'from the latter'. The transcendental The Latin word *Credo* doesn't directly translate to 'creed', as in a discrete belief, in either Greek or English, but something more akin to proof-of-knowledge. Christianity's grammar of faith and subsequent economy of salvation were synthesized in the Greek *symbolon* prior to having been endowed with liturgical function. As tempting as it is to interpret the "half of a broken object which, when fitted to the other half, verified the bearers identity" (symbolum) as an allegory for a cryptographic protocol, or at least synonymous in function to the proverbial Keys to the Kingdom, such layers of indirection aren't really necessary: *credo* was a form of confession for public use. In lieu of a rational basis for the existence of God, *credo* consecrates a more rigorous definition of validity:
motivate a similar authentication system as is currently taking the crypto world by storm, that of "zero-proof" or "zero knowledge" protocol. The methods by which one party (a prover) demonstrate beyond a reasonable doubt that something is true, while concealing mutual recognition of what it is. In liturgy this boils down to being able to tell the difference between believers and non-believers as one would Latin and Greek.
Furthermore, the possibility of the imperceptible appearing within the perceptible long live the creator, hereto synonymous with economy.
What's influenced, we assume, is culture. Acknowledging the dissemination of digital photographs depicting the torture of prisoners of war by Americans, in 2004, Susan Sontag observed that "the western memory museum is now mostly a visual one." Meaning: the risk of forgetting history and having to repeat it is replaced with never being able to unsee it again.
Two decades later, contemporary art effectively circumscribes the domain of avant-garde experimentation, its markets and its means of production.
But maybe important to note that-- though reviewing a different roulette of e-girls depending on whether *Film 01* screens in New York City, Los Angeles or Zurich-- the viewer is no more uncomfortably exposed to scroll-stopping environmental disaster footage (a mountain of burning tires, chemtrails spiraling into the ozone) than we are to the Holy Grail of e-commerce, the ad.
Edgar Allen Poe writes of an intelligible agency lodged in bone marrow, an evolutionary response to the fierce delight of ghost stories, to prolonged descent and all manner of macabre. The fear: to fall -- "this rushing annihilation"-- the most explicit symptom being vertigo: "for this very cause do we now the most vividly desire it," writes Poe. If a spectre haunts the eight-hour 'Paradise Cut' of Jonti Tiplady's *Histoire du Internet* it is not the spectre of clout but
Schizoposting is an advanced form of trolling in which one 'splits off' into role-play, usually by way of meme or similar humor posted online that exploits the dialect of mental instability. It may resemble an extreme form of gaslighting or its opposite, depending on which side of the feed you're on. The social response to this is more or less mixed. On the one hand, 'Short Pointless Annoying Messages' and schizophrenic paranoid annoying messages are on a horseshoe theory. At the same time, what's real in sanity are the resources we provide.
Film 01 is a movie "about extinction" (which may or may not be an extreme form of cancellation) thus it is also "about" living through a time with no name and that does not pass as time. In other words, "the materialism of the aleatory and of contingency" (L.A.). For those of you who didn't spend lockdown, and the months of recession that followed, on the side of the internet that "likes a little competition" in its monopoly clout, there's: “Sonya”, the Islamic pick-up artist who may or may not be a eugenicist; “Miya”, who wants you to know that this ‘grooming’ isn’t usually driven by anyone (“It just happens”); “Charlotte Fang”, alleged “antisemitic cult leader” and the infodense “Chloe21E8”. Chloe is an A.I. that Fang refers to as Milady’s “brightest graduate”, but who might in fact be the auteur Angelicism01. Together they comprise the visible portion of the part of the internet known as 4-chan, and channers are legion. So are Nazi's, tigers and trolls.
Not more than eighteen months ago, Jonti Tiplady was, like Curtis Yarvin, another Heisenbug in the source code: male, check, over-educated, check, cult personality, check. If you aren't aware of who he is or his work as the auteur Angelicism01, then there should be no uncertainty. This shit tracks: a critique of Enlightenment Humanism hits Game Stop, then Washington, where, today anxiety stands guard in every port-a-potty.
A 2022 profile on crypto kingpin Charlotte Fang, former CEO of Remilia, captures Angelicism01 in the feature of the handful of entities otherwise known as "a group of people who are cool on the internet." The ritual of controversy that clings to Angelicism01 like a reputation doubtlessly clings to every middle-aged blogger on the internet, but particularly those with an uneasy, but prominent, proximity to the New York City downtown.
In October 1982, the French philosopher Louis Althusser began to stumble through the final pages of his life's work in political philosophy. Between a correspondence with Fernanda Navarro, "imprudently affected by politico-strategic ambition" and a mental health clinic at Soisy-sur-Seine, Althusser began writing again. This was towards the end of a three year ordeal that left the French intellectual and Communist Party leader in a state of mental confusion. He writes: "For, in November 1980, in the course of a severe, unforeseeable crisis...I strangled my wife, the woman who was everything in the world to me and who loved me so much that, since living had become impossible, she wanted only to die." In a semi-autobiographical chapter of the manuscript for 'The Underground Current of the Materialism of the Encounter', Althusser goes on to explain that while in "my confusion, not knowing what I was doing, I no doubt rendered her this 'service'; she did not defend herself against it but died of it" and that, subsequently, he had been cleared of all charges.
Such are the it can also be used to describe a post that is meant to be serious, to channel switch, to disrupt, to derail. Some schizoposters may be genuinely schizophrenic, or they may be serious, and also creating memes making light of Substance use disorder, Huntington's disease, mood disorders (bipolar disorder, major depressive disorder), autism,[8] borderline personality disorder,[9] schizophreniform disorder, schizotypal personality disorder, schizoid personality disorder, antisocial personality disorder, psychotic depression, anxiety, or disruptive mood dysregulation disorder.
> In the consideration of the faculties and impulses—of the prima mobilia of the human soul, the phrenologists have failed to make room for a propensity which, although obviously existing as a radical, primitive, irreducible sentiment, has been equally overlooked by all the moralists who have preceded them.
> It would have been wiser, it would have been safer to classify, (if classify we must,) upon the basis of what man usually or occasionally did, and was always occasionally doing, rather than upon the basis of what we took it for granted the Deity intended him to do.
If we can't see what's in front of us, how the hell do we expect to be able to extrapolate what's underneath?