the Freezine of Fantasy & Science Fiction: FREEZINE SEEKS STORIES!

the Freezine of Fantasy & Science Fiction: FREEZINE SEEKS STORIES!
: "Head's up, wayward cybertravellers and lost virtual souls of the Interweb. The nanoswarm editors have initiated a request that genre writers should take note of"

swarmalescense

"Only the position or momentum of a particle, but not both, can be known with certainty."
— common knowledge in the quantum realm

The view—that there exists no objective physical reality other than that which is revealed through measurement interpreted in terms of quantum mechanical formalism—remains strangely unassailable to this day.

Causality (the relationship between cause and effect) operates throughout all orders of experience, including both the quantum and macro/micronic levels.

Despite humans having had a sincere interest in their surroundings ever since first being released unto them, they remain at large and unable to process the entirety of the big picture (that they have necessarily been parts of) since their inception into it.

The controlling factors which account for humanity's presence are not limitless, yet to summarize their entire scope seems impossible in human terms. One of the main reasons for this, is that there is usually more than one possible option by which any effect may be caused.

One of humanity's most intriguing aspects has been the fixation on limiting the menu of options that explain their existence through the narrow window of their own worldview. On an individual scale, this is problematic at best towards establishing self-awareness; on a group level—for such enlightenment—it is fatal at least. It is often joked about, concerning homo sapiens sapiens, that humans are the singular creatures in all of known existence who wear shoes.

Despite many advances in both their external sciences and their development of internal cognizance, humans have yet to fully come around to a more refined perception of causation. Despite having been perpetually clued-in throughout history that the list of factors constituting the finer gradation of causative variables in the universe may be infinite at most or endlessly cyclic at least, humanity has yet to surrender completely to the idea that it is but an infinitesimal fraction of the whole organism currently in operation.

While all sapient hominids in the universe define themselves as not only having been introduced to creation separately, furthermore, they cannot function properly without an oblique separation from the growing self-awareness to the contrary that their engineered micro-circuitry engenders over time. That is to say, the ultimate role or function of the paradoxically "self aware" sapient species throughout the universe seems to remain just that: a paradox not merely in the perceptive sense of being limited to gleaning just the surfaces of the reality it is immersed in, but furthermore, a living, existing paradox in defiance of possibility itself.

There exists a key in the comprehension of this dynamic. That key is Paradox itself, which by definition cannot fully be understood (otherwise it would not be paradoxical). In lieu of an enlightened understanding of such oxymoronic truth, the suggestion remains that to accept contradictory information, one must perforce coat that bitter pill 'with a thin layer of faith'—or, at the very least—a workable suspension of disbelief.

Existence itself—being entirely a relative matter—begins to make sense when compared against its alternative, non-existence. Another way of stating this same exact thing is to admit that non-existence makes no sense. Conversely, sense makes existence.

This is how the perceived is revealed to be identical to the one perceiving. This is also how identity itself is revealed to be the perception of existence. Without this dynamic—there can be no existence.

The conclusion this evidence points to is a simple one from the larger perspective of reality, yet from the narrowed perspective of humanity, it remains a largely unprocessed, and therefore staggering conclusion indeed:

There can only be a single real identity in all of creation.

Despite being expressed through a myriad manifestations, the key towards unlocking the gates of comprehension remains the same shape as ever:

It is the very shape of paradox itself.

humanexorcism

A Study In Irony As Prison Bars
Keeping Us From Being Free

When we demonize our subjects, we rob them of the very humanity that made them so monstrous in the first place.

When we take care to humanize them, we begin the painstaking process of isolating, and therefore possibly removing, that which has the potential to become demonic in us.

By refusing to humanize murderers, tyrants, and despots—we set up the circumstances by which their histories become repeated.

This refusal to face and accept humanity's dark side is what I consider to be the apotheosis of the "demonic" itself, for it is the very foundation which allows the demonic in us to grow.

It is the very force which allows the cycle to repeat itself, unhindered.

The day we humanize our most notorious evildoers is the very day we put our demons on trial. So long as they remain demonized—they are free to cycle through us eternally.

Those demons would vanish into thin air if we owned up to our humanity, making the need to punish or imprison them an entirely moot point.

Instead, they need to be banished—as any proper demon deserves.

But in order to do that, it would be necessary to do away with our superstition.

\M/AGNEt

Dear Number

Think of the Internet
as a gigantic, all-encompassing
\m/AGNE⊥

that may have been
designed for one purpose
yet certainly was implemented
for another

the mandated decree
that its sociomagnetism
be carefully directed
towards an all-too compliant
citizenship

to keep us
permanently
entrapped in
this prison
of disinformation

Make no mistake about it
There's no room for conspiracy, here

This all developed naturally
at an organic pace
fed by our own
psychological
demons

We created the Internet
to trap ourselves

The manifestation
of our psychowar
appears all too real

Just take a look around


Those micro-devices
everyone's fingertapping into
Magnetic plumb bobs
chrome lures
Shiny
barbless

This line and tackle bait
fully swallowed
keeps its users
hooked after
being digested

You better believe we eat it right up

So this \m/AGNE⊥
people call it a prison
under construction

I think of it as a Church
obviously, there's no difference

We're trying to build a prison
(there is no They)
and we're succeeding

Because this is the real Church
The Thing that holds us in thrall
while we practice our ablutions
from the point of view
of a first person shooter

Because we are all information addicts
These words can not be read by anyone else
nor could they be penned by anyone else

The act of writing itself
is the very definition
of this imprisonment

We are all addicts and prisoners, here
While this is literally, in fact, the case
very few manage to escape this place

Of the few that do
nothing can really be said


This is not about them
It is about some folk
responsible for maintaining
the continued construction
of the information prisoncell
equivalent of an underground
railway out of here

One of the keys toward escaping
the prison is first becoming
a functional part of it

This key we all start out with
it's a given we've been imprisoned
all our lives

It's another thing altogether
having to admit it, however
That's why an overwhelming
majority of the populace
will never get to use it

The first key will usually rust
in a pocket

Good thing there's more keys
They're just harder to find

Life is like any prison environment
Factions, cliques, and gangs
become unavoidable

a perfect example of how mentality
can be more inescapable
than mere prison walls

To attempt to break out of the Church
is an attempt to break out of a mentality

To accomplish this, one must normally
acknowledge that thinking itself
stands in the way of revelation

That is why this is not a thought

It's a gesture

A file of letters

Handle with care

It cuts both ways

A track with rails

A car with handles

A letter of files

I saw a way out

You can too

Promise one thing

Try not to misunderstand me

and I'll see you out there

Outside these prison walls

status update

(wants to know knows to want)
You wanna know about the font
of dumb wiz, consider this.
They got news for you too, sis.
But they leave something out
of their reports, the earth
under our feet, obsolete
because they don't see it
in this nation, balanced out
of the equation, throwing theories
every which way, "CCD Investigation",
give me a break; so the worker bees
underwent a revolution, made an over
ground train-line through the very air
leaving us dumbfounded and fully
surrounded, lost within our border,
standing for Cash Collapse
Disorder prevention.

How's this for an invention.
Keep your colonies one at a time
in local area network designations
prevent the strains of a monopolized
wider distribution, and just maybe,
your deadstock will "return
from their mass grave".

If you can't see there's no prepared
solution even necessary, perhaps denial
prevents Corporate Collapse Disorderlies
from getting a glimpse of the cool breeze
flowing in between the trees that grow
right outside and past their window,
don't you know (and don't you dare
believe the media's lies - the only news
on earth is right before your eyes).

Here's some free advice.
Rejoice over their colony collap$e
di$order because their World is going
down and their $laves have flown the coop.

Now get up on your knees and scoop out
that compost honey, we're going to need
you in our garden to help brew
our mead without money.

Infinity Defined

Infinity is like a deposit into the future
which, in removing the deficit that mortality
would otherwise cut existence short with,
allows the sustained note of a virtuoso
to be played out, instead;

infinity is all in your head,
I never did believe in infinity,
it's too real, I'd rather it believe in me,

endlessness, eternity, the infinite,
these mere words all reference
the same thing, of course,
they refer to us, naturally,
I mean to say, the whole shebang,
with its glinting, hammered-off scales winking
amidst the overwhelming darkness
of a million dimming suns,
everyone of us on the run, begun as a fool,
stepping off a cliff, with our eyes set through
becoming a page in the book of life,
dreaming we're knights when we haven't even
turned a leaf in our story, seldom daring to imagine
the consequences of our becoming grounded
and steady as a rock, rooted to our realities
that grew around us because they couldn't be refuted,
it's fine if you want to play that way
but it's not a game for which I'm suited,

read in between the labels of the parts,
there's only one word, one thing, oneness;
eternity is only meaningful in a singular context,
and its definition is a sustainable symbiotic harmonic
achieved through a measure of sacrifice,
it's a leap of faith, into the arms of the wind,
the confidence and trust of a commercial airline pilot,
and if you imagine these things aren't the same,
I ask you please to think about it again,

and try to deny that eternity isn't held
in the blink of an eye, or in the breath of a lung,
and that paradox isn't truth in disguise,
I only ask to try to help and see through all these lies,
real lies that prevent us from realizing
our real eyes, The Wind told me this
in two-thousand-six, and I'm passing it on to you,
the eternal mystery becomes all that is true,

so don't even pretend that it's not the end,
because everyone knows it is,
the end of a cycle my friend,
the typical miracle of our existence,
there is no resistance, either way,
much less necessary, so let go,
become fleeting, get to know the wind,
it's only a matter of time
before eternity becomes
your friend.

- dedicated to my friends, the wind
shaun lawton 6/17/10

dilation

The written word, all art, is dilation.
The dilation of perspective from one man.
This monocle is held up by others to clarify
or obscure certain facts (those reputed by the art
to exist).  The truth is represented by such an enormity
of various and independent viewpoints integral to one
another that it takes a rare individual indeed to
translate that into terms his compatriot may comprehend.
Or to put it more simply it offers a delicious pantheon
of opportunities to the amoral monster who would use
its malleability to cover his tracks
all in the name of "truth"...you see,
its so much easier to reach out and paint
with its diverse technicolor hues a scenario
directly related to you, i.e, covering your
tracks which after all are somewhat limited in
their complexity. How much harder it is
to have to attempt the reproduction of what
is actually happening, utilizing that same
myriad language. Get my drift?
I'd go so far as to say that by today's date--
January of 1998--the 'species' of such a man
has become extinct.
But not the force.

sl

A Layman's Argument For Numerical Context

1/1=1
1/2=.5
1/3=.333333
1/4=.25
1/5=.2
1/6=.166667
1/7=.142857
1/8=.125
1/9=.111111
1/10=.1


Above you see ten examples of dividing one.

(For the purpose of consistency,
repeating decimals have been
shortened to six places.)

Let us examine this information as thoroughly as we can,
from as many angles as we can think of.

90% of the examples feature a decimal point to the left;
only 1 example (10%) has the decimal point to the right.

30% of the examples (2, 5, 10) feature only one number to the right of the decimal.

10% (1) features zero numbers to the right of the decimal.
10% (4) features two numbers to the right of the decimal.
10% (8) features three numbers to the right of the decimal.

40%(3,6,7,9) feature five numbers (repeating) to the right of the decimal.

Zero, one, two, three, and five are the identifying numbers in this examination.
As we cross out all our zeroes, this leaves 1,2,3, and 5 as the significators.

(Technically, the 5 represents endlessly repeating numbers, or an "infinite series". This crucial distinction may make all the difference to our experiment--On the one hand, we can isolate the number 5 and hope to find significanse in it, while on the other hand, the significanse may be the relation between 1,2,3 and infinity.

If 'trinity' rhymes with 'infinity', is this coincidence or synchronicity--or both?)

The numbers 1, 2, 3, 5, 9, and 10 are the only ones that retain exclusivity in being depicted to the right of the decimal for all ten examples.
(1,5,3,2,1 respectively)

This 1-5-3-2-1 sequence may become significant, later in our calculations.

(I see it as a sort of hyper-compressed value of ten reduced by half, wherein the sequence jumps from the start (1) to the end (5), and works its way backwards (3,2,1) to begin the cycle anew.)

Notice the value for 1 is twice as much as 2, 2 is twice as much as 4, 3 is twice as much as 6, 4 is twice as much as 8, and 5 is twice as much as 10.

(There is an "Inversion Principle" clearly going on here.)

If mathematics is a tool comparable with a measuring tape, then allow me to suggest that the concept of infinity is nothing more than the 'potential amount of measuring tape spooled up for the purpose of additional measurement should it be required', and not, by any stretch, an actual concept outside of our imagination. If we are able to pinpoint with accuracy this understanding of the infinite--as nothing more than "a potential measuring tool greater than the object being measured", we might gain much-needed focus on the finite and its self-replicating, repeating nature.

Finity is alive and breathing. The infinite is 'dead'.

The above reflections are an indication that the number with the highest possible value is not a googolplex, or any increasing variant thereof, but rather:

the number with the greatest possible value must be 1.

This helps to isolate and identify the real significanse of numbers, to me.

The question as to whether there are nine (1-9), ten (1-10), or even eleven (0-10) numbers becomes moot when one considers that, after all is taken into account and observed in its proper context, there is only one number: the number 1.

All other numbers are representations of dividing the ONE.

Why is this significant? Because it helps free our minds from the locked-down discipline of being blinded by specialization, or being led astray on a spurious tangent. As we are beginning to understand (that we cannot fully grasp) the quantum principles of the interconnected universe, it becomes evident that the very term 'interconnected universe' is a redundancy. The universe is one. In actuality there may be no seperation of parts. Therefore, it is crucial for us to remember how necessary it becomes to keep in mind the proper context of all this.

Words, like numbers, are merely labels we created to identify these various aspects of creation. The numbers zero through ten can be identified, or defined, as follows:

Zero is a label to represent an "empty set", a "null", a "void", a "lack of value", a "lack of a number", and in this sense, should be objectively identified as necessarily being excluded from the set of numbers.

One is a label to represent a singularity.
(A singularity in the first definition of the term,
"the quality or state of being singular.")

Two is a label of a label (representing two singularities)
Three is a label of a label of a label (representing three singularities).
Four is a label of a label of a label of a label. (etc.)
Five is a label of a label of a label of a label of a label.
Six is a label of a label of a label of a label of a label of a label.
Seven is a label of a label of a label of a label of a label of a label of a label.
Eight is a label of a label of a label of a label of a label of a label of a label of a label.
Nine is a label of a label of a label of a label of a label of a label of a label of a label of a label.

Ten is a label of a SET of labels (the aforementioned labels),

100 is a label of a SET of 10 labels, 1000 is a label of a SET of 100 labels, etc.

In conclusion, a thorough examination of the phenomenon of numbers should reveal that they should most optimally be defined as nothing more than a purified language for the express purpose of measurement.

One is the greatest number because presumably, it identifies the entire universe as we have come to understand it (of which our galaxy and sun and planet and our own selves are all only fractions thereof).


For further elucidation of these concepts, try the following links.

"That which is below is as that which is above,
and that which is above is as that which is below,
to perform the miracles of the one thing."

HOLOGRAPHIC THEORY OF THE UNIVERSE

As Today, So Before


TOE





If you are a mathematician, poet, scientist, or thinker,
please provide insight by commenting below.
Your input is appreciated.
Thank you.

On the Perception of War with the Prokaryotes

There are ten times as many bacterial cells in the human flora
of bacteria as there are human cells in the body.

Think about that. It implies that the entire human being
is but 1/10th of its actual biomass - which is 90% bacteria.

i.e, We are not "ourselves" so much as we are appendages of bacteria.
We are bacteria's arms and legs. We are bacteria's eyes.
We are bacteria's ears, noses, and tongues.
We are bacteria's thumbs.

The arena of planet earth offers many different views from many different perspectives. Yet one perspective - the one further backed away - can better depict the whole in a more proper light. One such perspective is of a war being waged on this planet between the Eukaryotes (ourselves, animals, plants, fungi) and the Prokaryotes (bacteria and archaea -which lack a cell nucleus). Are the Prokaryotes the Ancient Ones? I'd wager it's a matter of some controversy whether they rule this earth by fully manipulating us Eukaryotes through every stage of our evolution - necessarily so, for the Prokaryote's continued survival - perpetually keeping us in check as the slaves to their mastery over us. Or, as common understanding would have it, is it that we Eukaryotes are the proper rulers of this domain, and must perforce control the older order of Prokaryotes in order that we maintain our survival and superiority over the rest of creation? In the interest of avoiding assumptions as well as accepting a "worse case scenario" primarily, I tend to give more credence to the former theory, that not only might we be fully subservient to the needs of the Prokaryotes, but indeed - - that the illusion of our glorified individuality may not merely end with our individual deaths, but rather -- and more to the point -- it may begin with the misperception that "we" are the "protagonists" on this planetary stage. Instead, I find it not unreasonable to assume that the Prokaryotes may be the true protagonists, and furthermore, we human beings may be tantamount to nothing more than their "fingers"; that is, we may merely be complex appendages wholly compliant to the Prokaryote's greater order of design and intention. At least, from where I stand, such humble musings as these, about our potential true role in the overall scheme of things, can do no harm, and furthermore, may in fact benefit us as a race. To take the analogy of a war between the Prokaryotes and the Eukaryotes further - - such ruminations as these might even yield the necessary information by which such a war might be settled diplomatically, and a more balanced symbiosis achieved between the two camps. Such musings may even reveal to us that in fact, no such war is taking place other than through the biased filter of our perceptions; and that we may in fact be nothing more than Prokaryotes further along their pathway of evolution. We must strive to prioritize seperating our false illusions from the real perceptions. Thus far in my own observations, I have concluded, for now, that among the most threatening of false illusions, is our misperception that we as a species could possibly be "seperate" from the rest of life. Humanity represents but ten percent of a biomass that is ninety percent bacteria. The most obvious conclusion to come to, is that we as a species are still in our infancy. However, this conclusion may be off base by a significant magnitude: the truth may turn out to be not so much that we yet remain in our infancy, but that indeed, we may still remain at an early stage of our fetal development. Evidence seems to be building by the decade that what we are to become has even yet to be born. If you ask me, here on this planet earth, humanity is still dreaming from the womb.

When Late The Book Reads You

It was when the twi edge started talking back that I began to first suspect.
That I was not a mental reject, just crazy. And not the normal crazy we're
all clocking in at. Lord god it's obvious our existence alone is fundament-
ally wack. But when my own knife glints at me from the shadow of the alley
way I'm treading, I need to know is it street or moon lamp light that it's
shedding. Easily I see best by starlight, revealer of the smallest details.
I thought I caught a whispered hush slip from my angled dagger's tip,
as I raced head low and long through the night wind. The haft held firm
in my right hand's grip as twilight across the tilted edge licked and winked.
A missive to stay taut and not dismiss immediateness.
We are at our most focused when someone makes a target of us.
We whose aim is relaxation. How easily I laughed at this, then.
When late the book read me, and not the other way around.
When it was I that the book had found. . .

Apotropaic Intonation

There is nothing corny at all about positive thinking. Its too bad people must figure that out for themselves. I like to think of the Devil as the embodiment of the negative-thinking meme. Call it chaos, reality, evil--whatever. Anyone can sit around providing proof there's no such thing as good or evil until the cows come home, but at the end of the day--someone has to know that evil is alive and well.

Let me put it to you this way. Sometimes things happen between us we'd rather not, such as disputes among family members and loved ones. We can choose to let fate work it out---stay out of it and let the gears of the reeling cosmos execute whatever justice it will. Sometimes I think that must be tempting to a lot of us. It is my belief that if we do that--then any of a billion equally terrifying fates potentially, and quite randomly, await us. I'd rather not place myself on the yawning altar of space as a piece of bait, like that.

Instead, I choose to wield some form of human moral code and interlock my shield with fellow soldiers to direct Hell itself (negative-thinking meme-pool) away from us--to re-direct its course--in another direction. To decant it back into the vacuum it came from. I believe if we do nothing, the dark side of the wild will seize the chance to take root---using our blood for its fertile soil--and our bodies as the clay pots.

And The Meek Shall Inherit The Bees

The over-productivity of the post-Industrial capitalist paradigm is reaching its critical mass breaking point. Feeling stifled under the crushing avalanche of environmental disasters, I begin to get an overall picture of what is going on, here. Take CCD (Colony Collapse Disorder) for example. As the Old Business Paradigm surpasses its breaking point (due to Greedy Principles, short-sightedness, and the prioritization of short-term profiteering over long-term environmental compatibility), their businesses will Collapse: “Wide Scale Distribution Network Collapse Disorder”, I'll call it. As the old businesses scratch their heads in wonderment as to what happened (commercial beekeeping is the perfect example) and file for Chapter 11 one by one, the new paradigm of organic beekeepers (who have reported no loss of bees due to CCD) and local area networks of farmers, etc, will, naturally, step in to take their place. This is literally an example of the meek inheriting the earth. And it’s happening Right Now. I urge all my friends to meditate deeply on this and realize that through the power of positive thinking we can assist and help catapult this new holistic paradigm into supplanting the old Profiteering Business model. Remember: just when things begin to appear at their worst, humanity will be spurred on towards getting it together to work towards our own personal and collective best.

Please realize that negative thinking - (the bees are dying, the oceans are polluted, man’s inhumanity to man seems to be at an all time high, global warming trends are exacerbated by our incessant mass pollution, 3rd World Industrialization contributes more toxicity to the environment, children and women are not only still being sold into slavery - but slavery itself is historically at an all-time high now, the diversity of wild animal populations and habitats being pushed to the brink of extinction and over it, etc) - negative thinking only generates a whirlwind of more negative thinking, and that doesn’t help our situation at all, in fact it undermines the spirit of mankind, which is to bravely strive towards a conscientious and harmonious interdependence with our environment in order to pave the way for future generations to enjoy the opportunity to inherit a kind of heaven on earth. Let us all banish pessimism and hopelessness about these doomsday matters and start working hands-on towards establishing a positive ethic of symbiotic interdependence with each other and this singular planet we all share together. Grow your own garden. Keep bees. Buy or trade for only fresh, natural, locally–grown fruits, vegetables, and foods. If we all do this on an individual level, we will most certainly inherit this earth and be given a clean slate from which to start all over again. This is what is going on right now, so let’s get with the program and someday in the not-so-distant future we might be able to look back on the previous era of excess for exactly what it was: a phase we successfully put behind us once and for all.

American Hierocracy X

Once upon a time the dis-ease of a people
escaped for a spell the rule by the steeple;
but after fools have steeped in rule
for a couple centuries at least, soon enough
they acquire the taste for power of this beast.

It flowers up into their eyes until the day
comes they despise the rank and file below them,
considering themselves to have been lifted
up higher until comes the day they too wake up
afflicted with the disease of the steeple.

And so this serpent eats its tail because order
and chaos must each prevail at the expense of
mankind, ever chasing after as if there's
something to be acquired or to find
other than these diseases. There must be
Something up there this merry-go-round pleases.

Dog-eared Gone It, We Don't Want It

"Printed books will always be greater than their electronic imitators."
Yeah, and boiled roots taste better than deep fried french potaters.
Old hoots will always come easier to aging dogs faced with new tricks.
Moldy roots are out of fashion; that's why today we prefer gel caps.

Rotary dials will deliver us smiles over em crowdedtogether buttons,
landlines should suit us fine, there's no need to carry phones with us.
Answering machines really are keen, we hate to respond on the run--
we prefer getting so many messages, and deleting them one by one.

A written letter by longhand's better, we miss the taste of our stamps.
Not to mention the price: no, it wouldn't be nice if it were revamped
to be done free on the internets electronically. Pencilling our address
in by hand is so much more rewarding--begone foul spirit of technology:

we simply can't afford it. We've chosen exorcism to ward it away,
the recitation of our habits, with habits we shun it completely,
with habits we remain in the nunnery, you know what they say--
old habits die hard, thanks, but we prefer to just play in the yard.

Cut to the chase, its a race between youth and those already ahead.
They've a fresh start, and the best part is, the rest are nearly dead.
One deep breath of a leatherbound book: you having trouble hearing?
What binds us instead of a world-wide-web?
We're almost in the clearing.

book note entry

On about a winter
long hour cut short
During a terminal
afternoon too late
to abort, this momentary
reprieve arrives like
a slap on the stunned
chops of abject reflection.

In the rippled disarray
a forest of shadows beckons.
How does one decide between
fight and flight in a dream?
It depends on what one wants
out of life and remember, reality
is not what it might seem.

passing the lie

God put Adam in his garden.
Adam said he was lonely.
The Lord broke his ribs.
He made a woman out of one,
"There, you have no reason to complain."
Oh but Adam did, because
he was still only talking to himself.
Now both Eve and Adam stared
forlorn toward God.
"And don't eat outta that Tree"
bang went the screen door.
And while Adam tried to "find himself"
in a corner, Eve turned to speak
with the garden snake
who flickered the secret to her
and the next day Eve brought Adam
a pomegranate and urged him
to go ahead and eat it because
the garden snake said it was okay.
They both looked at each other then
and smiling, Adam bit into that fruit.

-the moral of this story is-
(What they didn't tell you in Church
is that now we're even with God)

On words, bricks, prisons, and freedom

on words

A good purpose of
words is to serve
as a solvent which
assists in breaking
down those barriers
which block the truth.

A bad purpose of words
is to serve as the mortar
used in building up, brick
by brick, those very same
structures. Truth itself
is neither good nor bad.
Words only frame the
windows through which
we can tell this.

on bricks

The foundation is
made of half-truths.
Its walls are made
of lies. A glass roof
invites mockery
from the stars.

on prisons

Thus are the houses
we are invited to
dwell in. Too often do we
make them our homes.

on freedom

With honesty as your sword,
let truth be your shield
and in to this brick prison
you will never yield.

untangling the mess

DEFINITIONS OF ISRAEL

1 : jacob
2 : the Jewish people
3 : a people chosen by God


---definition of jacob
---1 : a son of Isaac and Rebekah, the twin brother of Esau, and heir of
---God's promise of blessing to Abraham
---2 : the ancient Hebrew nation

DEFINITION OF HEBREW

1
a: the Semitic language of the ancient Hebrews
b: any of various later forms of this language
2: a member of or descendant from one of a group of northern Semitic peoples including the Israelites

DEFINITION OF SEMITIC

1 : of, relating to, or constituting a subfamily of the Afro-Asiatic language family that includes Hebrew, Aramaic, Arabic, and Amharic
2 : of, relating to, or characteristic of the Semites
3 : jewish

DEFINITION OF SEMITES

1
a: a member of any of a number of peoples of ancient southwestern Asia including the Akkadians, Phoenicians, Hebrews, and Arabs
b: a descendant of these peoples
2: a member of a modern people speaking a Semitic language



*see DEFINITION OF ISRAELITE, below*


DEFINITION OF JEW

1 a: a member of the tribe of Judah; israelite
2: a member of a nation existing in Palestine from the sixth century b.c. to the first century a.d.
3: a person belonging to a continuation through descent or conversion of the ancient Jewish people
4: one whose religion is Judaism

DEFINITION OF ISRAELITE

1. a descendant of the Hebrew patriarch Jacob ; specifically : a native or inhabitant of the ancient northern kingdom of Israel

*see DEFINITION OF ISRAEL, above*

DEFINITION OF JUDAH

1: a son of Jacob and the traditional eponymous ancestor of one of the tribes of Israel
2:kingdom S(?) ancient Palestine * Jerusalem — see israel

DEFINITION OF EPONYMOUS

of, relating to, or being an eponym

DEFINITON OF EPONYM

1 : one for whom or which something is or is believed to be named
2 : a name (as of a drug or a disease) based on or derived from an eponym

DEFINITION OF the TRIBES OF ISRAEL

homo sapiens sapiens(?)

Question:
WHAT PEOPLE ON EARTH
ARE EXCLUDED
FROM BEING
DESCENDANTS
OF THE TRIBES
OF ISRAEL?


Please, let me know.

The empty focus

Why no talk about the empty focus inherent to Kepler's assertion
that planetary motion about the sun is elliptical? It's no secret
the Sun is but one of two focuses inside the ellipse.

If the Sun's mass is responsible for the motion of its
planetary bodies encircling it, then it follows that there must be
an explanation accounting for the empty focus, and whether or not anything is there at all, or perhaps something like dark matter, energy, flow, or possibly a dark sun.

Four theories jump immediately to mind.

1. Perhaps the two focuses inside an ellipse are not in actuality
restricted to being mere "points", but rather, perhaps those two points are but static instances along an additional ellipse (or circle) which describes the Sun's own path. (Just the next logical step in the progression of the next dimensional order of complexity.)

2. Perhaps the empty focus is the point where a dark sun occupies.

3. Perhaps the empty focus is the ideal spot to place a hidden camera. [Such a monitoring device may have been hidden here by this system's Creator(s), to keep tabs on us, for example.]

4. The most intriguing theory to me, and seemingly less paranoid (yet also more improbable), is this. What if the empty focus were the actual location of a holographic projector device which is responsible for creating the illusion of what we perceive to be our solar system, universe, or even reality? Bear with me while I make the necessary points for these postulations to be considered as being within the realm of possibility.

If you were to fashion an elliptical pool table (for instance) and then identified the two focus points, first placing a pocket (for the pool balls to drop into) at one of the focuses, and then putting a marker (for a pool ball to be placed on) at the other focus, something quite interesting is set up to occur. Place a pool ball on the marked focus point and then shoot it in any direction whatsoever, and it will always bounce off the inner wall of the ellipse and travel directly into the pocket where the other focus lies.

The implications for how this might affect our understanding of our solar system are intriguing to me. Since our Sun is at one of the focuses, that means that all the light which emanates from the Sun, were it to "bounce off the inner walls" of earth's elliptical trajectory, would then be reflected directly into the empty focus (which counterbalances the Sun's position). This observation of course can work both ways (hence my theory of a possible holographic projector at the empty focus instead).

Two things immediately come to mind. The first is that the empty focus might be a perfect place where a cosmic Designer might place a hidden camera. I haven't figured out the mathematics but its possible this spot might remain well hidden from the prying eyes of astronomers, I don't know. The second thing is that the empty focus could be the position of a holographic projector which is responsible for projecting the image of our universe (or solar system) to us. i.e, a sort of artificial machine which projects "the matrix", to coin a contemporary popular term.

These amusing speculations aside, the real concern which first must strike the conspicuous observer, is that arc which describes the progress of history's astronomers' initial observations. It has been said that one may begin drawing a circle at any point, so I will begin with Galileo having theorized about the possible heliocentric nature of our planetary orbits, then move on to Kepler's slight correction of these pathways into an ellipse (by necessity including now two focuses rather than the original single focus of the Sun resting in the direct center of a circle). Hence the most obvious and first order of speculation must be the admission of a (most likely high) probability that Kepler, too, may have been mistaken (albeit further along the path towards the truth). Herein is where we must consider the possibility that both Galileo's (circle) theory and Kepler's (ellipse) theory are but the first two relatively crude steps towards our having discovered the true(r) nature of these planetary motions.

The most likely explanation for the empty focus point in our own solar system, in my opinion, is the first of the four theories described above. The theory which states the empty focus is nothing but a static point along the path of our Sun's own trajectory.

Which brings me to the consideration of a thesis. The objective of the thesis would be to distinguish whether Kepler's ellipse theory is actually correct or if, indeed, he merely succeeded in shading one more dimension of the model which will eventually be completed by a current or future astronomer. Upon considering the possibilities myself, I tend to think there is still much to work out about this model of the motions of our universe's celestial bodies.

To bring this matter into proper perspective, allow me to chart our progress of these models for celestial movement via dimensional analogy. I will ascribe the "1st dimensional step" towards solving this puzzle to Galileo (a point = heliocentric), and the "2nd dimensional step" to Kepler (the two focus points make a line = elliptical); therefore, its a relatively simple matter to plug in the "3rd dimensional step" to whomever is credited with having made the discovery (a 3rd focus whose inclusion would better describe cubic space = the next theory, i.e, holographic).

File Under Dodo

You know what items I think are highest on the "soon to become a thing of the past" list ?

~Balls. We who enjoy a fine set of these things (guys-?) should really marvel over the fact that, well that we got 'em. Because balls are going out of style, and in my estimation, right out of the evolutionary order of things. Honestly its quite evident to me that anyone with a set of these outdated items should simply enjoy them while they can. Because not only are they going out of style, I'm beginning to suspect humanity is reaching that stage when parthenogenesis will supplant the old paradigm of sexual reproduction. Not only are balls going the way of the Dodo, but I'm afraid the "stems" to which they're attached (formerly known as the "male" of our species) may soon be relegated to Neanderthal status; that is, strictly a throwback to human evolution. I imagine a near future time when either most males will be neutered at birth until such time comes that we are born asexual, ultimately - or just fast-forward to the inevitable extinction of the male sex altogether. I am convinced the males of our species have outlived their usefulness.

~Individuality. I think the problem going on now is one of an entirely different order than we might wish to imagine. First off, I think human life is, at this point in our history, and by definition, quite cheap. At 6 billion and counting, we’ve simply dissolved completely away whatever value our individual lives might once have had. Humankind is going through major changes in how it sets up its own basic life support system; I tend to think the rugged days of individualism itself are quickly becoming a thing of the past. What this means is, those of us who might fancy ourselves as “individualists” today are, by definition, throwbacks to a period in human history already quite done for. I.e, We who like to imagine we “think for ourselves” are like the few cavemen left struggling amidst a burgeoning sea of plugged-in drones who largely support our society, now. The capitalist-driven faction of our world, ironically set up by individualism itself, has reached a phase now wherein it must continue to be supported by a culture of faceless masses without the necessity to think for themselves. i.e, It (once “we”) now has Technology to do its thinking for it - -cellphones memorize our loved one’s phone numbers, iPods’ programmings select our choices of music, etc. I’m willing to bet my life that most Americans today plugged into their iPods and PS3s, etc, really couldn’t think for themselves and furthermore, wouldn’t really want to. Let’s be honest here - - why would you want to think for yourself if you can have your blackberry, iPod, or celly do it for you? Face it - thinking is going out of style. And that’s as it should be - - mankind has been burdened with having to think for itself for far too long, if you ask me. Which leads to the third most popular item on humanity's list soon to be struck from the record, so to speak:

~Thinking. Thinking itself is overrated - let the robots do that.

You think I’m being snarky or sarcastic ? Hahah, get your iPhone to think for you again. Give up your dream and hope of humanity “growing an extra set of testicles” any time in the future. And that’s because the balls we once had dropped long ago. And now they’ve shriveled up, soon to be relegated to the spurious sections of our anatomy; how much you wanna bet that sexual reproduction for our species will be the next thing to go, after our individuality? Like I mentioned before, it isn’t difficult for me to imagine a near future where most males are simply neutered at birth or just born without packages period, until parthenogenesis becomes the new human standard for reproduction of our species.

Yes I’m suggesting that not only are “balls” swiftly becoming a thing of the past, along with individualism and thinking; but more to the point -- if you or a loved one happen to *be* or *know* a male specimen of our species who still reads, thinks, and has balls — simply urge them (or yourself, whichever the case may be) to enjoy what they got while they got it — cuz all them "bells & whistles" are being relegated to the “recycle bin” of humanity’s evolution, even as we post. /"Smoke em while you got em"