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How To Actually Be Obsessed with Yourself: A Lyric Essay as Quantum Study on Erotic Self-Actualization and the Desired Self

How To Actually Be Obsessed with Yourself: A Lyric Essay as Quantum Study on Erotic Self-Actualization and the Desired Self

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How To Actually Be Obsessed with Yourself: A Lyric Essay as Quantum Study on Erotic Self-Actualization and the Desired Self
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The Cartography of Obsession:

i. Liturgies of the Erotic Mind: Invocations of Deliberate Metanoia (Μετάνοια)
ii. Perception’s Alchemy: Μετάνοια & the Philosophical Architecture of Reality
iii. The Mechanics of Reality Shaping: Quantum Theories and the Philosophical Construct of Desire
iv. The Quantum Museum: ‘Eros in Resonance–A Collection of Obsession’s Alchemical Artifacts’
v. Incarnations from the Lexicon of Eros: Invented Greek Terms for the Language of Obsession—What the Philosopher’s Got Wrong
vi. The Errata of Becoming: Revisions of the Erotic Mind

i. Liturgies of the Erotic Mind: Invocations of Deliberate Μετάνοια

Your obsession is your erotic altar; every searing thought a prayer to the Eros in your wanting, a kind of fire-magic, a quantum transformation that pulls a provocative new reality into existence, a powerful self-referencing algorithm you feed with your unambiguous desire. Joseph Pearce, in The Crack in the Cosmic Egg: New Constructs of Mind and Reality, says, ‘Ambiguous confusion, lack of an ultimate desire or basic motivation, fragments and dissolves the possibilities.’ The opposite of ambiguous confusion is obsession. This is not madness. It’s losing the mind they gave you so you make one that craves you into existence.

The psyche rebukes the role of graveyard. Desire buried does not rest; it will rise again, sharper and hungrier, returning as a feral specter demanding to be reckoned with. Better to get on with an erotic exorcism.

You'll need 4 things:
1. a desire (the blade that carves out the screaming god-spark)
2. a singular obsession with being what you’re most jealous of, what you envy when no one is looking at your erotic rage (translating the scream into your intimate experience of yourself and your life)
3. this lyric essay (your mirror that bends and reimagines)
4. erotic engagement with the quantum museum’s exhibition notes inscribed herein (they’re synthesis-spells, dissolving the line between script and self)

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