i attempted to extract the original teachings of the buddha from the nikayas in order to guide myself through the mental repair necessary following the pharmaceutical-induced psychosis of the 88 hells. i combined these with self regulation methods to hold things together for a while but the damage from aripiprazole was too great and it took another prescription med to repair it properly. or I had to finish the path. ngl idk all good now.
dopamine fuels craving. the engine is always running. who told you you can solve your problems by solving your problems? the cheese at the end is just another maze. we have to accept the ever-running engine - and its inability to accept itself - if we are to approach acceptance of life. to live is to assign salience; to assign salience is to assign preference. how can a machine know itself apart from through observation? how can a framework know it is a framework?