the act of understandering

Reality is socially constructed, time-sensitive, and can easily be augmented by the use of fun drugs. Reality is necessary, a drag, and sometimes Virtual. Reality cannot be understood, but a slap in the face still hurts, and in a tunnel it will echo. Understanding is a philosophical quagmire, always leading us back to arrogant questions. Understanding is the lubricant for philosophical masturbation.

Understandering allows you to transcend these mundane arguments, to imagineer your way into a world where you can have sex with really hot ideas.

Understandering is understanding that understanding is not nearly as cool as understandering. It's way easier than understanding, because it relies on the embodied knowledge of "chill" versus "wack." This is an innate sense, but it can be honed. It relies on a visceral intuition, it requires living life like a kitten. It requires being drunk on life and alcohol.

In our phenomenonological life-world, "madness" is assigned to those who deviate from the socially-constructed expectations of personal behavior. The social norms and mores that inform these expectations are constantly changing, merely a part of society's collective consciousness. Understandering can explain many things to us, making reality less of a mellow-harsher.

Understandering can explain the man walking down the street talking to himself. Is he schizophrenic? Is he talking on a Bluetooth phone? Is he a schizophrenic talking to himself on a Bluetooth phone? An understanderer knows that this doesn't matter, that dude is chill as long as he doesn't squirt you with a water gun.

Any understanderer knows you do not need the Discovery Channel to be edutained. Understandering is funderstanding.