Sleeping Like a Baby

What's the greatest compliment for a lover? I feel like he reads me from within. And this, simply put, is the reason there are more and more homosexuals - everyone wants to be passive in sex, even men. Everyone wants to be lazy and desired and courted, and for someone else to make the effort to make them laugh, not the other way around, while they just lie back on their back or stomach and enjoy. And this is also the secret to why people prefer movies over books

Easy as pushing candy to a baby  (Source)

I dreamed that my wife has a baby that isn't mine, because I don't know this baby, and it also looks a bit strange like a baby doll. But I don't want to wake her up even though the baby is peeing on me and spraying, I say I'll manage alone and without getting upset about her baby. Because I know how to change a diaper and put it on, and this way she'll see that she can rely on me and that I don't need to wake her up for this. But I'm not succeeding, and I'm even struggling to lift the baby without it falling, and I'm afraid her baby will fall on the floor and oh no and I catch it - but it slips and gets scratched by my fingernail and there's a scratch all along it, its color came off, and it almost fell completely and luckily she didn't wake up.

And I'm thinking how to remove the scratch from the baby that she'll see, need to find baby color to paint it, so it won't stand out and when she wakes up she won't discover that I messed up her baby and was irresponsible. And I'm searching in her toiletries, or whatever it's called for women, not from the Mishnah period, I remembered - cosmetics, some color that will be similar to skin, but every color mixes for me and starts to become a really ugly baby, a kind of child monster, with thick angry eyebrows, and pudding red cheeks, or what do women call it? I remembered - powder. And she'll surely see that it's not a natural baby. And the baby is constantly crying waking me from the dream and not allowing me to concentrate on taking care of it. Doesn't understand the importance of continuity in care. Constantly interrupting my mind and I need to refocus, refocus on the big problems of the world, on the big problems of the dream, which are also the small problems of the baby.

And I start to think (oh baby shut up already) that the reason people are addicted to Facebook is the reason babies cry, although it's not logical in evolution, simply not logical that they would become addicted to negative feedback, albeit inconsistent. I mean the opposite: because people are built to become addicted to crying babies they become addicted to whining on Facebook. And Facebook cracked babyness, and the smartphone is a kind of sophisticated baby that needs to be held in hands and doesn't fall (but woe if it falls to the floor), and slowly I sink into the dream and no longer hear the crying, and finally free to return to deal with the big problems of the next generation, without the next generation bothering me.

Because what is the biggest problem in the world? I ask myself now that I have a baby and have no time. Because it's trying to prevent me from dreaming big and meaningful dreams - in the simplest way: it simply doesn't let me sleep. And I sleep in spite of the baby, and as far as I'm concerned I'll draw lipstick on it to seduce the breast. And I overcome the lack of concentration that the breasts now impose on me (because why are there two? So you can't concentrate and lose your head, your mind constantly wanders from one to the other like a sleepwalker, because of the attraction, until you're tempted to push), and I overcome all the distractions and manage to answer the question (because as known a big problem should be given to a busy person, and now that a baby has fallen on me in the middle of the night I'm a busy person, and even a bit important): What is the most important problem in the world today? (And I answer): Information by pushing instead of pulling.

And my lazy brain immediately understands that I've hit on something here (screamer shut up). Laziness - it's an ancient word for our basic neurological vulnerability. Because today there's no reason to save sugar for the brain, on the contrary there's excess sugar, but laziness remained. And therefore slowly the brain moves from information by pulling, meaning it's active and searches for it, like a man - for example a Google hunter, or a researcher in a library, or a yeshiva student - to information by pushing, where you are passive, feminine, penetrated. Like the feminine network, the social network, as opposed to the website network, the men's network. And this is part of a general victory of the feminine spirit in the world over the masculine spirit. Of the weak, and beautiful, sex over the ugly and strong sex. What's called a beautiful soul. And therefore everyone today wants to be weak and beautiful and not strong and ugly - this is a further distancing in human evolution from the ape, and of the human spirit from the ape spirit, and what can you do if a man resembles an ape more.

And therefore we all aspire to feminine enjoyment, of the flow, that passes through us, that enters us and pleasures us more and more (maybe also controls, but why nitpick, and anyway it's a complicated issue, because who controls whom, the politician or the writer who just wants to please the audience, or the audience that is being pleased). Today, we all want to reach satisfaction by being penetrated. And this is also true for the flow of visuals, to which the brain is vulnerable and enters dream mode like a window on a bus, and doesn't notice that time is passing because it's constantly being washed and washed and here the whole trip to Jerusalem has passed and you haven't managed to progress even one line in the Gemara. Because you dreamed.

And this is the secret of series, of video, even the reason people love porn more than dating sites, everything that comes by pushing inward and allows turning off the brain. And therefore even dating sites are gradually turning themselves into porn sites, like in Tinder, where it comes to you in a feed of girls, by pushing. Because pushing allows men to be women, to wash their eyes and brain, to be penetrated by images, characters, everything that readers call what they love in writers, that the book penetrates them and does with them as it pleases, meaning they love to be a woman and the writer is a man. And then all that matters is whether the writer is a good lover or a bad lover, and whether the writer managed to read the reader (f) and respond to the yearnings (if possible hidden!) of the woman. Because what's the greatest compliment for a lover? I feel like he reads me from within. And this, simply put, is the reason there are more and more homosexuals - everyone wants to be passive in sex, even men. Everyone wants to be lazy and desired and courted, and for someone else to make the effort to make them laugh, not the other way around, while they just lie back on their back or stomach and enjoy.

And this is also the secret to why people prefer movies over books, because it's more information by pushing. And why they love podcasts so much more than reading, because it's lazier, and therefore the playlist also beats the album. In fact, the invention of the book itself, and the long novel, was the first relief for the brain - into information by pushing. So the novel shouldn't complain, if what it does to the Gemara - is done to itself. It's poetic justice. The addiction to information by pushing instead of information by pulling is responsible for all the troubles of the world. For example, the deterioration of current affairs into soap operas, or news into Facebook scandals, and the sweeping away of democracy, the turning of culture into vulgarity, and the collapse of all dams, like academia and high culture institutions - in the face of the endless river. This is the true meaning of a social network - I won't search for what I want and interests me by pulling, like in the website network - but I'll open my hole, called a feed, and through it an endless flow will enter inward, by pushing. And it will interest me interest me interest me, more and more dopamine doses - better than sex.

Because the brain is tired, more than ever, and this requires much less mental energy and decision-making, and therefore the brain seeks pushing. Because sleep is pushing, a dream is pushing, that's why ideas never come during the day - only at night is there vision of the future. And until the structure flips again from pushing to pulling, or we gain control over pushing (for example, just as Google was created for the website network, and turned it from a dump into something useful, there will be a Google for the social network) - everything will just continue to be swept away and deteriorate. Because when the people is a woman - it seeks a man. And there's nothing more dangerous. And when culture is hedonistic - it seeks a pleasurer. And there's nothing more corrupting. And when adolescence becomes the age of change, and self-overcoming becomes self-feminization, and masculinity is despised in all public places by women (meaning everyone), and masculine values of heroism and overcoming are considered outdated and strange - then my wife screams at me that I slept - that the baby isn't breathing - that I'm guilty - and wakes me from sleep. And I will never know the end of the thought.