Tesseract.
Oh, I love the band
Your imagination is limited to what you can express in words. Many cultures have biases in their language towards or away from certain concepts. Consider how the eskimos have 5 words for snow or the prudish american landscape had no word for “sex” for most of its history. Instead you had to say things like “lay with someone” and such. This is to bias your thought away from undesirable concepts.
Well jokes on them because I frequently think about things that I then struggle to articulate and its very frustrating! Though more seriously I wouldn’t say language is a hard limit because otherwise we would never need to come up with new words in the first place.
People with aphantasia: You have no power here!
They are immune to our sorcery. The bastards!
Square
Good thing you didn’t say circle, that would have no point.
I think you’ll find that…
Hold on, let me get my glasses. 🤓
Actually, I think you’ll find that a circle, just like a square, has uncountably infinitely many points!
H Y P E R C U B E
Damn you, now I’m aware of my own breathing and have to do it manually lol.
you are also acutely aware of the position of your tongue inside your mouth.
Also think of your jaw … how do you rest it? … do you let it droop and fall to relax your jaw muscles? … or do you tighten up your mouth to close your mouth? … is the resting position of our jaw to hold your teeth close? or let your jaw fall?
i think the middle way of letting the mouth slightly open might be best? to get oxygen in the mouth room. creates fresh air and such.
😡 lol
If you carefully pay attention your breath also has it’s own particular scent. The aroma of what the inside of your lungs smell like.
Your brain just finely tuned your mouth and your nose to filter out that particular smell so as not to bother you.
Apparently if you have your nose cleared, you can smell the absence of your snot
I can as well with ones and zeroes of electricity turned into squiggles and shapes
Poopcheesecake.
Looks like Snake Pimp.
Bonus reference to Echopraxia
I’m reading this book right now. ‘Blindsight’ was a trip.
I imagined someone pimping giraffes. Which would usually be studs. Someone hauling an open top trailer with a long neck protruding through its slats. Someone transporting their virile, strong, sexy, giraffe to its next impregnation. Someone taking the time to verify their studs’ sperm counts at least weekly. Someone to personally certify that everything is in working order before the next appointment. Yeah, that’s what I imagined
Sexy
Woah wait I swear there’s a Futurama episode where the cops are interrupted while attempting to arrest a giraffe pimp. Is that a thing or am I going nuts?
Ahh yes this is the scene I was thinking of, thank you
Probably would have acacia branches
