*chorus of begrudging punk approval*

Prompted to find the song I defiantly love, I was extremely chuffed with my own impeccable taste until I got to Lou Reed’s impeccable Metal Machine Music and got mad in the extreme

I was so chuffed with my own good taste until I got to Metal Machine Music and the rage kicked in

"lol," said the TV writers, "lmao"

In the “fuckup flowstate,” I’m moving fast. I’m making assumptions. I’m misunderstanding emails and berating level-1 support. My blood sugar is low, I’m dehydrated, and im making it everyone’s problem.

*relating R to A.

Your honour, I contend that in order that the foundational relation R stand between A and B, there must be a further relation R’ relation R to A.

and i think that may be the fundamental difference between philosophy of science and basically all of philosophy of mind

They talk about the “combination problem” as almost literally a co-ordination problem between miniature souls, rather than a hanging explanandum: if ‘consciousness’ is like *this* (love, fear, etc.), then what in the first place do oodles of tiny qualia do to explain that?

you could particularly feel that vague miasma whenever he (or someone similar) started explaining that if you thought of the universe as conscious you might treat it differently What’s that you say? It’s *that* it’s conscious, not *how* it feels that matters? Even if it’s only a teeny bit?