Anything that can be imagined is true within limits to be determined by the experimental method. Thats John Lilly in Programming and Meta-programming in the Human Bio-computer. The areas I actually know well are Philosophy, Literature, Transpersonal Psychology and Semiotics. Semiotics is the most fascinating subject because it is the study not of what things mean but of how things mean through the mechanism of sign action. Think of it as a sort of unified field theory that can explain how anything from a love letter to an equation means.
Ive played around with quantitative research but actually take qualitative research much more serious. Any attempt to figure out what is really going on before you die is qualitative research. If little girls are made of sugar and spice and everything nice, why are some parts of them sometimes salty and tasty in a way that brings anchovies to mind? This is a perfectly respectable research inquiry which will almost certainly have to be carried out as participatory action research. I know all about keeping people alive who are not walking around in a hunk of meat in RL. If they ever were or never were makes no difference as long as you refuse to let go of them. Desire is the energy and every reality is just the sum of the traces left as Desire worked itself out. Sometimes Desire dies and only the traces remain like an empty shell. Some of us are Hermit Crabs chasing traces of a dead desire that we might someday bring back from the dead by living something that feels real inside the traces left by that desire. The dry and abstract traces become wet again drinking up the blood and cum and sweat and tears of all who can truly worship without for a moment believing. Every orgasm, every drop of blood and every tear feed the dry vampire trace until it blossoms into flesh again. Where is that new flesh? In the place it was born again powered by the juice of Desire, in any place worshipers meet to consecrate the sacrament of a passion which is so pure that it cannot help but prove fatal. Femme Fatale? Fatal for whom on the wet inside of a dead trace of desire born again? Her name was Anita Berber. She died in 1928 but has been called back and kept alive by the passion she teased to torment dancing her own death as love, her own destruction as a way of coming into being. http://www.drtonymroberts.com/sex-magic2.html We have to think of ways to use games not just to escape reality but to re-engage with reality. Henry Jenkins ____________________________________________________________________________________ Bored stiff? Loosen up... Download and play hundreds of games for free on Yahoo! Games. http://games.yahoo.com/games/front
