Davdu Klaisow’s Excerpts
D-E-1
You would think that would be enough, you would think that's enough, you would think it's over now, you would think it's already done, you would think the problem was solved. One must hope, one will think. Lemme share some quotes from the book from the 75th Century written by Davdu Klaisow with the title "Try Live", he said in his book "Once you act, the outcome of that act would be determined. Once you think, your act won't fall far from it." So he thought that, what you think could determine thing's, is pretty obvious. Since yeah what you think could change what you do, or rather what you do won't far off from what you think. It definitely won't. It's almost like a circle within a circle. The bigger circle is what you think, the smaller circle is your actions. Maybe I am wrong, I don't know. Hmm, I wonder what act could spawn from admitting that one does not know. I would assume, the act of curiosity. Well that's my assumption. I am pretty sure everyone has their own.
Also another quote of his, that is a bit rustic, in a way I can't describe "if your subconscious is linear, the line is already set in place." I wonder, we certainly can barely understand our subconscious sure, but in a subtle way. I am not sure on that, the matter of fact is, the subconscious definitely affects the conscious, I would really hope there's NO freaking Sub layer of consciousness. That's gonna be an absolute mind blast. Just imagine the infinite Sub layer of consciousness, we could be another person already by now. You would think what I am talking about is nonsense. You lost me, reader. You lost me. It was that enoughness or reasonableness that pops up when you realize how little time you had, remember when the assignment is just a few hours, your entire body now FOCUSED on one task and doing crazy things you wouldn't normally do. Maybe it's untapped potential? I am not sure actually. We could go on and on talking about it but my time is limited, it seems like I can't stay and sure, words limits
D-E-2
And then it came like a storm, destroying everything in its path, with the cold wind it came, flaming clouds with thunders. Looming over the sky.
Yeah, but that's the size of a bottle in the middle of a desert.
Well, the tornado starts to make everything fly away like floating dust seen on a light ray. They are so helpless, that the flood joins the party. Crushing buildings down into rubble. Swept everything on its path
Good now everything is wet, wait did the storm come with rain, I don't remember you mentioning rain.
Can't you not interrupt me?
I could,
Huh, the volcano and tectonic plate creating earthquakes everywhere, the volcano erupts, and rocks fly from it, into the flood. It's a thunderstorm with flaming clouds, floods, earthquakes, tornadoes, and volcanic eruptions. It was all because of the stone of calamity.
The stone of calamity? Really, you really just came up with that just now don't you.
Can't you just not.
The stone of calamity, always comes to...
Whaaat, you telling me to figure that out. It's not like it was not that obvious.
Anyway, I think that's enough for today.
You really like to leave things up on a cliffhanger, wonder how many things are on the cliff now.
It's just open for interpretation you know, let people figure that out,
Not all people like those kinda thing.
“From the book "Keep Sane in the Void" Davdu Klaisow 345.938 Y”
D-E-3
Here we go again,
Whaat, I told you nobody cares, nobody exists,
You really care about that, don't you?
I don't,
You did, you thought about it, it's in your mind, and now you spit it out from your mouth. You did care about how not caring about other people was.
I don't know. Why is that?
Well, you should care about that. You gotta focus on what you do instead. How to make it better... I don't know either.
What's the difference between patience and ignorance?
Patience um, to wait?
I am not sure actually,
Ignorance is a lack of knowledge or uh awareness?
Yeah, that's about right. But like you need to not be aware of stuff that makes you not patient? But no? It's like a shift in focus. Or to just focus.
Well, when you focus on one thing, doesn't mean you have to ignore other things, right?
It's not that complicated, isn't it?
It shouldn't if you ask me. It's really straightforward. It's like when you see the sky, doesn't mean you ignoring the ground you stand on.
I guess so. So still care about how people don't care? Why put so much effort into such a thing? What does it bring?
Alright alright, I'm done with that.
Good, as you should. I wouldn't waste my precious time and brain power on such an endeavor.
But still, why?
Well, that's what I just ask, something to do with you. Probably I don't know.
Like what?
Hmm, well, maybe there was a problem of some kind? And the symptoms are that.
Self worth? I don't think so, lemme think for a while.
Maybe you lack something.
What thing exactly?
Do you talk with yourself a lot?
Perhaps,
I am not, you know expert on this,
A huh, I wouldn't know that.
Yeah, still don't know about what's wrong though.
What kind of failure do I need to know what's wrong?
Let's just take a break, and talk about that later.
Alright. I am gonna have some ice cream then.
Okay. I would just continue reading this book.
"Keep Sane in the Void"
D-E-4
There's a quote from "Keep Sane in the Void" By Davdu Klaisow.
"If you see nothing, how do you know there's nothing to see? "
Besides the fact, that he's trying to keep his insanity. We sometimes don't recognize or outright dismiss the reality we live in. We blind ourselves even, we neglect our problems and make another problem that is easier to fix and stays there instead. You could easily say "Oh you don't know me," For a matter of fact, truth be told, to be honest, and obviously I don't know anyone. What did you expect? You don't expect. Such experience may be universal, maybe it's personal, maybe it's unachievable. In short, I wouldn't know. You don't or you did, that's good on you. Sometimes we stress ourselves to make things easier, how does that make sense? Because the thing that makes us stressed out was made by ourselves, isn't that lovely? We could ignore and be agnostic, but what does it bring? It's like you put a tape on your face. You will see nothing. How do you know there's nothing to see?
Huh, I just said the quote that's funny. Would I be afraid for what I just said and what would people think and say? Would I? Why should I care? It's just an exercise in writing. Nothing less nothing more. What matters is not what it's written, but the fact that I write at all. That's the whole point of an exercise. It makes me easier to write what is in my head.
Alright, there's also another quote from the same book I just mentioned
"When the end is in the middle, both the beginning and the end collapse." By Davdu Klaisow.
From the house of drawn echoes, the culmination of flower shades. Thanks for reading this, we appreciate to whom that thinks and we are grateful to those who exist. Sincerely the house of drawn echoes, the culmination of flower shades.
D-E-5
I watch it trying to eat the smudge on the wall, it mistakes the smudge for something edible. It's tried over and over again, but destined to never eat the smudge, I wonder what it thinks such an experience. Do we ever try something over and over again but never succeed? One does not know what one does wrong. Only those who know that will be able to see what's wrong. How one will realize something is wrong? One must try something new, something different. One will fail, one must fail. Thus one must learn, anticipate, and grow. How does one figure out things to do? How to do? What to do? One must ask such questions, and then one answer them. Will it be wrong? How does one know for sure? Such questions have been asked over and over again.
To be sure, to be certain, to have determination. One simply needs to believe. A simple act. Is it? But what if one feels within an infinitely big room? Yet one still is a room. Will one know that one is in a room while one never sees the wall of the room? The corner of the room? Let's not trap in grandiose. When your feet walk forward and your body falls backward. This is not a competition, the nature of competition is for something to win and others to lose. I am unable to see it through the layered complexity of it. This passage wouldn't do the justice.
"As my insanity reach the threshold, what's beyond it? Mental void." From Keep Sane in the Void by Davdu Klaisow.
From the house of Reconquista regalia, several brass grasses. To all who read, to all who think, and to all who exist. We thank and appreciate it. We are grateful to have you here. Even in our sliver existence, our existence must be worth the existence itself. Sincerely house of Reconquista regalia, several brass grasses.
D-E-6
The great remembering of the time.
Here's a quote from the book "Keep Sane in Void" By Davdu Klaisow. "When your mind is bound within the void, the void may no longer empty. "
So I wonder what could that means. For context the man, I mean Davdu Klaisow. Presumably trapped within a void when having that idea or thought. The book was about his struggle to keep Sane within the void. Yet there's nothing in the void, or at least that is what should be the point of naming the place void. I am not sure, what it means to be bound with the void. Is it to understand it? Become one with it? Or something else entirely? My most straightforward answer would be pretty simple and perhaps shallow. Which is fine, is that our relationship with the void creates something that could fill it. So that it's no longer empty. Paradoxically the void no longer exists for the mind to be bound. And what happens next is everyone's guess. I don't know, what do you think? Do you it was that simple? Or it may not be as simple as it seems?
What do we bound within? We are always bound by time. The unknown timer looms upon us, we remember it, sometimes we forget it, most of us decided to accept it, and some of us decided to ignore it. Whether all was our choice, or some are simply the result of the cascade of our actions. You could greet the day you still live tomorrow, Have you had enough time to feel bad about it? Does anyone have time for such a thing? Such thoughts are bound to leave and dissipate like the stream from the winter rain in the desert. Shall we remember it? May the bond of its remembrance paint a path somewhere within the mind.
From the house of the cafe at the end of the mind, the restoration of the sand rain. We are sincerely thankful to all who read, grateful to all who exist, and appreciate all who think.
D-E-7
A curtain on the ground somewhere in the wild. Soon pick up by the wind, fly above the air, maybe meeting the ocean. Drowned from the storm, break apart by the waves. Eventually landed on an island far far away from where it was. Soon enough the beach will break apart just like the curtain. Revealing something below its sandy surface. A pile of hardened curtains, a fossilized curtain.
What does that mean?
It's passage from one of the artifacts, I think. From cardboard or signs. I don't quite remember, it was mentioned in one of the books I read, the one that was written by Davdu Klaisow.
Is there any other information about the curtain?
I don't think so, maybe you could search the database on the cardboard and signs research, and also try to find it on the looperchive.
Nah, looperchive won't have that much information, especially this specific. Usually just journals of random researchers.
You are not wrong on that, why are you fixated on this curtain thing anyway?
I don't know, I just had a dream about it, I wanna know what it is, it's kinda curious sometimes things just like that.
From a dream huh, that's interesting. Do you remember anything else in the dream besides the curtain?
Well, I do not quite remember the dream now. Huh, should have written it. So I can't forget. I just wake up and the curtain still lingers, so I kinda want to get it out of my head or something.
Huh, right. Well if you find anything you can tell me about it, I would like to hear more and if you need any help I will be here,
Thanks.
From the house of hardened fabric. We are thankful to all who read, we appreciate to all who think, and we are grateful to all who exist. Sincerely the house hardened fabric.
D-E-8
"An inevitability you have to work for"
A quote from a book titled Try Live by Davdu Klaisow. A singularitism of some sort perhaps, a strange loop. Tired of itself, just wanting to let it go, but can't.
Where does mood come from? Specifically you. Where does your mood come from, I mean there would be several reasons, or many. Some may be out of your control yet it's still a part of you like hormones or something the other that you have complete control of, such as perception, opinion, and beliefs. Those layers, glasses that you wear to see the outside. What was the inevitability you had to work for? Couldn't it just come on its own, since it's inevitable?
If you could, if you had the time and energy to think about the person you wanted to be, what would you need to do to be that person, maybe do what they do, think the same way as they think, what would they do and think? Could you imagine that? Maybe that's the inevitability you have to work for, or maybe it's not. Maybe you have a different thought. What would that thought be? And why?
What's important now? Why can't I reflect? Why do I think I can't? What is all of this for? What's the end game? Someone may ask within me.
What is it for?
The inevitable.
From the house of the olden isthmus. We are thankful to all who read, we appreciate all who think, and we are grateful to all who exist. Sincerely the house of olden Isthmus.
D-E-9
Another day, another pain, but worse at least for me. Back then I thought, well I guess this is it. This is my life now, after hearing that there won't be any cure anytime soon. It's been decades since then, and that cure has never arrived. I get sicker and sicker. At first, I just can't walk, and then I can't hear. After a few years, I can't speak or see. In the end, I can't even feel with my skin. It felt like I was in a dark void. Absolutely alone, can't even sense anything. It was scary. Yet I still can feel hurt within and food in my mouth, but soon enough I can't even taste or smell my food. I can feel it burning or stabbing from within my body. It's like torture. It is torture.
One day, something changed. I can see but not with my eyes. The scientist connected my brain with an artificial eye, and I could see my own body lying there inside the laboratory. I donated myself to science just before I lost my ability to communicate. Soon enough they were able to make a device that could make me communicate with them. I wonder if they can transfer or at least copy my consciousness to a new body. They said they can't, it's not possible yet they said. I am still trapped in my own body with burning pain from within.
Good news arrived, they said that my body somehow stopped aging, and they finally gave me a way to control a fully robotic body. I was able to walk around, talk, and do stuff. This is great, but if a walk too far I will lose connections with my body, and blank, I got sucked back into the void.
The other day, they said they maybe just maybe could duplicate my mind into a new body, I mean sure why not and so they did. A new me reborn, The other me can't believe it at first, and I am happy for him. He does a bunch of stuff and lives a happy life until he's dead. One day before he's dead, we come to me and his family. I will say, he's not me anymore. People change, even myself. I didn't resent myself. I mean, maybe at first, I do try to kill him several times. That's a thing of the past. Now he will die on his own. Turns out his body aged, not like mine. While my body stops aging, he ages.
The scientists haven't been able to clone my body, even though they can clone my mind. Not sure how they can clone the mind but not the body, so that's that.
He came back because he wanted to be reunited with me, and clone his mind and put it back to me. What? No, I won't allow it. You can't just do that, he was me but like, no dude. That's rude. He must be scared to die so he's come back. I am trying to stop them but they disable my robot body, I have no connection to the world. In the end, they did and now I and him become one, all his memories, everything. Now is also my memory.
This process is gonna make me insane, duplicating and merging my mind. I am already insane being disabled from the world, literally, having no way to interact. What am I supposed to do now? I already accepted my fate a long time ago. I guess I have to accept this too. I mean I was the one who asked for this. To be experimented on. I wonder how many minds these guys have cloned. Can't worry about that right now. Thought what if they been merging minds, but they seem only to do something if they get consented by the one who gonna get experimented on.
D-E-10
My name is Davdu Klaisow. Some say I was an immortal man. A man from two voids they said, I was merely just someone, almost nobody. While I wrote many books, there are two books in particular I want to talk about.
The first one "Try Live" it's about someone or a being that lost all hope and has absolutely nothing to live. Yet it tried. It tries to live. Beyond many things, besides that. Sometimes there's something that has nothing to do with it. Some may think it's filler, but it wouldn't be complete without it.
The second one is "Keep Sane in Void" It was my story of the voids I had been trapped in. The first void was my inability to sense the world, I can't feel with my skin, can't see with my eyes, can't hear with my ear, can't smell with my nose, can't even taste with my tongue. The second one was when they sent me to the Super Void. They sent multiple minds, and none of them came back. Finally, they tried to send my mind. It comes back and merges with me again. I was insane because of that, I have been insane and become sane multiple times back and forth, but this is a different level of insanity. The memories of my mind disintegrating still burned into my memories. In the end, they sent me with my cloned body. What happened next is history.
D-E-11
"Let's play the blame game. Let's think the world is at fault for making me the way I am, and I expect the world to be more suited to my desire, to my needs. The world has reshaped me in a way I can't control, it's the world's fault that I am the person I am now. I don't want to be pushed around by the world, the place I live in, the medium in which I exist. The world isn't better thus I am no better. How could anyone expect that?
Yes, it's everyone's fault that I am the way I am. Everything I know comes from other people; not only does the world influence me, but people also influence me. Whatever they encourage me to do, whatever they think is best, I bend to that. Is it their fault that I am the person I am now? Who else is going to be responsible for my own actions?
The world has greatly influenced the way I think, the way I live. It nudged me to a certain way of life, to a certain existence in this probably infinite way of living.
The people have greatly shaped my identity, my existence, my entire personality, who am I without someone defining me?
The circumstances, the situations, economics, weather, society everything beyond me, oh they all control me. Control what I do, what I think, what I can do, what I can think, what I can say.
How could anyone live beyond all these things? Where would you live without a world to live in? How could you live without anyone to live with?
Is it me or is it everything else beyond my grasp?
Yet it's all just a game ain't it?
We shall not be impartial.
Sure the world changed us, but we can change the world, change the room we sleep in, change the environment we live in.
Sure the people shape us, but we change them too, the thoughts we think, we words we speak, we actions we take, the decisions we choose. With intentions to change come changes, otherwise, the status quo stays.
How could you change something you didn't know? You know it first, understand it first. What do you think learning is for?
To know someone one must want to know, to want to know is to be curious. Thus curiosity results in change, change in understanding, change in viewing the world, change in thought and action, change in power, and world."
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