paranoid schizophrenia is a psychological state that fills the gap made by the loss of cognitive context

watch out for the skunk weed - it doesn't pull any punches and can mess u up big time! especially if u have a latent genetic proclivity toward full-on mental derangement - e.g. u can be tokin on the weed and sat next to someone ur not sure about. u start to wonder if u have any kind of connexion with them. ur eager to discover the true extent of ur "connexion" and realise that in order to make this discovery u have to see beyond the small talk, the ornamental spin, the rhetoric, the politeness, the presuppositions, the inferences - all the context-dependent aspects of meaning (including the semantics) because, after all, context is fluid, ever-changing - u can't expect to find consistency there... what u want is CONTENT - the rock bottom line - finally, u arrive there - ur context is gone - u are left with the content - and suddenly the world has become strange - alien - everything u see and hear begins to read differently - it dawns on u that the language emitting from the person next to you has an infinite amount of possible interpretations - it strikes u that, without context, all knowledge is rendered ambiguous and entirely inscrutable - it dawns on u that u cannot possibly view the world from any perception other than ur own - u ponder this and take it further - if u cannot enter another's perception and content has no meaning then everything u see and hear stems only from ur self perception - meaning, in other words, is construed entirely by ur own imagining. there IS NO content. u stare at the person next to u. words are streaming from their lips, but u hear only gibberish - white noise - nothing, not a single word that comes from their mouth has an intelligible interpretation - their body language too - their grimaces, their twists and turns, their skewed lips, their smiles, their frowns, their shifting eyebrows - all indecipherable - u are trapped in a hell of mirrors, ensnared in a void of infinitely self-reflecting illogicality - and this startling insight hurls u, as quick as a blinding lightning flash, into the iron-fisted clutches of psychosis, with such force and gargantuan momentum that u sense u may never return. u have met them - u have met those who have not returned on the streets, on buses, in shops and parks and pubs - and u have wondered how it must be to be them. now u are one of them. i'm not surprised we still have no idea how particles acquire mass. the cognitive component in our brain has been rigged in such a way as to shield us from the universal essence (if such a thing does indeed exist). we are enveloped in illusion and safe for as long as we remain within the limits of our self-contained empiricism, a.k.a. our sanity. all is context. access to omniscience is denied - it lies on the "other side", beyond reason and not without reason. content does not exist. skunk: it's fuckin' mentalist

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