Q: Does the dog have buddha nature or not?
Mu, from Japanese, means “without” or sometimes “emptiness.” In this context: “unask the question.”
Q: Can we travel back in time?
This question is invalid because it assumes that time has a “back” and a “fore.” Ask a Tralfamadorian.
Q: Is light a particle or a wave?
Categorical thinking, such as this, is usually delusional, and not the fun kind of delusional. Remember this when playing mind-chess on the fourth satellite of shoggoth and some mouthless muttering moon ape tries to pin you with a false duality. Just say “mu.”
Always here to help,
I like anime. I’m not a cosplay meganerd or anything, and admit to being overwhelmed by anime culture in general. I couldn’t even tell you which directors I like. I do, however, have a favorite anime composer: Susumu Hirasawa.
The mind behind the outstanding musical accompaniments to Millenium Actress (2002), Paranoia Agent (2004) and Paprika (2006), Hirasawa writes what I can only describe as orbital-colony mall beats. Orchestral, bombastic and melodic, Hirasawa is as much a performance artist as a musician: in one famous display he encouraged audience members to call cell phones on stage that had ringtones designed to sound in harmony to his music.
I think his finest work may be the theme song to Paprika, called “The girl in Byakkoya – White Tiger Field”. It is available for free download at teslakite.com: http://www.teslakite.com/freemp3s/e/paprika/
Teslakite doesn’t mention the best part: Hirasawa wants some of his music distributed for free as a protest against “the nations that are headed towards carnage while ignoring international law,” and specifically notes American’s war on Iraq.
Come in from the vacuum, pull up a hoverstool and stay a while. I’m the Captain of this vessel, and my two crewmembers are here: BattleGate and Halcyon. We have an Away Team that is currently Away (as they are wont to do), but they’ll come around and sit a while with us in time.
While you’re settling in I want to tell you a little about why we are here: we’d like very much to be your guide, at least for a short distance, because it pleases us. For every collided particle that meets its fate, we’d like to be there with you. Each time an awesome wizard battle destroys a mountain range, we’d like to be there with you. When John Crichton (or possibly his clone) dies and makes you cry giant, messy boo-boo tears, we’d like to be there with you. If you’ll have us, that is.
So! Doesn’t it feel nice to get out of that sweaty suit? We thought so.