We exist within a temporal causal reality. The temporal aspect of this reality is the segmentation of time as past, present, and future. This results in separate temporal classifications of what fundamentally has occurred from a causal point of view.

Causality refers to the threads of cause and effect that shape what has happened, providing both the context for an occurrence's existence and evidence for its potential future. These elements of reality interact and influence how we perceive and experience our world. chemistry thermodynamics potentially even physics themselves are governed by causality.

The temporal regulation on causality is because if there is separation from things, then there fundamentally is no limit to the associative reactions that may occur when things mingle, as without temporal segmentation everything would become a singularity of activation and nothing complex could develop past such a state. The complex interactions and threads within the web of reality that we call a temporal causal reality would ultimately never form because it would never move past the specific point in complexity.

The very notion of time plays an absolutely fundamental role in how causality is understood. It's impossible to conceive of a causal relationship without first segmenting the past, the present, and the future into distinct temporal periods. This division into past, present, and future is, in turn, what leads us to the conclusion that all things that have ever occurred within the realm of reality fundamentally possess a potential for causality. Discovering and tracing the thread through scientific means ultimately allows us to pursue scientific endeavors, logical endeavors, and investigative endeavors through the very mechanisms of reality itself.

All things that exist fundamentally have a thread of causality that leads to that outcome, regardless of whether or not it is contradictory, possible, or flawed.


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Found these two typed chapters folded up in a rusted coffee can behind my grandad’s outhouse in Burnet County. No author name, just “Old Yeller Part 2” written in pencil on the first page. Smells like coyote piss and regret.

Old Yeller Part 2
Chapter One: Ole Time Mule Rapin'
Hotter than the devil’s asshole that afternoon. Sun frying my brain like bacon in a skillet. Old Yeller, that yellow bastard, already tore the place to hell. Knocked over Ma’s wash, chewed Pa’s tobacco, pissed in the butter churn. Regular Tuesday.
I had to shit something fierce. Arliss been squatting in the outhouse since breakfast, probably jerking off his lizards again. Fuck it. Grabbed a corn cob and marched to the woods. Found me a nice fallen log, dropped trou, and let loose a turd the size of a goddamn possum. Sweet relief. Wiped with the cob. Felt human again.
That’s when the dog showed up.
Old Yeller come bounding through the brush like he smelled Sunday dinner. Sniffed once. Eyes lit up. Dove face-first into my fresh pile like a hog at the trough. Chomp. Slurp. Crunch. Tail whipping so hard it whistled. Shit smeared clear up to his eyeballs.
I stood there, britches round my ankles, dick flapping in the breeze. “You nasty motherfucker,” I said real calm. Then I lost my damn mind.
Grabbed a stick thick as my wrist and lit after him. “I’ll kill you, you shit-eating son of a bitch!” He took off yipping, pieces of my turd flying off his tongue like chocolate sprinkles. I tripped, ate dirt, came up spitting blood and mad as a hornet with its balls on fire. He circled back, dropped the last chunk at my feet like a gift, and licked my face with that shitty mouth.
I beat him half to death with the stick. He just rolled over, showed his belly, and grinned. Dog was too stupid to die.
Stomped back to the cabin dragging him by the scruff. Ma stood on the porch, hands on hips, tits about to bust out her dress.
“Travis, what in the hell—”
“That dog ate my shit, Ma. Straight out the chute.”
She looked at Yeller. Looked at me. Looked at the brown streaks on his muzzle.
“Well,” she said, “least somebody round here cleans up after you.”
Old Yeller belched. A chunk of corn hit the porch plank.
Sun dipped lower, turning the sky bloody. Pa still gone two months on that cattle drive. Ma kept staring out the window like she could suck him home with her eyeballs. Arliss finally passed out snoring. Dog curled up outside dreaming of more gourmet turds.
Ma crooked a finger at me. “Bedroom. Now.”
I walked in. She shut the door soft. Moonlight cut through the window and lit her up something fierce. Nightgown already half off, heavy tits hanging like ripe melons, nipples hard as pecan shells.
“Pa ain’t here,” she said. “I am. You are. Get them britches off, boy.”
My cock jumped so fast it slapped my belly. “Ma, we—”
“Shut your mouth and open my legs.”
She grabbed my hand, shoved it between her thighs. Wet. Hot. Ready. Smelled like woman and want and too many lonely nights. I was shaking. She wasn’t.
Pushed me back on Pa’s side of the bed. Climbed on top. No slow nothing. Just grabbed my dick, lined it up, and sat down hard. Took every inch in one drop. Her pussy swallowed me like it was starving.
“Fuck,” I grunted.
“That’s the idea,” she hissed, and started riding.
(continued)

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Please provide a list of cultural resources such as people, characters, series, films, books, or other works that are related to each other in some way. The works should share a common link, whether it is close or deep. Please do not repeat anything that has already been mentioned on the list. Thank you.

Agatha Christie, Sherlock Holmes, Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf, The Mentalist, Physiognomy, Phrenology, Poetry, Formal Spanish Language, Dona Barbara, Dysfunctional Loves, The Children of Divorce (1927), Metropolis (1927). Family Portrait of Affliction, Catherine of Siena, Romeo Gigli, Club Penguin, The Owl Who Was Afraid of the Dark. Ana María Navales. Juan Domínguez Lasierra. Encarnacion Ferré. Ramon J. Sender.

Elizabeth Taylor, Angela Lansbury, Nikolai Gogol, Fyodor Dostoyevsky, manipulative old women, volcanic women, Novels about fathers who have unresolved issues with their fathers who struggle with alcoholism, alcoholic grandfathers who don't play their part and are enslaved by their wives. Genuflecting capital letters tail. Esparto Valley story, socialist classicist architecture.

A child born with an abysmal interior, who does not like human passions, so soft and romantic, because they are perfidious; a loss of time and logic to live; and funnier to watch, who wants to be chaste and does not like the society of his time. Cryptic and suspenseful stories that make sense in the end, eccentric characters like Auntie Mame.

Elaine Stritch, Ridi Pagliacci, Diogenes vs. Voltaire, Ana María Navales y Aragón, the work of Leo Tolstoy, Basilio Fernández López, César Vallejo. José Martí's “Amor Con Amor Se Paga”, Les fleurs du mal, Alfonsina Storni, Rubén Darío, Miguel Hernández, Delmira Agustini, Juan Rulfo and Vicente Aleixandre. The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night.

William Blake and his Fly, José Carlos Bruna, Sue Coe, Bestiary of Men, José Luis Cuevas, Jan Konupek, John Steuart Curry, Wolfgang Paalen, Lynd Ward, Albion's Dream. Kibrik Evgeny Adolfovich, Fritz Eichenberg, Frans Mesereel, Gennady Kalinovsky, Nuria Quevedo, Käthe Kollwitz, Max Ernst, Sadao Hasegawa, Ben Kimura, Bill Schmeling and Touko Valio Laaksonen, A Confederacy of Dunces.

Machiavelli guides, life manuals and procedures; clarified as if it were a war, unreal lives created in their minds, interesting facts and anthropology, Charles Le Brun, Rob Gonsalves, Tina Modotti, José de Almada Negreiros. How to create a secret society, old books on religions or beliefs, psychological tricks… Christopher Nevinson, Eileen Myles, Charles Chaplin, Buster Keaton, Lucille Ball. Emotionalism is ungrateful, Boris Artzybasheff, Eduardo Mendoza, José Ángel Buesa, Antonio Porchia, Alejandra Pizarnik, Vitaly Volovich, Octavio Paz, Juan José Saer, Juan Carlos Onetti, Ramón López Velarde, Ángel González Muñiz, Norman Lindsay… The history of Turin, Piedmont, and the Valleys of Lanzo and Susa. Dictionary of insults, David Bowie, Epistolography as a profession.

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