HUM(AN)IM(AL)(IEN): apocalypse watch / con(k)niving (cheatos wept)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 .. the master has cleared their desk ..

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

.. nothing in the past nor the future traps their attention ..

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

.. thus are they sheer presence ..

.. & no(ugh)t else ..

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"I don't know what a philosophical soul could want to be more than a good dancer. For such as these, dance is the ideal; their fine art. In the end, it's the only kind of spirituality they know; their very divine service .. "

- Friedrich Nietzsche, The Joyful Science

.. all of time is a pivotal moment, but who’s on top ..?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Ideas are (hyper) real and condition the real. Life is an, possibly the, active idea, which evidently gives rise to individuals such as ourselves filled with the curated content of all that has been our own life ..

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

.. wanted to say something about how my own experience of the alien (other) phenomena has led me to think shit’s even crazier than the furthest out wak job currently in public broadcasting ..

 

 

 

“It's just scary to dream small. Nobody teaches us how to do that”   

 

 

 

- from How to Make a Killing

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 .. shades ( .. thus named because it's only in the shadows that the extent of the effects of the light can most clearly be seen .. ) had to con cede that he was partial to subtlety, @LL else being equal ..

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

.. precision is underrated .. the big flourishes, the grand(iloquent) gestures, they're sure to get the attention & the acclaim, but subtlety .. now there's a Master's game .. 

.. in fact it's quite possibly the case that we can chalk this up to the quirks of con sciousness itself .. 

.. con sciousness seems "designed" to pick out the exception to the rule; the mistake on the assembly line, if u will .. the 'alien", hiding in plain sight, among the plebs ..

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 .. that's why some have claimed that what's most memorable about a great Work of art, especially with the passage of time, are precisely its imperfections .. but that's not exactly true, is it; not as such .. not exactly in the Way they've said it .. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

.. in any case, & naturally, the magician is well aware of this tendency of awareness to focus on flaws; indeed, they use it to their own benefit & advantage ..

.. we can think of our experience of our own life as moving along different 'tracks' or trajectories .. the magician simply uses their heightened ability to distinguish subtle distinctions to @tune, to dial into different tracks depending on their own preferenc(s) ..

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 .. to live in such a manner might perhaps seem like going thru life knowing @LL the answers, but inevitably, it presents its own chaLLenges ..

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

.. in fact, the real challenge in this circumstance is to maintain a 'beginner mind', to keep it fresh rather than merely sleepwalking along the trends of one's own life .. 

.. & that's a full-time job in itself, is the simply stated fact ..

.. the roaring 40s ..

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I seem to be stuck in the present moment of time, but nothing is ever the same ..
 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

.. no thing is ever the same - flat boundless expanse of time spread out before me, arrayed in projective simplicity on towards the vanishing point at the never coming end, where I finally pass into light and exit this realm of darkness, smoke brooding on the waters as one set of heavens lays war on another, raining metal from the sky, while man circles the outer limits of the moon.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Who actually wants disclosure? What facts do you want to shake your daily routine, life, and habits where it strikes fundamentally at what it means to be a human circa 2026? What brave new world do you want to see be built? Which one destroyed?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Here are some rules, in the sense of measures, to become aware of the alien presence:
 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

1. What is "THE ALIEN"? - the alien is that which is other than the self, which we will leave undefined as self-evident in our sense of daily experience. It is an axiom: I AM THAT I AM.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

2. THE ALIEN usually refers to the living other. The living of which may be variously considered depending on context, domain and range. For our purposes, a standard assumption of physical biological reality is appropriate. As a related example, distance on the tree of life, in standard biological time, is a measure of distance and degree of "OTHER".

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

3. The range of variation in apparently HUMAN models is immense, forgetting any time binding cultural productions. It is a good field for cultivating the feeling of the ALIEN and recognizing the vast difference amongst beings that are in some measure the same. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

However, at the same time you strip from your mind those points of commonality you find with JOHN DOE, and he becomes alien and unknown to you, a strange beast of unknown constitution and aim, you may begin to recognize that YOU have become an ALIEN: I AM THAT I AM AND I AM NOT THAT (sort of being)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

This can lead to SUBSPECIES treated as SUBHUMAN, or NOT HUMAN, or approaching ANIMAL <- this is a logic of racism, it just depends where you cut the lines. Most assuredly you'd consider yourself to be in the HUMAN bucket, but that's just the thing, what are you for the ALIEN presences? How much do you feel to be OTHER than that which lives and moves around you? Is the environment hostile or nurturing? 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The measure of the HUMAN against the ANIMAL, the value of HUMAN LIFE in balance of death with the ANIMAL, in at least the sense of nutriment, has been applied in equal measure of [one kind of] HUMAN against another, as brutally evident in the annals of history. In US law there are ILLEGAL ALIENS: generally thought of as pertaining to HUMANS.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

This humanity is bound into one primarily in terms as a being experiencing reality somehow embedded in a particular biology, the form is recognizably the same to the eyes. The personal self as well as the ALIEN self is somehow tied up in those bodies. Remember, I AM THAT I AM: whatever that happens to mean for you - the likelihood in my local time-space being that you are either a human or a bot.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

4. Uncertainty must be cultivated and it can be uncomfortable to a point of feeling or being dangerous. If you are going to intentionally approach some unknown HUM(AN)IM(AL)(IEN), KNOWING it to be in fact a set of UNKNOWNS, what would your internal state be like? Like a shy bird or bear, angry dog or buzzing hornet? 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Being in the vicinity of these ANIMALS (?) will cause very visceral reactions in, well, at least MY HUMAN (?) body. The physicality of approach must be considered if you want to come into contact with a similarly intelligenced but otherly sourced being, just as with the bear. It is an entire event. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Pay attention to your senses, and admit your ignorance, dropping as much as possible preconceived notions, which is not so much a logical activity in thought but a feeling of approaching an unknown being.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

.. to be con tinued ..

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

.. a hunter & a bricoleur; 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

a forager .. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

.. be that, & it'll be ok ..

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

.. be that, & no other shall say nay,

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

.. be that, & then con fidently say,

.. you're on .. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

.. so let's play the fuckin' game .. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

virulent parasites (do the blank screen scream)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

.. a sucker born every minute, or so they claim ..  

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

.. so just don't be one of 'em, I say ..

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"You know what freedom is? No fear .. "

- from One Battle After Another

 

 

  

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Why is it that whenever I look at a screen, I am filled with dread. What is it about this machine that makes it feel to me as if my soul is being sucked away? 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Money lives inside the computer - and at least that's how it used to be, and still yet is, even at this early stage in the introduction, the insertion (penetration), of artificial intelligence into our daily lives: computer (brain/mind) workers are/were more favored with wealth than those capable of physical labour. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

They get paid more, but maybe they have always been that little bit closer to the cold empty heart of the machine, so it is deserving that they are rewarded more by that great god Mammon. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

And, even the ostensibly Christian throngs, disregarding the act, yet alone even considering the reason, of Yeshua throwing the money changers out of the temple, parade material wealth as holiness.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Here we (some of us [if you're reading this: YOU included]) are in what has been called late stage capitalism: the logic of profit and loss, at the end of the day a zero-sum game of predation, has not exactly metastasized as much as become the entirety of the social organism. And, what do we get of all that? 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A PT Barnum economy, where the ringleaders are a bunch of sociopathic clowns and we're all the mimes that no-one can hear during the show: we have no money megaphone and our livelihood depends on us being quiet. But we rail into the digital abyss.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

People seem to be letting reality slip away in favour of a digital fiction; they're chasing after it, in fact. There is more activity there, more happening; hell, you can see sex scenes and people getting killed within a few seconds of each other. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The big screen scream. Natural reality is slow and (maybe not) boring, nervous activity is at a minimum - what do people hear in silence that makes them want to drown it out with stimulation. But then, maybe I like doing nothing too much.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Walking the thin line between waking and sleep, slumber, the deathless dream - but, then, who are those people out there and what do they have to do with me? Why do we find it more comfortable to be looking inwards at our humanity than to peer out into the dark expanse of an "empty" natural world of the other: the uninhabited. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

People congregate and bump about, maybe rubbing each other the wrong way, building up some friction that's got but to lead to a spark - in the right circumstances, one that will catch.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

BURN BABY BURN [disco inferno]

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

.. some have said the world today has come to resemble a hyperpoliticized hellscape with false profits peddling slopaganda at every virtual street corner .. but isn't this, after all, how it's always been ..?.. surely the art of the con is the world's second oldest profession ..

.. maybe what marks this historical moment even more that that is our excessive collective self-obsession .. we see spooks, as Max Stirner would call them; ideas in our head we tend to prioritize over the "business" of actually living & experiencing the world, wherever our awareness turns, even if there's nothing there .. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

.. Stirner, unlike his contemporary & fellow Hegelian, Karl Marx, was way ahead of his time & perhaps still is today .. maybe that explains why so many are seemingly obsessed with turning this world into an actual hellscape of war & pollution in pursuit of some lines on a balance sheet & words on a screen ..

.. when did we forget that we're @LL con nected .. that the world's flourishing can't be achieved in the absence of world peace .. that degrading the environment degrades us, too, both on the inner & the outer .. & that none of this is possible if we don't start from a foundation of inner serenity ..

 .. it could be said that the issue now, the single biggest change & therefore, surely, the underlying cause that's behind all of this is that the so-called "elites" ( .. for one thing, in what sense, specifically, are they actually elite ..? ) have become virulently parasitic .. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

.. moreover, they seem determined to bring about the kind of world where the running man remake would be a documentary ..

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

.. such challenges must surely seem daunting, & it's certainly understandable in this light that a certain disquiet, dejection, & even despair become more or less endemic, like static in the background .. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

.. but the esoteric practitioner doesn't simply take their chances; rather, they engage in 'insider trading', but in an esoteric sense .. read esoterically, this simply means developing the inner wisdom, strength & perseverance to get through anything .. for, surely, one who gnows the inner will have a leg up on the outer ..

.. & for the low, low price of 0.00 + the time & effort it takes to set up your own regular esoteric practice, you too could easily become an 'inside trader' yourself; hell, we're franchising ..

HODL

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

.. everyone makes mistakes .. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

.. the challenge is to catch & correct them ..

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 .. without making many more along the Way .. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

accelerationist authoritarianism (& its dis con tents / vs progressivist resurgence)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 .. use your opponent to surpass yourself .. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

.. that there's the win ..

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"It's a big club, and you ain't in it"

 

 

 

 - George Carlin

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 



The digital world is infinitely falsifiable.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

It has no mass except that which we grant it; just the same as a buck. Or glance out your eyes giving totemic life to some form of thing out there, giving it a little bit of (your) life. Spending time with it, caressing it - aahhh, oodles and oodles of stacks of cash. But alas, all I've got is a pile of tobacco ash. You might have less.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

That aside now, we little people, all so tiny in the immensity of the universe (of discourse) - are numbers living in the (computer) books of records. Maybe not the Akashic records, but how about JPMorgan's? We're all one of those financialized data points sitting in some quant's model in a trading floor. Not just that model or those models; actually, it's worse now.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

People like spending time with one another, sharing their lives and stories, lunch or dinner - social creatures, right? Digital communications effectively eliminate space. Not only in that I can communicate with someone on the other side of the globe more quickly than I can go pick up my cup of coffee waiting in the kitchen, but also the distances that separate subcultures [Thinking subcultures as more akin to ethnicities, or at least tending toward the formation of an ethnicity] are gone.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Maybe more than that, by eliminating space, digital society has displaced the physical threat that comes against ostentatious displays of "the other" [or the unknown], so things aren't kept cool by the PHYSICALITY of the situation, but can simmer and boil and catch light at the burner. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The voyeurism collapses the distance between (sub)cultures and unlike in tv and the movies there is no well-defined directing moral-aesthetic arc. The "battle" may be in the minds of the separated billions, but it plays on in the figureheads of political life that can gather enough resources of sorts to start pushing people around. And;

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A cost of all that universe of discourse that spans the globe with seemingly no-home, just like capital, is it all sits in data warehouses. Under locks and keys controlled by the same sorts of gremlins as those who count people's lives as well as livelihoods as collateral damage. Now, however, it's possible to gobble up all that data, throw it through an AI / LLM system, and come out with a facsimile of YOU (and your friends, etc.). 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

All the information that has been given to the tech barons will be used to create digital twins of everyone on earth that can be used to simulate whatever scenarios the obviously deranged elite can come up with to test their hypotheses as to what will give them more power. Even if it's only by selling you some worthless crap.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

How close will these doppelgängers converge upon the flesh-and-blood counterparts? Well, that might depend partly on how much of the "content" that goes into people's minds is filtered through big tech and presented via screens. One tech company is known to be purchasing untold numbers of physical books to digitize them and feed into their AI training. What do they do with the books afterwards? Destroy them. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Can you think of a better way to enslave the mind of man than by absorbing all the knowledge of the past into an infinitely malleable and corruptible system and to eliminate all the records which cannot with such flippancy be falsified?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

“The crisis consists precisely in the fact that the old is dying and the new cannot be born; in this interregnum, a great variety of morbid symptoms appear”

 

 

 

- Antonio Gramsci, Prison Notebooks

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 .. shades ( .. thus named to commemorate his superpower; you see, many years ago, he came to realize that if he just sat with his negative emotional states, sadness, anger, fear etc, well, away they'd fade, like so many shades .. ) reflected on a certain quote by Gramsci which a seemingly increasing number of commentators these daze use to refer to our con temporary malaise ..







 

 

 

 

 

.. the sense remains that, as the West in its hegemonic incarnation recedes, we remain as yet in an in-between phase(s), where the greatest danger lies in mistakes & missteps that in hindsight will lead to regret ..





 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

.. we can see this even within the very walls of the hegemon formerly known as empire, with a revanchist neo-con federacy inherently incapable of con structing anything; nay, indeed, it on the con trary defines itself by its sheer capability to destroy as such  .. 



 



 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 .. surely this is the epitome of a misstep in the wrong direction, not to mention a glaring anachronism (.. & what even is a monster, other than just that ..?), if only because even an accelerationist authoritarianism has limits to its velocity, & moreover must yet con tend with the socioeconomic counterpart of momentum ..

 

.. without getting lost in details & particulars, & as per GWF Hegel's dialectical theory of history, it's inevitable, indeed certain, that there will be a movement in the (equal &) opposite direction; the only open questions being what specific form it will take & the extent of its efficacy ..
 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 
.. taking a broader & simultaneously a more particular point of view, the challenge will henceforth be to move beyond such morbid phenomena without oneself becoming affected, infected with what Gilles Deleuze and Félix Guattari, writing in Anti-Oedipus and A Thousand Plateaus refer to as microfascisms, defined as the "desire for fascistic repression and control" that exists within individuals and everyday social life .. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"One who fights with monsters should see to it that they themselves do not become a monster. And if you gaze into the abyss, the abyss also gazes into you"

 

- FW Nietzsche, Beyond Good and Evil

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 .. if you don't value your time, don't be surprised if u find others failing to value it .. it's important to real eyes that time is by far one's most valuable resource, & even the most cynical will grant that time is money .. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

.. if nothing else, one might well use their time to learn everything there is to know, within their own limits .. better yet, they might accumulate experience, especially of the profound & subtle limits of reality, which might then enable them to put all this knowledge in con text .. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

  

 

 

 

 

 

.. Working in this Way, & if & when they're sufficiently prepared, anyone might attain to the gnosis ..

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 .. use failure as fuel for success ..

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

.. either way you've got to smile, & sincerely .. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

.. otherwise you've @LLready lost the game ..

crowdsourced truth (or, polyamory in the marketplace)

.. the craftsperson, the artist, doesn't take the easy way ..

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

.. in fact, on the con trary, 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

they often intentionally take the hard way ..

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

".. & what, exactly, did u think a ritual is; some mumbo jumbo ..? .. it's doing stuff with meaning; feeling .. & nothing else .."

 

- shades
 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

  .. dedicated to Legba & Hermes; patrons of the con artist ..

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 .. shades ( .. thus named because he knew that there were shades of truth in a lie, & vice versa actually, tho lies & truth should not be con fused ..) liked to say ( .. if I might add, in his typically grandiloquent yet simultaneously sardonic way .. ), 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

" .. & as I grew into initiation con sciousness, I came to realize that it's a con fidence trick all the way down, but it was also a con @LL the Way up .. "

 

  

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

.. everything in life is a gamble; that's what a decision is .. you're betting that one course of action is better than another .. & based on that experience, if you're lucky, you'll get the chance to bet again ..

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

.. there's a con nection here to quantum physics .. where reality is con ceived as a con stellation, a veritable pleroma of possibilities, which con geals, solidifies, 'collapses' into con crete trajectories based on nothing more than our decisions ..

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

.. free will is seen as sacred in many of the oldest traditions, & still today is held in high esteem .. through our actions & choices, we're doing nothing less than creating our very world .. but surely we must reaLLies, cuz it's clear as they, that there are other worlds out there ..

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 .. & could it be that we've been looking for parallel universes in the wrong place, when they've been literally staring us in the face ..? .. aren't we each other's parallel universes, but for the gods' grace ..?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 .. seen in this Way, the world is a multiverse of crowd-sourced truth, where the "facts" may, nay do, vary, tho this is not at all to say that they hold equal sway .. there's a difference between democracy & determining what a fact is democratically ..

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 .. decisions are made democratically by a collective because they affect everyone more or less "equally", but some may have more knowledge, experience, or even intuitive insight about an event & its outcome .. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

.. prediction markets at first give the appearance of being as useful a technique of divination as any .. unfortunately they're open to misuse by bad actors who have some inside knowledge which they might leverage to, as it were, pull a con .. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

.. not to mention their addictive appeal to those who are hooked on the rush, the release, & even the heartbreak of gambling as such .. if they aren't regulated strictly, which surely they should be, they should at least be approached with due caution .. for many have suffered so few can benefit from these ..

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Life's a gamble, so some say - and why not then put a little money on the table and see where the chips land, you just might have your lucky day. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Unlike Maduro, but who's counting, and that's only one guy anyways. What kind of score is ONE? That's not many points or dollars - maybe I should have wagered more, but I don't have those kinds of inside connections.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The insiders know what is going to happen before it happens. For them it is not gambling, it is straight up just right taking money from the rubes who ended up on the other side of the bet. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

If someone has the ability to cause a particular turn of events, and can bet on the outcome, well that's a sure fire ticket to hitting the jackpot. Over, and over, and over again. The dealer has stacked the deck - this time seemingly with jokers.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

So the world becomes ever yet closer to a demented, horrifying theme park filled with all kinds of games. The ticketing system is in place, all you have to do is go out, start playing some of those games, and collect the local currency tickets. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Don't worry if the prize counter attendant is out-to-lunch, you can use those anywhere. Maybe you'd like to try your luck in a prediction market / free-for-all betting arena?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Who wants us to end up in a place where everything is commoditized and financialized? Where everything has a price tag, all you need is the right decimals in your accounts. How can you trust the people keeping the books anyway, and what if those books burn? 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Given the current trajectory of the world, of the machine, there's not a way to not blame, first: the elder generations, and two: the people controlling so much money, they take a bit off the top don't-ya-know, they can consider giving a single individual a trillion dollar pay package. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

That's the equivalent, if I used the calculator right, of paying almost 12 million people the median salary in the USA for a year. That technically, in a theoretical sense, could command the lives of 12 million souls in their employment for one year - all to one man's vision of the future. That's 1/30th the value of all economic activity in the USA. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Does that make sense? I would hope not, but that's what we've got. Like I said, the deck seems to be stacked with jokers.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Meanwhile, the public seems to be being led into considering that life is but a joke. A throw of the dice, a turn of the cards. What else could it be if people are placing bets on disasters and then hoping they occur? Might be worth betting on global warming though, just sayin'

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 .. many have gone to great lengths seeking the opportunity to be warriors of renown .. in con trast, we're relatively fortunate; our very existence in these "interesting times" is just such an opportunity .. if we can make the most of it ..

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

.. one must respect mastery in order to be worthy of it ..

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

.. or so I've found ..

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

.. for why else would one tirelessly seek it out .. 

 

 

 

 

 

techn(e)ofeudalism / nought so high (& my tea)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

.. success is ruthless .. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

.. like a hunter it lurks, waiting ..

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

.. anyone could fall into its trip ..

 

 

 

  

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

.. if they're up for it ..  

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"As things stand today, capitalist civilization cannot continue; we must either move forward into socialism or fall back into barbarism"

 

 

- Karl Kautsky, writing in 1892  

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Repeat, Repeat, Ripeat, Ribeat, Ribbit, Ribbit ...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Is time a river? Or, maybe it's a swamp. Everyone gets stuck in the mud and when they get out, they can't help but return for another round, another turn of the wheel.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Objects, in a sense, repeat in space. In space: they just seem to sit there and not go anywhere, taking Earth as center. Uninterrupted there is no perceptible change, the changes are slow, sometimes on geological timescales, compared on the other hand to where we have life and the moving substances of which life is composed, such as the elements of waters and airs and, more differently, fire.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

When the mountains and plains change their faces and forms, it is through the ravages of the movements that preceded and are the backdrop to life. The blowing sea gales tearing up the shores and seaside cliffs and torrential downpours, the rivers slowly eating through rock, or a glacier cracking mountain's stones. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Things that here on Earth move according to the movements of the celestial bodies, the earth's rotation and obliquity, revolving around the sun as the seasons turn as days and night continually churn into one another. A pulsing signal of energy in time that seems to light the worlds on fire and as well opens man's senses up to the limitless expanse in which we find ourselves.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Objects that just sit there, from the point of view of our Earth Center, are passive and are things of touch and weight, of pushing and pulling (through a push_). 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The more lively things of a human ken move without a visible cause o<|-f-|>or their movements, which seem to be eternal cycles, fluxes of which cycles have become separated off in self contained systems of helical movements, the light of consciousness spreading forward into time in many forms and ways of knowing in the mirror of self and other. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The living bodies are dead dregs of matter, lifted up and spun out like a whirlwind or clay on a wheel, the whirling ball of mud that is this Mother Earth.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

This lifting goes contrary to the pull back toward the earth's center, flung out so to speak. And suspended from gossamer light-like threads like infinitely intricately detailed marionettes. The pull of space, the great beyond: the Heavens. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

We each and all walking that balancing act, without thought for millions of years, and that is only now being matched in mechanized simulacra. However, a life in health feels weightless. The creature experiencing biological existence in health does not notice the weight it carries contrary to the grave.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Ribbit, the eternal return : back to acting like an amphibian - to start over and probably make the exact same mistakes again. I assume you are not dead yet: you can change whatever you have left of your life. 

 

 

 

 

  

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

  

 

"what I call technofeudalism: a new economic order in which platforms behave like lords owning the fiefs that have replaced markets"

- Yanis Varoufakis

 

 

 

.. shades ( .. thus named because he preferred to be indistinguishable ( .. & thus invisible .. ) when out amongst the multitude ( .. but also, ironically, because he found everything funny .. ) .. ) mused regarding the world he found himself in, thusly: 

.. how did we find ourselves here, in a place with more pyramids than Egypt, except the bricks are people, & the height from the base is the axis of relative agency; dare I say even freedom itself ..? .. & is enshittification inevitable, after all, like gravity ..?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

.. surely the Way out of this mess is through, but is it through legislation & logistics ..? .. at least in part, it must be .. but that structure in turn is doomed to result in its own challenges, in the absence of a wide-ranging & far-reaching movement of esoteric (re)awakening .. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

.. according to some traditions, the very gods envy us for our freedom & creativity .. & those at the top of these aforementioned pyramids are still bound to the very structures they've made .. they owe their success to those on the supposedly "lower" levels .. indeed, they'd be now( )here without them ..

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

.. in a sense, we should pity them; even make it impossible for anyone to accumulate as much, relative to the average, as they have .. for their own benefit, you understand .. extreme wealth concentration is dangerous .. for everyone involved ..

.. but laws don't prevent people from treating others like objects to be categorized & thus judged, & restructuring the very means of production can't stop someone from pulling one over on someone else .. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

.. only people could do that .. specifically, those who have undertaken esoteric research to discover for themselves the inner truths of existence as they arise from their own experience .. 

.. & is it so foolish to hope that, in this darkest hour of night, the sun will begin to rise ..? .. many traditions celebrate the winter solstice with just such an aim in mind, & everything that exists has had to begin sometime ..

.. until then, the fact remains .. only a magician can survive in the world today .. & only a master could thrive, & win this game .. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 .. this is, after @LL, what we've maintained throughout our Work, & frAum the beginning .. 

 

 

 

 

 

"Hope is a good thing .. maybe the best of things .. and no good thing ever dies"

 

 

- from The Shawshank Redemption 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 .. don't be of the listless, the rudderless; the aimless .. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

.. find what's true for you & pursue it .. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

.. undaunted; relentless .. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

vibe coding reaL(L)ity? nay, I psychosis

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 .. if you help everybody, you help nobody ..

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

.. but don't bother trying, cuz that's impossible ..

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

.. or is it ..

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"You know what's so elegant about this little game, Jake? Nobody knows where the enemy is. They don't even know he exists. He's in every one of their heads .. and they trust him, because they think they are him. If you try to destroy him to save them, they'll destroy you to save him. It's beautiful, man .. you have to admire the opponent's elegance"

- from Revolver

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

“Your body doesnt need much to keep going; it’s your brain that you have to take care of. If you can make your brain imagine a better place, it can get you through anything” 



- from Roofman

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Energy, Aenergy, an urge, eh?

 

 

(AKA whatever happened to Uri Geller?)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

And, where does it go, your energetic jujitsu? Out your mouth, in your mouth, out through your fists or lean in with a kiss. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

We can't help escape the grand something - even when we die there is no way for the existence of our actions to be obliterated, we live on, and [to my knowledge] everyone here has yet to be able to make a determination on whether room for action continues to exist in some personal sense after passing on to the other side. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

There'll at least be little simulations of you, your personality, likes and habits, spinning around in the heads of everyone you leave behind. Think, what would [insert selected person] do? 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

You can almost hear them talking to you, maybe sometimes screaming or cursing from out the depth of the dark dead past. We should all probably try to ignore those ones, but with more forceful memories, it may not be as easy to forget as a calm, quiet "nice work".

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Just like everyone ends up listening to the loudest people in the crowd, those most able to flick the emotional pinwheels, the living memory of bygone demagogues, authoritarians, and all around general assholes tend to stick around in the mind. At least hopefully only there in the mind and not in the room next door.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The amount of energy bottled up in people is an unfathomably deep seething abyss. We have and continue to be drastically transforming the surface, and depths, of the Earth - even the space outside the gravity well isn't safe: we are polluting outer space [and Mars, and the Moon] etc. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

There had been untold numbers of human bodies toiling away to build the great pyramids and the great wall of China, but that is only a small slice of the picture, since the motive power here, the source impulse, was to be found in the mind of the emperor or sacerdotal priests or whoever.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The fountain of power lies within the human mind. The terrible force of hydrogen bombs riding along on intercontinental ballistic missiles took its baby steps right out of someone's noggin. Now, you might say, that the energy that can be released from nuclear energy is wholly unrelated to its genesis in the human mind, but how can that be? 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

How can anything be separated from its beginning without obscuring the essential nature of that being? The consequential train of effects can never be considered apart from the [first] cause without doing irreparable harm to understanding.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The early (?) WWII era scientists had an idea and that idea, that supposedly small constellation of fluxing neurons and fleeting words in air, writ down on page, guiding the hand of human technicians, was the seed of the destruction of Hiroshima and Nagasaki. The ball started rolling and then... it blew up.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The point is the smallest things, subtle things, can have untold power of effect. The kaleidoscopic forms that flit behind our eyes are really the most powerful things that exist on this planet. If there is such potency locked up "in" there, when directed to physical operations in the external world, then perhaps the mind is something more than the supposed mass of grey matter. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The force of the world's technological achievements seems to suggest, to me at least, that the mind and its contents contain a reservoir of power and potency far beyond the mechanical equivalent of work of a (single) human body.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

And, if the energy of an atomic weapon lay hid inside someone's cranium, all wrapped up and waiting to be unboxed, then maybe the role of the mind, as pronounced in some traditions, in the creation of the world has something of an energetic basis to lay its foundation upon. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

We can reach outside the limits of the repetitions of the past and pull back new forms from the realms of potentiality. How could a mere lump of jelly, a sack of flesh and blood and bone, do so much if it is not even firmly tethered to the real?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"If you don't go to jail, you're doing it wrong, okay?"

 

- from The Lowdown 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 .. the problem with a con cept like 'ethical investing' is that it's superficial .. which isn't to say that unethical investing is better; not at all .. but if we aren't con stantly improving, we're standing still, & how is that progressive ..?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

.. & it is in that spirit that we might seek to release the term "investing" from merely material matters .. to invest effectively & con structively, one should surely live that Way, carrying that posture into everything else they do too ..

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

.. such a change of perspective necessitates a new term to talk about it, so let's use "energetic investing" .. & where there's energetic investing, there must surely also be energetic accounting .. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

.. so, where does your energy go, what do you put (of) yourself into ..? .. our energy goes to such tedious & pointless things sometimes, but ultimately we have to sign off, as it were; or do we ..?  

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

.. surely the ethical thing to do is to avoid such pointless waste; at least as much as it's reasonably possible to .. but then again, sometimes that just isn't an option ..

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

.. the trickster hypothesis, in a sort of John Keel, Jacques Vallée, CG Jung trajectory, is broadly that there is an agent that at least appears to enjoy foiling our very best laid plans .. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

.. from an animistic perspective, what we know is, in the end, a small part of what's out there, & it's almost naive to assume there aren't other levels of intelligence ..



 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

.. needless to say, such a trickster intelligence can, & does pose a challenge to making con sidered choices; to investing our energy response ably .. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

.. but we shouldn't be too hard on the trickster; sometimes, the most effective way to see a flaw in our reasoning is to see it play out in 'real life', thereby gaining a wider, more thorough perspective .. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

.. nor is this trickster the only difficulty we might encounter in making good choices & soundly investing our energy .. there is also what Slovenian philosopher Slavoj Žižek frequently refers to as 'ideology' .. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

.. for Žižek, ideology is not simply an illusion which hides reality from us, but rather the 'illusion' which structures reality itself .. such a theoretical position con veys an essential point, namely that reality is not a spectator sport ..

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

.. in fact, it's hard to stress this point enough, though Žižek has certainly tried .. we're always already participating in shaping reality, even simply by perceiving it, & therefore can't help but share response ability for it .. especially if we want to invest (our energy) well ..

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

.. we can @LL(Ways) do better ..

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

.. the trick is to do as well as you can, 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

& to keep at it, & stick with it .. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

“When the people shall have nothing more to eat, they will eat the rich”

 

- Jean-Jacques Rousseau 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

.. @LL that, & a pox(? .. yay, a pox) on the so-called Epstein class ..! 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

.. a person can't live without society .. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

..  but we can choose how to engage with it ..

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

..  the Master invests sagely ..