As such the super organism we are. The evolution of this course is entirely singular. The fluidity that blogging makes available-everyone having experiences from the foundation of thought Tony has bestowed to the classroom and beyond. From that each has breathed into it more and more. Different parts of the whole. As it should be, allowed to fly on in self induced direction. The progression starting with the photo of morel, on to images of The Ticket That Exploded. Then the Other of Radical Alterity. And so forth, our thoughts evolving. Branching towards new personal growth, which is parallel with super organism expansion. Blogs catered to these thoughts and emotions-not manifested or refined in class. The evolving context of material and discussions were tools to process the bigger fish just beneath the surface. What is knowing, the idea of living, evolution of technology, linear time. All of there are valid and intricate points strung together in an oriphidnet of our own. All are forms to introspect the Other we have created.
The topic of knowing had its meanderings in both William’s and my blog postings. The curiosity was able to be undertaken with thought and writing. The blogs were out personal paths woven with class topics. This is where the most diversity of the class was found. Borges’ claws still deep in my abdomen, the first topic to undertake on will be essences and ability to “know”. William contributes:
“What is knowing something? Can we ever know something in its entirety? I figure it's maybe something like this: you can know a person, or to be more precise, select aspects of a person, not the entire person; I seriously wonder if you can even know everything about yourself, but I digress. You can also know facts such as what chemicals a desk is made up of, under the same category, you can also know something’s status, such as where someone is. You can know how to do something from experience although this is somewhat questionable since no two situations will be exactly alike, I still feel that there is something to be said about memory, but I guess it's really more of a system of estimating probabilities than actually knowing something, again, since no two situations will be alike.”
William is in question and setting guidelines to help define answers. This taxonomy necessitates a thinker to be impeccable with his or her words. It is amazing how much more conviction words carry when they are defined from the inside out. Through processes just like this-thought meanderings bring a context of association that avoids confusion within the self and communication. My digestion of this topic of knowing has been molded by different knowledge, both valid, neither incorrect.
“Where do today's words come from? What power do you and I put into words. A dictionary holds supreme power-but do many people speak in vernacular oxford English? Our journey of language is experience and interactions. But in today's world, the power of the word is gained from you, I, and so many other not so constant forms all in different contexts and unrelated sensuous surroundings. Building into the internal paradox of communication, "the more we communicate, the more we destroy communication; or, the less we exchange, the more we have to communicate." Baudrillard, Jean (45)
Capturing essences is beyond the codes capabilities-only manipulation is possible.
Our super organism is growing. Such vastly different approaches to an open ended issue. William begins with knowing traits of a person-not essences. I speak of words and the complexity of communication and its internal paradox of verbal or written exchange. Neither of our ideas have essences as conclusive. William speaks of tangible knowledge such as chemical contents of a table. He speaks of the singularity of situations-never repeating alike. I speak of knowing words, which are already a representation of something outside the Other. Both thoughts maturing from an innate intelligence of our own manifestations.
Compare and contrast two people for example-traits can be known and defined, but the whole is greater than the sum of the parts. A paradox of evaluation. This course of Nanotexts is radically different in all of our minds and hearts. Using sci-fi of the near future to build opinions and essentially draw lines in a forth coming context. What is being alive? Downloaded into a computer-transmitting that incalculable essence-27 grams of the soul. Let us now jump down the path of Morel in this yellow wood. I see no other dimension for Morel after his meticulous recording-he dies at the end of the week. I agree with William completely when he speaks of the impossibility of free will in Morels device.
“Leaving out something’s identity in physical space we have senses, what can be perceived, and, though this is somewhat of an assumption, we have the interactions between these beings. Personally I think that there's more to being alive, especially to being human than that, but even if there's not, its all just a damn recording. Even if these recordings can think and feel, they are only acting on the world they were recorded in, they have no means to interact with anything new. then again maybe that's what life is if you don't believe that free will exists. maybe this idea of "new" is just an illusion.”
This necessity for free will to be living is fantastic food for thought. Freedom is an illusion and the reason why we fight. When William talks of interacting with anything new, that caught me a bit off guard. I believe that all is a circle, passing and returning- but how free is the return then? Is it fresh in some new way, or is the ignorance of a new situation that allows a “free mind” to live and think, feel, regurgitate? I am alive, as is William- I have no reason to doubt that-but free will-there is reason to doubt. Will, free or subjected, has nothing to do with living. People going about their lives unconsciously, victims of a world they created-living, breathing- yes, but are they truly alive to the potential of creation?
Fueled by class discussions, we branched into the idea of "free will" simply being a buffer to extremes-both, judged as good and bad. Intriguing because the action of dulling the sensuous world has an enlivening on the opposite end. Connected at the hip. Hao Huynh spoke of understanding the extremes of life as being intrinsically connected- to know happiness, one must know sadness. The spectrum of feeling increases with all interaction weather it be leaving one utterly fragmented, or wholly inspired. Now to circumvent the issue of living, the virtual world. Our senses are dulling to regard virtual activities as normal. Where does this virtual world we are creating leave us on this spectrum? Safe. All the interactions are found there, love life, multiple parapersonas, even life and death. What does this have to do with living? Nothing, the pixels will never be able to capture essences. "Reality has fallen prey to Virtual Reality, the final consequence of the process begun with the abstraction of objective reality - a process that ends in Integral Reality." Jean Baudrillard. Our actions on reality and living are viral. Our virus will go on procreating-but living is what we don't know about life. Waking up morning after morning ready to take it all on with a smile and grow.
Sunday, June 7, 2009
Monday, June 1, 2009
Book groups' Life Extreme
The Queen city of Cincinnati, “en-livened”. Denoting the creation of a state to become more lively, or interesting. Our book group analysis continued and branched anew from class topics. First and foremost, the possibilities of the nano world expanded. Hindsight informs that I have no way of knowing where the nano future will go. Futuristic details of movies after the Second World War have not all paned out. But the fringe must be made hazy with a melting pot of dreams. Random chance as well, making a power beyond our immediate control- what capabilities or options will proceed. How it will evolve in thought, action? Which maniac will hold the cards in all of this progress?
The work distribution was fantastic in the group setting. A verbal accord, with the simple understanding of the necessary contributions. Everyone carried their ideas; with the small numbers this can make or break the group. Some plurkers can fade into the background, and being a digital interface-I take what I see as what is. That becomes the standard of viewing and we accept it. One must give to get in a communal setting, all holding the pillars aloft separately. It is refreshing to share strictly with my peers. The issue was entertainment, bouncing ideas and building with one another. The setting was much more contained than plurk, with a sort of timing and mutual activity. A limb of the super organism, functionally pseudo independent.
A void was satisfied through the book group. Completely taking apart a text, tangents, and more the merrier. Stretch the text then watch it coalesce again. Plurks got off base- but there is no worthy creation in gibberish, one tires of nonsensical typing for sake of plurk karma of all things. Texts left on the back burner and me, me, me typed out and shared. This is totally fair and easy to participate in-but I was left wanting more material focused on the class. The book group situation reminded me of the Kafka and Borges dialogues starting with the text then sprouting anywhere relevant or even beyond. Always from a foundation of the text.
Something that caught me off guard with the book group was the timing-one lengthy, supported post a week. All of us on similar page readings as well left us with the entire week of reading to refine ideas within our own heads. This allowed for a branching effect-loose ends of the text were allowed to be tied up in eight different ways-all valid. Some played true, others not so by the end of the book. It is those loops that make the text. An intrusive vagueness, necessary and placed throughout. Time bombs of thought and analysis.
Climaxing at the dead end dynamic of teacher student setting. We crazy eights were allowed to mentor as peers. All both teachers and students. Prichard has devoured these texts for years, not the mention the plethora of other knowledge to utilize. The all Seeing Eye, catering to our thoughts and emotions, building them among us. Prichard has had this class building in his head since the age of eight years. QJC group were first time amateurs with this book. Fresh and excited all the same. Foundation for sharing was through the text alone-we had no “big toe” to steady us. Little direction except completion. The sharing of pollinated ideas was spontaneous, not planned, as a classroom. With out expectation, perception is free. In class I have an urgency to pick up on Prichard’s interaction. His words and the silence between them. So delicately placed, a thought link passed along through the texts, class, plurk, and blogs. I feel within a Borges text, telling in not telling, informing bluntly and vaguely. But intention is placed to build a conclusion. A conclusion of our own, Tony’s, and everyone in the classroom shared. There is no recreating the QJC group, but how far off is the spectrum of class evolution through the teacher and mass of students from previous settings? Low and Kai returning to nurture our thoughts using the same texts, movies, and a familiar lesson plan-a quarter more refined. Living and reliving, there are a multitude of paths in this yellow wood. QJC had a freshness, unique and untouchable.
The work distribution was fantastic in the group setting. A verbal accord, with the simple understanding of the necessary contributions. Everyone carried their ideas; with the small numbers this can make or break the group. Some plurkers can fade into the background, and being a digital interface-I take what I see as what is. That becomes the standard of viewing and we accept it. One must give to get in a communal setting, all holding the pillars aloft separately. It is refreshing to share strictly with my peers. The issue was entertainment, bouncing ideas and building with one another. The setting was much more contained than plurk, with a sort of timing and mutual activity. A limb of the super organism, functionally pseudo independent.
A void was satisfied through the book group. Completely taking apart a text, tangents, and more the merrier. Stretch the text then watch it coalesce again. Plurks got off base- but there is no worthy creation in gibberish, one tires of nonsensical typing for sake of plurk karma of all things. Texts left on the back burner and me, me, me typed out and shared. This is totally fair and easy to participate in-but I was left wanting more material focused on the class. The book group situation reminded me of the Kafka and Borges dialogues starting with the text then sprouting anywhere relevant or even beyond. Always from a foundation of the text.
Something that caught me off guard with the book group was the timing-one lengthy, supported post a week. All of us on similar page readings as well left us with the entire week of reading to refine ideas within our own heads. This allowed for a branching effect-loose ends of the text were allowed to be tied up in eight different ways-all valid. Some played true, others not so by the end of the book. It is those loops that make the text. An intrusive vagueness, necessary and placed throughout. Time bombs of thought and analysis.
Climaxing at the dead end dynamic of teacher student setting. We crazy eights were allowed to mentor as peers. All both teachers and students. Prichard has devoured these texts for years, not the mention the plethora of other knowledge to utilize. The all Seeing Eye, catering to our thoughts and emotions, building them among us. Prichard has had this class building in his head since the age of eight years. QJC group were first time amateurs with this book. Fresh and excited all the same. Foundation for sharing was through the text alone-we had no “big toe” to steady us. Little direction except completion. The sharing of pollinated ideas was spontaneous, not planned, as a classroom. With out expectation, perception is free. In class I have an urgency to pick up on Prichard’s interaction. His words and the silence between them. So delicately placed, a thought link passed along through the texts, class, plurk, and blogs. I feel within a Borges text, telling in not telling, informing bluntly and vaguely. But intention is placed to build a conclusion. A conclusion of our own, Tony’s, and everyone in the classroom shared. There is no recreating the QJC group, but how far off is the spectrum of class evolution through the teacher and mass of students from previous settings? Low and Kai returning to nurture our thoughts using the same texts, movies, and a familiar lesson plan-a quarter more refined. Living and reliving, there are a multitude of paths in this yellow wood. QJC had a freshness, unique and untouchable.
Thursday, May 28, 2009
Nano Control of Morality
Life is a series of slips and catches. A social order kept in check individually through fear of repercussions after actions. You shall not kill, you shall not steal... First religion was our maker to be worshiped. Be selfless in this life and be rewarded in the next progression of the soul. A destination being heaven instead of purgatory or hell. The Philosophy of karma, a more open ended form of Saint Peters gates. A power greater then the self still, but the option of choice is within each of us. Cultures of the world have all had a different face of this omnipotent equilibrium in life. If the balance is disrupted, action is taken upon the wrong doer. Woven along side religion are laws to further extend a social order.
Religion is evolving to tolerate science. The balance is swayed in a multitude of directions. The ideal of religion is passive as anomalies increase. The oppressive hands of religion are lifted in this age of technology. As the human being becomes more and more defined in science; idols of the past are lost. The self emerges, but only so far. Instead of omnipotent outside forces to puppeteer our social order, it is social beings within a culture that evolve a new right and wrong. But behind all of this social order and personality, the internal dialogue runs continuous. The inbred spectrum of right and wrong evolves as our "born guilty" conscious fades into want.
Polls envelope that ~91% of Americans believe in a universal spirit. An omnipotent figure is still our commander in chief in The sense. The fire in brim stone fears are gone for what reason then? The ideal of God is somehow taken less serious by the social masses. Everyone breaks laws of some form within a life time-countless choices everyday to do so or not. Justified or not. History shows that God does not cast lightening bolts upon wrong doers. The traditional miracle is few and far between in most eyes. Religion has taken a back seat-navigator is in the back making a sandwich, a seat belt tied around the wheel is driving-
-cruise control engaged.
Context of life evolving has been our seat belt at the wheel. Growing as a culture we are surrounded with life of all sorts and saviors. The booming economic -ism of consumers. Human desires are felt and acted on. Desires are in excess all around us-wanting sweet without the calories, introducing sucralose! Modified to satisfy our needs. With this power of manipulation comes the scientific option of turning towards the body. Growth hormone of the tubestick and accompanied mushroom head-
-all natural.
The difficulty in this course of action, the cup is indefinitely half empty. The majority of these desires play directly parallel with the ego. Here in lies our moral code
-I want, everyone wants.
The nanoworld is one where all our wildest fantasies come true. An unmatched possibility of individuality. The depth of scale change would be the magnitude of human ability to evolve rapidly. The change that will be is beyond my present comprehension. All of our lives increasing in every way by a multitude of ten to the power of nine! The fox will run wild in the hen house. Increase, more, better, faster, stronger-tantalus cravings of the underworld revealed and touched. Leading on to addition and multiplication of greatness-never divisible, never subtracted.
Now comes the greatest of options in life. Living for the self, or living for love. The blanket of technology is an illusion of necessity-humanity learned to knit rather quickly. Within the life of all possibility leads on to want. If it is possible do it! A pandemic ego gets stoked riding along a ghostly wave of satisfaction. The higher power is now you and I in this octane life. Every responsibility is our own-some would be avoided with this technology, others amplified. As nano technologies replace so much of what we take for granted-where will our time go? Into anything we want-
-that want is what frightens me, a trust in humanity to choose.
Religion is evolving to tolerate science. The balance is swayed in a multitude of directions. The ideal of religion is passive as anomalies increase. The oppressive hands of religion are lifted in this age of technology. As the human being becomes more and more defined in science; idols of the past are lost. The self emerges, but only so far. Instead of omnipotent outside forces to puppeteer our social order, it is social beings within a culture that evolve a new right and wrong. But behind all of this social order and personality, the internal dialogue runs continuous. The inbred spectrum of right and wrong evolves as our "born guilty" conscious fades into want.
Polls envelope that ~91% of Americans believe in a universal spirit. An omnipotent figure is still our commander in chief in The sense. The fire in brim stone fears are gone for what reason then? The ideal of God is somehow taken less serious by the social masses. Everyone breaks laws of some form within a life time-countless choices everyday to do so or not. Justified or not. History shows that God does not cast lightening bolts upon wrong doers. The traditional miracle is few and far between in most eyes. Religion has taken a back seat-navigator is in the back making a sandwich, a seat belt tied around the wheel is driving-
-cruise control engaged.
Context of life evolving has been our seat belt at the wheel. Growing as a culture we are surrounded with life of all sorts and saviors. The booming economic -ism of consumers. Human desires are felt and acted on. Desires are in excess all around us-wanting sweet without the calories, introducing sucralose! Modified to satisfy our needs. With this power of manipulation comes the scientific option of turning towards the body. Growth hormone of the tubestick and accompanied mushroom head-
-all natural.
The difficulty in this course of action, the cup is indefinitely half empty. The majority of these desires play directly parallel with the ego. Here in lies our moral code
-I want, everyone wants.
The nanoworld is one where all our wildest fantasies come true. An unmatched possibility of individuality. The depth of scale change would be the magnitude of human ability to evolve rapidly. The change that will be is beyond my present comprehension. All of our lives increasing in every way by a multitude of ten to the power of nine! The fox will run wild in the hen house. Increase, more, better, faster, stronger-tantalus cravings of the underworld revealed and touched. Leading on to addition and multiplication of greatness-never divisible, never subtracted.
Now comes the greatest of options in life. Living for the self, or living for love. The blanket of technology is an illusion of necessity-humanity learned to knit rather quickly. Within the life of all possibility leads on to want. If it is possible do it! A pandemic ego gets stoked riding along a ghostly wave of satisfaction. The higher power is now you and I in this octane life. Every responsibility is our own-some would be avoided with this technology, others amplified. As nano technologies replace so much of what we take for granted-where will our time go? Into anything we want-
-that want is what frightens me, a trust in humanity to choose.
Friday, May 15, 2009
Ideal of Clarity
An Ego cannot truly exist. The mind and body are split-a God awe-full mess blind and speechless. Blind for true sight is tainted. Speechless in that what said is cluttered with excess and meaning is lost in the cycle that is humanity. Searching for justifications in a messy existence that suffocates a mentality breeding fear and self-pity.
[Deep breathe]
The world seems to have a fetish for entropy, even as our very respiration-physiological being denies it. A vicious birth and struggle for the livelihood of the Ego. Nurtured by the countless populations of our hierarchies perfection. The Ego's presence is now Godly. Our astray is far from the spirit, and what is there to show for it? A constant attack on others and the self.
The Ego is a personal entity-but it is not of you. The parapersona. Life turns into a masquerade ball; busy little bees go around and share Ego interactions. Now living in a fabricated existence. The state of growth has reared the Ego as apart of the self, identification in the familiar- but there is a trade off being the creator and the created. An Ego satisfies desires that are away from the self. Always just a bit out of reach. Humanity is addicted to this Disneyland of dreams.
The ideal of clarity works against life as we know it now, unconscious. We are in the fast lane, constantly seeking new life and experience. Bigger, better, and faster on a seasonal basis. We hold back, if we submit to every desire we are purely animals. Ego is guilt. Thinking our action of desire is uncouth- not being an innate ideal. “Devils work” in the eyes of generations past. What is not understood or unclear is against God. This is really against the self, God is not split-only the self that perceives is-
Perceiving is concrete and individual. A hierarchy that strives to fit in, but also shines above and beyond all else. This uniqueness is a self, based on conditional shallow pride. As culture with the taxonomy to identify all by their differences it goes as no surprise. The same is boring-there is no satisfying that itch of the ever evolving fringe.
This human nature has plopped us where we are today-And the main focal for this progress → Creation in art. Art does not regurgitate what is; there is manipulation, then recreation. This progression is far from clear; it is unique and sold as such. The self is put into each piece created. Poetry and word play have intention of not being so clear. In this vague creation we are entertained by what you and I project into the artsy abyss that is the self.
What of a world without the Ego? That existence is a place of acceptance for a world that is. What would be involved in life without manipulation? When hungry, eat, when tired, rest. And perfect harmony. Life without ego does not have to be austere, it is a simple harmony of living-all else is irrelevant and contains no knowledge.
Life has been entertainment used as means to an end. The end contains no knowledge. What does the humanity want at this stage? In necessity for clarity? Or Excess. We cannot be validated by financial security or new toys-even the trophy mate. There is no going back only forward in this humanity cycle. Progression is the use of the unclear to allude to something beyond words. Here lies a key of nano proportions from a soon to be Sci-fi world.
Emerson's poem- Maya (spelled Maia)
Illusion works impenetrable,
Weaving webs innumerable;
Her gay pictures never fail,
Crowd each other, veil on veil;
Charmer who will be believed
By man who thirsts to be deceived
[Deep breathe]
The world seems to have a fetish for entropy, even as our very respiration-physiological being denies it. A vicious birth and struggle for the livelihood of the Ego. Nurtured by the countless populations of our hierarchies perfection. The Ego's presence is now Godly. Our astray is far from the spirit, and what is there to show for it? A constant attack on others and the self.
The Ego is a personal entity-but it is not of you. The parapersona. Life turns into a masquerade ball; busy little bees go around and share Ego interactions. Now living in a fabricated existence. The state of growth has reared the Ego as apart of the self, identification in the familiar- but there is a trade off being the creator and the created. An Ego satisfies desires that are away from the self. Always just a bit out of reach. Humanity is addicted to this Disneyland of dreams.
The ideal of clarity works against life as we know it now, unconscious. We are in the fast lane, constantly seeking new life and experience. Bigger, better, and faster on a seasonal basis. We hold back, if we submit to every desire we are purely animals. Ego is guilt. Thinking our action of desire is uncouth- not being an innate ideal. “Devils work” in the eyes of generations past. What is not understood or unclear is against God. This is really against the self, God is not split-only the self that perceives is-
Perceiving is concrete and individual. A hierarchy that strives to fit in, but also shines above and beyond all else. This uniqueness is a self, based on conditional shallow pride. As culture with the taxonomy to identify all by their differences it goes as no surprise. The same is boring-there is no satisfying that itch of the ever evolving fringe.
This human nature has plopped us where we are today-And the main focal for this progress → Creation in art. Art does not regurgitate what is; there is manipulation, then recreation. This progression is far from clear; it is unique and sold as such. The self is put into each piece created. Poetry and word play have intention of not being so clear. In this vague creation we are entertained by what you and I project into the artsy abyss that is the self.
What of a world without the Ego? That existence is a place of acceptance for a world that is. What would be involved in life without manipulation? When hungry, eat, when tired, rest. And perfect harmony. Life without ego does not have to be austere, it is a simple harmony of living-all else is irrelevant and contains no knowledge.
Life has been entertainment used as means to an end. The end contains no knowledge. What does the humanity want at this stage? In necessity for clarity? Or Excess. We cannot be validated by financial security or new toys-even the trophy mate. There is no going back only forward in this humanity cycle. Progression is the use of the unclear to allude to something beyond words. Here lies a key of nano proportions from a soon to be Sci-fi world.
Emerson's poem- Maya (spelled Maia)
Illusion works impenetrable,
Weaving webs innumerable;
Her gay pictures never fail,
Crowd each other, veil on veil;
Charmer who will be believed
By man who thirsts to be deceived
Prayer to consciousness
Prayer of Consciousness
Life is a game, it is a matter of perfections. How well can I play this game moment to moment? Not as a means to an end, for it is a game. Live, love and make merriment. All things weather dominated by love or ego will come to pass. Judgments are not needed-they only reflect personal insecurities back onto the self seeking validation. Choose paths of love in the presence of being. Be aware of steps taken in trauma, toxicity, and thought. Know vitalism: The human organism can keep itself healthy if there are no barriers to full expression of all its vital functions. The body has the innate ability to heal itself from within.
Remove barriers to full expression of that life force. Choose love, listen well. Take the peace and share it. Understand my balance of life. All is a circle and thus passing and returning. Do not take it personally, know perfection of the game
Life is a game, it is a matter of perfections. How well can I play this game moment to moment? Not as a means to an end, for it is a game. Live, love and make merriment. All things weather dominated by love or ego will come to pass. Judgments are not needed-they only reflect personal insecurities back onto the self seeking validation. Choose paths of love in the presence of being. Be aware of steps taken in trauma, toxicity, and thought. Know vitalism: The human organism can keep itself healthy if there are no barriers to full expression of all its vital functions. The body has the innate ability to heal itself from within.
Remove barriers to full expression of that life force. Choose love, listen well. Take the peace and share it. Understand my balance of life. All is a circle and thus passing and returning. Do not take it personally, know perfection of the game
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
Loss of humility
Ribofunk leads on to a world where all will be known of our race at some future point.
"We learn today as much in one year as its earliest discoverer did in ten years. Where is it going to lead us? How many more generations of present-day taught philosophers are to come and go before this persistently questioning human mind of ours will have laid before us a complete revolutional and unconditional demonstration of this, the supreme problem of existence? Can anyone doubt that the question will be eventually solved?" BJ Palmer
A maximum of elevated human potential would be reached. In no way are we ready for that. With the world squabbling and divergent as it seems at times-why would the power of gods be placed in the opportunity for the highest bidder. Gods would die. The secrets of the world would no longer be secret. Without myth there is a loss of wonder. A finality of being may be too great to undertake-religions provide a sense of being greater then the self. The outspoken Governor of Minnesota Jesse Ventura speaks; "Organized religion is a sham and a crutch for weak-minded people who need strength in numbers. It tells people to go out and stick their noses in other people's business." Yes, but the necessity of its role in every civilization of mankind is historically supported. In the history of the human race, no civilization has lasted without religion. The last attempt being The Soviet Union.
So many perks come with technology. And what is not to love about perks! The technology evolves and the financially supported world progresses with it. Standards of living increase, education is accessible to all. Perhaps all information will simply be a download in the future. The class bullies will have a faster connection then you, the bad asses will disable their firewalls. The cycles will repeat in this new medium that is beyond moral control. The bearers of these sought after technologies will beget such a wealth that products would be exclusive. Cycles will repeat once again, powers will change-back in control FOR the people. What if communism, socialism, or new "isms" not yet in human awareness. More lines drawn and barriers. Up in arms.
So what is to be done? Nothing can stop this. But all in all a perspective can be kept. A mentor once called this the innate "crap detector". Fitting. A sense of enough must be understood. Perfection has created us-we are perfect as is. All is a process and technology in the fringe extremes halts this process to no longer being a privilege. The perks are not real past a comfort. They are as solid as we make them-a cultural flare resulting from an economic boom leading to bust. And when bust happens, up in arms once again. Cause and affect, right and wrong, all preeminent to a divergence in human kind. The perks of comfort will be the new norm in time. Expanding further and further from historical evolution-leading on to a new end. But we always were leading to an end so whats the difference of indulging in the ambrosia qualities? Story of Tantalus fits nicely here; never being able to reach the splendors desired-always moving just a bit out of reach. But God knows we try! Or at least science knows-
"We learn today as much in one year as its earliest discoverer did in ten years. Where is it going to lead us? How many more generations of present-day taught philosophers are to come and go before this persistently questioning human mind of ours will have laid before us a complete revolutional and unconditional demonstration of this, the supreme problem of existence? Can anyone doubt that the question will be eventually solved?" BJ Palmer
A maximum of elevated human potential would be reached. In no way are we ready for that. With the world squabbling and divergent as it seems at times-why would the power of gods be placed in the opportunity for the highest bidder. Gods would die. The secrets of the world would no longer be secret. Without myth there is a loss of wonder. A finality of being may be too great to undertake-religions provide a sense of being greater then the self. The outspoken Governor of Minnesota Jesse Ventura speaks; "Organized religion is a sham and a crutch for weak-minded people who need strength in numbers. It tells people to go out and stick their noses in other people's business." Yes, but the necessity of its role in every civilization of mankind is historically supported. In the history of the human race, no civilization has lasted without religion. The last attempt being The Soviet Union.
So many perks come with technology. And what is not to love about perks! The technology evolves and the financially supported world progresses with it. Standards of living increase, education is accessible to all. Perhaps all information will simply be a download in the future. The class bullies will have a faster connection then you, the bad asses will disable their firewalls. The cycles will repeat in this new medium that is beyond moral control. The bearers of these sought after technologies will beget such a wealth that products would be exclusive. Cycles will repeat once again, powers will change-back in control FOR the people. What if communism, socialism, or new "isms" not yet in human awareness. More lines drawn and barriers. Up in arms.
So what is to be done? Nothing can stop this. But all in all a perspective can be kept. A mentor once called this the innate "crap detector". Fitting. A sense of enough must be understood. Perfection has created us-we are perfect as is. All is a process and technology in the fringe extremes halts this process to no longer being a privilege. The perks are not real past a comfort. They are as solid as we make them-a cultural flare resulting from an economic boom leading to bust. And when bust happens, up in arms once again. Cause and affect, right and wrong, all preeminent to a divergence in human kind. The perks of comfort will be the new norm in time. Expanding further and further from historical evolution-leading on to a new end. But we always were leading to an end so whats the difference of indulging in the ambrosia qualities? Story of Tantalus fits nicely here; never being able to reach the splendors desired-always moving just a bit out of reach. But God knows we try! Or at least science knows-
Friday, May 1, 2009
The ONEders
Wonder, the intensity of emotion undefined. A sense of imagination-fluid and dynamic beyond the collective ideal. Seeking such a small vibration, only resonating with the self. Small only as much as what is allowed. Easily contained in an illusion of thought and understanding. The projection of desires, a flotilla of minds in a missed communication of existence. Are we small? The ideal of small appears to be easy. But to what extent is being small also being lost to ourselves? Small boundaries, tiny bridges. Discontinuing the fluid dynamic of consciousness. Collective in evolving in a new fashion. Call to arms to sake of individuality found in a set.
Truly fighting against the self, projecting outwards what is slaughtered inside. A new fluid dynamic, flowing on just the same but on a different scale of existence. Small. The idea of self enlightenment has nothing to do with the self. It is a matter of reincarnation into acceptance of a collective whole.
Burroughs, Baudrillard, Paul Di Filippo, an Casares. Slivers into a dermograph beyond. Beyond because it has been put out of touch individually affecting the collective scale. Too large to understand just yet. Ease into understanding that is universal-but found individually, a round robin of education-providing that radical alterity if we are ready to listen.
Ultimately these words are lost, to you, to me, to the passerby. A sliver in time alluding to less and less as i type on.
Truly fighting against the self, projecting outwards what is slaughtered inside. A new fluid dynamic, flowing on just the same but on a different scale of existence. Small. The idea of self enlightenment has nothing to do with the self. It is a matter of reincarnation into acceptance of a collective whole.
Burroughs, Baudrillard, Paul Di Filippo, an Casares. Slivers into a dermograph beyond. Beyond because it has been put out of touch individually affecting the collective scale. Too large to understand just yet. Ease into understanding that is universal-but found individually, a round robin of education-providing that radical alterity if we are ready to listen.
Ultimately these words are lost, to you, to me, to the passerby. A sliver in time alluding to less and less as i type on.
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