your will to predatory patriarchs upheld by misogynist mythos, only for them to leave you hollow. You became yet another one of the carpenter's whores - an occupation that knows neither internal nor eternal reward.
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Hey I think I messaged you before but i duno if you responded. I briefly was part of the movement, but I left, but in a sense in my own way I'm still part of it. Anyways you may like my youtube channel, soon Ill be posting instructional videos which will be great for people just begining their journey philosophically and practically. I cant post links, my channel name is MindBodyGuide, check the "about" tab for the explanation.

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Salutations, mate. If you had messaged me prior, I would’ve surely responded. When you speak of The Movement, would you be referring to the Hockney-based circle that I was deemed a “1st Gen” of?

I’ll be keeping an eye out for your forthcoming videos, bloke. It is always interesting to see what surmounts to the personal philosophies of others.

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We accept a culture that is openly close-minded. We know only how to revolt as lemmings would. We have become comfortable, even complacent, with (and within) this illusion of free-will just so long as it doesn’t affect us personally, negating the well-being of the whole. We know only humanity when it is convenient, otherwise acting cruelly. We are always looking back, stifling our progression forward. We show our social support so long as it is in trend – so long as it is in season. We are infatuated with instantaneous gratification with minimal workload. We think we are the exception and we couldn’t be more wrong. We are as much part of the problem as we are the solution. The necessary vicissitude begins at home, within you. Live by example and along the way, even when you falter, singular purpose shall unveil itself.
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I’m standing on the edge of the universe, with the sands of time passing between my toes - carried into the air by these cosmic winds now encircling me. Stellar spacial tides washing away not a single woe that throes me. Instants of indecision play out before my eyes; these grains swirling around me paint the story of my mortal life. I reach out my hand, trying to take grasp of my past, only for it sieve through my fingers and further fragment. I am not beyond this. I am it: the finite looped infinitely. As far as I travel, as hard as I try, I am still bound by these laws. Attraction still applies. I remain in thrall to Chronos; Kairos no more within my reach.
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