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19 years ago
General
Sentiment:
Freedom is not free
Counter-Sentiments:
1) ...at least, not ANYMORE.
2) --But we're TAKIN' IT ANYWAY! NYAH!
3) It WILL be once we kill all those greedy fucks with the audacity to charge.
4) Free the freedom: Lock up a Dubbya!
5) NO. That's just what they WANT you to think.
See, these sorts of 'quotes' are the kind of timeless wisdom one can liken to a clock made of fetid moldy cheese, in that they're both timeless for their inability to keep time, similar in that they stink really bad, and covering BOTH of these qualities in that neither are useful at all today.
In THIS MODERN WORLD, the only single thing that has driven society to advance at all is the fact that EVEN THOUGH life is not fair, we as intelligent beings possess the capacity to MAKE IT FAIR, and shrugging that off is a pathetic copout of such MAGNITUDE... ...okay just... just roll over and fucking die NOW. You've already given up; everybody knows it, just accept your 'unfair reality' and kill yourself because you have NO HOPE, 'kay?
It's bad enough WITHOUT these shitheads shooting everybody else in the foot. I MAY sometimes enjoy seeing humanity taste its own medicine, but I can tell you right now that annihilation is NOT an answer, NOR is it an end. It's just the beggining of an even WORSE reality.
(back to the track...)
I'm going to turn down the heat for a little bit...
Consider, what is the best case scenario, and what is the worst case scenario?
And open your fucking mind. Don't you dare spooge this bullshit at me that our 'best case scenario' is removal from existence, because even if that WERE the best, the chance of that is so infinitessimally slim it might as well be LESS than zero. There are dormant--but still life-capable--microbes scattered on the probes we launched into deep space, and they WILL thrive again the moment they hit an even loosely workable environment.
Given life's capacity and indeed prime directive to exist via adaptation, the only logical possibility is complete adaptation. It will CONTINUE adapting until it fits. Life that does not adapt correctly simply DIES, but there is always, enevitably SOME success through this process of elimination coupled with reproduction. Agent Smith and The Borg got NOTHIN' on the enevitability of life itself BRUTE-FORCING the universal environment.
Obviously humanity DOESN'T technically have a future, because once it has made the changes it is required to make, it may not realize it, but it will not in the slightest resemble TODAY'S humanity. However, if left to its own devices, all flaws will eventually be forcibly ironed out. It's almost poetic... Death creating Life, Chaos creating Order, as if a stone sculpting itself. The best case scenario for life, in the cosmic sense, is to be completely ubiquitous and adapted to the point that environment does not MATTER.
And what's the worst case scenario? Well, we've somewhat outscoped the realms of 'good' and 'bad'... but I suppose for us it would be lack of progress... we just sit here stunting ourselves and setting back until the sun overtakes the earth. Then we're just dirt again. But there's a fleeting glimpse of similarity you might catch between these two:
how abundant and disaffected is matter itself? Space is mostly composed of Distance, distance between hydrogen atoms, which is quite a bit of the goings-on out there where there are either goings or ons. The more enlightened readers of this might start seeing what i'm getting toward, here. How better to defeat emptiness by filling it? how better to overcome nothing than with something? If the ultimate destination for a repeating, viral system like what we call 'life' is to exist anywhere and cover everything...
Oh of course it's all speculation. Life adapts until everything is the same, until everything is impervious and content in its being-ness. It could get to a stage of enlightenment so vast and overwhelming that it could transcend--
*sigh*...
I see a fractal. It's right in front of my face, but it's so intricate yet so obvious that it eludes all words and description. Life is a product of existence existing, a pattern churned up out of matter clashing against itself. All it needs is a catalyst. then the dominoes start falling. the echoes bounce off of other echoes and there's feedback building on feedback, taking the tiniest, simplest components and the simplest ground rules and then building a looped-the-fuck-out system out of it. I can't exaggerate because we're talking about the cosmos here; there is nothing bigger than IT, ITSELF. you might say that constructing a life-size working replica of the death star out of cardboard paper towel tubes is an infinitessimal microcosm of it. (I SHALL FOREVER HENCEFORTH REFER TO THIS AS "INTRICACY B" )
I know the end but telling you spoils it. You'll reel away in disgust, or maybe if you're half as fucked up as I am, you'd nod your head in understanding: Life evolves so far to withstand environments that it becomes the environment for a new life. The matter around us could practically be what so many of us call "GOD", either completely unaware of us, or aware on such a level to which our understanding is... is like... aw dammit another impossibly inadequate metaphore! Picture A SINGLE BACTERIUM attempting to engineer a machine that engineers a machine that engineers a machine that engineers a machine that fabricates an interstellar FTL-capable starfighter whose weapons system could carve "JOE WAS HERE" in bold italicized arabic, specifically in the font Shelly Allegro BT, three hundred and fifty times on the head of a standard PIN... FROM ORBIT... AROUND JUPITER... IN ONE GO. (I SHALL FOREVER REFER TO THIS AS "UNDERSTANDING H" )
Okay...
Deep breath...
starting over.
Life evolves so far to withstand an environment that it becomes an environment for even more life, and on the contrary, may very well NOT be 'dead' as we percieve but actually in such an advanced state of consciousness that we can realize only as much as INFINITELY FAR LESS THAN [UNDERSTANDING H]. So far that it's completely up to speculation that it has or even wants to have (IF it indeed WANTS at all) an impact on our experiences, so far that you could call the fact of existence itself the architect of our own existence, and that WE OURSELVES are enevitably bound to evolve so far into such a state of enlightenment that it is all we can do to fill up the empty of space with our SELVES to provide an environment for whatever stirrings may result from the reality we produce; an exponential graphic ad infinitum.
"Okay," so you say, "Wait. Wasn't there a point to this? *scrolls up*"
Yes, there was. In the end, none of anyone's petty bullshit MATTERS AT ALL, so just SHUT THE FUCK UP and let these pathetic, ignorant creatures ENJOY what little PUNY EXISTENCE they can HAVE you SICK DEMENTED MINDFUCK. GUILT-TRIPS benefit NO ONE and benefit NOTHING in the longrun and if you -WANT- to go on being MISERABLE all the time, that's YOUR PROBLEM.
Telling people 'it's hopeless, you should give up', is bad mojo and nobody wants to hear it because it doesn't help anyone. Reality checks are anathema to those who very well CAN find the route to changing reality, and their will to attempt to change it is their perogative, their right, and their choice. Let them do it, and if they fail, they'll deal with it or die. Whether or not you help them attempt to fulfill their will is your choice as much as making the attempt in the first place was theirs, and turning yourself into a stumbling block is probably THE ONLY truly disgusting, futile waste of reality, and you should bear in mind that speed bumps are for getting-over.
If you're specifically looking to drag other people into a state of hopeless debilitation, YOU ARE EVOLUTIONARILY FLAWED, AND IF YOU DO NOT ADAPT, THE PROCESS OF ELIMINATION SHALL REMOVE YOU SHORTLY. Rejoice, your end is nigh.
If you're feelin' crappy and all you want to do is feel better though, and all you're looking for is a crying shoulder and a big hug, you've come to the right place. Hugs for Everyone!!!
Okay, I'm done ^_^
Freedom is not free
Counter-Sentiments:
1) ...at least, not ANYMORE.
2) --But we're TAKIN' IT ANYWAY! NYAH!
3) It WILL be once we kill all those greedy fucks with the audacity to charge.
4) Free the freedom: Lock up a Dubbya!
5) NO. That's just what they WANT you to think.
See, these sorts of 'quotes' are the kind of timeless wisdom one can liken to a clock made of fetid moldy cheese, in that they're both timeless for their inability to keep time, similar in that they stink really bad, and covering BOTH of these qualities in that neither are useful at all today.
In THIS MODERN WORLD, the only single thing that has driven society to advance at all is the fact that EVEN THOUGH life is not fair, we as intelligent beings possess the capacity to MAKE IT FAIR, and shrugging that off is a pathetic copout of such MAGNITUDE... ...okay just... just roll over and fucking die NOW. You've already given up; everybody knows it, just accept your 'unfair reality' and kill yourself because you have NO HOPE, 'kay?
It's bad enough WITHOUT these shitheads shooting everybody else in the foot. I MAY sometimes enjoy seeing humanity taste its own medicine, but I can tell you right now that annihilation is NOT an answer, NOR is it an end. It's just the beggining of an even WORSE reality.
(back to the track...)
I'm going to turn down the heat for a little bit...
Consider, what is the best case scenario, and what is the worst case scenario?
And open your fucking mind. Don't you dare spooge this bullshit at me that our 'best case scenario' is removal from existence, because even if that WERE the best, the chance of that is so infinitessimally slim it might as well be LESS than zero. There are dormant--but still life-capable--microbes scattered on the probes we launched into deep space, and they WILL thrive again the moment they hit an even loosely workable environment.
Given life's capacity and indeed prime directive to exist via adaptation, the only logical possibility is complete adaptation. It will CONTINUE adapting until it fits. Life that does not adapt correctly simply DIES, but there is always, enevitably SOME success through this process of elimination coupled with reproduction. Agent Smith and The Borg got NOTHIN' on the enevitability of life itself BRUTE-FORCING the universal environment.
Obviously humanity DOESN'T technically have a future, because once it has made the changes it is required to make, it may not realize it, but it will not in the slightest resemble TODAY'S humanity. However, if left to its own devices, all flaws will eventually be forcibly ironed out. It's almost poetic... Death creating Life, Chaos creating Order, as if a stone sculpting itself. The best case scenario for life, in the cosmic sense, is to be completely ubiquitous and adapted to the point that environment does not MATTER.
And what's the worst case scenario? Well, we've somewhat outscoped the realms of 'good' and 'bad'... but I suppose for us it would be lack of progress... we just sit here stunting ourselves and setting back until the sun overtakes the earth. Then we're just dirt again. But there's a fleeting glimpse of similarity you might catch between these two:
how abundant and disaffected is matter itself? Space is mostly composed of Distance, distance between hydrogen atoms, which is quite a bit of the goings-on out there where there are either goings or ons. The more enlightened readers of this might start seeing what i'm getting toward, here. How better to defeat emptiness by filling it? how better to overcome nothing than with something? If the ultimate destination for a repeating, viral system like what we call 'life' is to exist anywhere and cover everything...
Oh of course it's all speculation. Life adapts until everything is the same, until everything is impervious and content in its being-ness. It could get to a stage of enlightenment so vast and overwhelming that it could transcend--
*sigh*...
I see a fractal. It's right in front of my face, but it's so intricate yet so obvious that it eludes all words and description. Life is a product of existence existing, a pattern churned up out of matter clashing against itself. All it needs is a catalyst. then the dominoes start falling. the echoes bounce off of other echoes and there's feedback building on feedback, taking the tiniest, simplest components and the simplest ground rules and then building a looped-the-fuck-out system out of it. I can't exaggerate because we're talking about the cosmos here; there is nothing bigger than IT, ITSELF. you might say that constructing a life-size working replica of the death star out of cardboard paper towel tubes is an infinitessimal microcosm of it. (I SHALL FOREVER HENCEFORTH REFER TO THIS AS "INTRICACY B" )
I know the end but telling you spoils it. You'll reel away in disgust, or maybe if you're half as fucked up as I am, you'd nod your head in understanding: Life evolves so far to withstand environments that it becomes the environment for a new life. The matter around us could practically be what so many of us call "GOD", either completely unaware of us, or aware on such a level to which our understanding is... is like... aw dammit another impossibly inadequate metaphore! Picture A SINGLE BACTERIUM attempting to engineer a machine that engineers a machine that engineers a machine that engineers a machine that fabricates an interstellar FTL-capable starfighter whose weapons system could carve "JOE WAS HERE" in bold italicized arabic, specifically in the font Shelly Allegro BT, three hundred and fifty times on the head of a standard PIN... FROM ORBIT... AROUND JUPITER... IN ONE GO. (I SHALL FOREVER REFER TO THIS AS "UNDERSTANDING H" )
Okay...
Deep breath...
starting over.
Life evolves so far to withstand an environment that it becomes an environment for even more life, and on the contrary, may very well NOT be 'dead' as we percieve but actually in such an advanced state of consciousness that we can realize only as much as INFINITELY FAR LESS THAN [UNDERSTANDING H]. So far that it's completely up to speculation that it has or even wants to have (IF it indeed WANTS at all) an impact on our experiences, so far that you could call the fact of existence itself the architect of our own existence, and that WE OURSELVES are enevitably bound to evolve so far into such a state of enlightenment that it is all we can do to fill up the empty of space with our SELVES to provide an environment for whatever stirrings may result from the reality we produce; an exponential graphic ad infinitum.
"Okay," so you say, "Wait. Wasn't there a point to this? *scrolls up*"
Yes, there was. In the end, none of anyone's petty bullshit MATTERS AT ALL, so just SHUT THE FUCK UP and let these pathetic, ignorant creatures ENJOY what little PUNY EXISTENCE they can HAVE you SICK DEMENTED MINDFUCK. GUILT-TRIPS benefit NO ONE and benefit NOTHING in the longrun and if you -WANT- to go on being MISERABLE all the time, that's YOUR PROBLEM.
Telling people 'it's hopeless, you should give up', is bad mojo and nobody wants to hear it because it doesn't help anyone. Reality checks are anathema to those who very well CAN find the route to changing reality, and their will to attempt to change it is their perogative, their right, and their choice. Let them do it, and if they fail, they'll deal with it or die. Whether or not you help them attempt to fulfill their will is your choice as much as making the attempt in the first place was theirs, and turning yourself into a stumbling block is probably THE ONLY truly disgusting, futile waste of reality, and you should bear in mind that speed bumps are for getting-over.
If you're specifically looking to drag other people into a state of hopeless debilitation, YOU ARE EVOLUTIONARILY FLAWED, AND IF YOU DO NOT ADAPT, THE PROCESS OF ELIMINATION SHALL REMOVE YOU SHORTLY. Rejoice, your end is nigh.
If you're feelin' crappy and all you want to do is feel better though, and all you're looking for is a crying shoulder and a big hug, you've come to the right place. Hugs for Everyone!!!
Okay, I'm done ^_^
