It's also further proof that I absolutely suck at identifying jokes:))
I apologise if I came off as too "dime store philosopher," this whole normalcy thing has deep roots in my conception. I've seen so many people haunted by the feeling of being abnormal (myself included, ngl), that it's become a sort of a nurturing instinct to try to dispel it as much and as often as I can.
Respectfully disagree, our interpretation of mathematics is secondary to the entirety of existence. "Normal" is most definitely not exclusive to mathematics, and thus, in this context, entirely unrelated.
Honestly, I would. In my opinion, if it exists, then it is normal.
Even what we perceive as shitty/horrid/weird/unorthodox is entirely normal, as everything is part of a deeply complex causal system. We may not fully grasp the tapestry of ramifications which lead to said causal normalcy, but, again, if it weren't normal, it wouldn't exist (to further entangle this, nothingness itself thus becomes normal).
Everything beyond that is our biased perception which births opinions. Nothing more. This is not to say that our opinions don't matter, as some aspects are more constructive than others (eg. honesty vs. deception, life vs. death, etc., and even these can switch places in the right context) and we have the power to act upon our opinions and directly influence the system of causality within which we exist, which we should do as often and as sincerely as possible.
Speaking for the back row without realising it, especially when I'm passionate about the subject.
I still haven't figured out how to prevent it, people frequently tell me that I start bellowing after a point in my discourse. And that's on top of having a naturally resonant voice...
Honestly, I'd go the full cyborg route, like in Ghost in the Shell. This would be my first step toward adjusting my consciousness to existing within and controlling an artificial environment, ultimately aiming for fully uploaded consciousness. I'd want to exist as a cyborg for a couple of decades, then I want to be uploaded into an autonomous space probe with as many sensor types as possible and left to explore the Universe (+/- relativistic speeds, I don't really care). BUT I'd also want the possibility to erase myself, because I most certainly wouldn't want to live forever. At least, not as I see it now. This is the purely sci-fi version.
In the realistic version, a cybernetic eye and a logic co-processor to increase my background process bandwidth. Sure, a brain-computer interface would also be nice, but I somehow suspect I'd get nostalgic for the clackety-clacks and would most likely revert to analog interfacing after a point (for which I'd like that "fingers within fingers" prosthetic from GitS).
Unless, of course, Musk (or any other such) will be handling said cybermods, in which case none, thanks. I'd rather just decay and die as a basic human being than have such people tinker with my bits.
I mean... I think we can all agree that boobs are at least universally non-threatening, even without counting the symbolisms of nourishment, nurturance, life, fertility, etc. At least I don't think we're at the point where hiding machine guns or hellish snakes in boobs is viable. ... Right?
Not even close. Take Foundation, for instance. The show is ok in itself, but when compared to the books, it neglects so many vital details (in my opinion) that it became downright frustrating to watch after a point, subtitles or no. As a positive example, The Shining the movie and The Shining the book are both brilliant works of art, but are very different all in all.
As for brushing my teeth, after breakfast/coffee (I serve both immediately after waking up, because I usually wake up starving and groggy).
Can't wait for the day when I'll be able to get a titanium pancreas!