Winertia: Where February Does Not Love You

February in the northern hemisphere is a very difficult place for humans, a species that has been displaced there, displaced to the temperate regions where our bodies, brains and all, are not adapted to thrive. But here we are, placed in a February that does not love us.

The February utterance “the days are getting longer” is true enough, though these lengthening days haven’t done much to warm the oceans and lakes. In fact these large thermal modulators that determine a huge plurality of the climate, including our own bodily climate, reach their lowest temperatures in February. We are also especially connected with them since a resonance of sorts exists between we liquids (we are bodies of water primarily). The state of the larger liquid bodies around us is a good indication of where we should ideally dwell and where we shouldn’t. It seems pretty clear to me that frozen lakes are not for skating—they are for escaping. But we are not there… because we are all to heavily invested there. And these northern lands are very invested in us in their seasonal flows. The land is lethargic and so are we, after several months of cooling down any warm vital flows. Months of eyes that evolved to see colors, seeing nothing but colorless landscapes. What does this reinforce in us? What does it drive us to do to escape that madness? Sigh.

So people are not wrong for desiring a balanced amount of light, and believing that it is very important. It is very important, in fact so important that we should’ve as a species continued being in a closer relationship with the equator (365 days of balance), as opposed to the equinox (a handful of days of balance). But again here we are, we northerners, we whose ancestors turned their backs on the sun, perhaps with spears and whips at those backs, as territoriality became a reality for the once nomadic species.

The diversity of climates humans now live in is directly correlated with the destruction of ecosystem diversity we inflicted. The human animal’s consistent needs for survival have us homogenizing the most climatically diverse areas, making them uninhabitable for a majority of the species living there as we make them habitable for us and our narrow range of parallelly domesticated species. We now so easily, habitually, destroy an entire ecosystem—ecocide—to make it habitable. What was it that provoked this and allowed this of a species that used to depend on the ecosystem?

What we gained in fire, we lost in forest

Our altered relationship with the forest, our original caretaker, is indicative of the answer. Deciduosity was our first widescale trauma, that contained the catalyst of the Earth’s sixth mass extinction. The harsh teachings of abandonment would be leveled on the astray hominids. The forest, our enduring mother and protective womb, every winter hibernates below ground and becomes “the woods” to those of us non-hibernating types above ground. We entered a seasonal land, but given our limitations as non-seasonal beings we continued our perpetuality through our fire-technology. We abandoned relationships with the forests and we abandoned our perceived need of the sun, and grew our relationship with fire. Forests became merely a means to fuel fire, to shelter our marriage of us and fire, an indoors love story. Humans and fire then gave birth to forged metals. Now we have forests of metals, we call them cities. Dystopia was prefigured in these long-ago missteps. We became alienated from our ecosystems, and failed (and were perhaps prevented) to return to the sun. Fire was what we had, and we forsook the other elements of our being along the way. We are the fire people, and after many many generations we are dry as fuck…

Our straying from our home near the equator had forced us to become part-time humans. Winter is inhumane, and so have we become. We hate the cold, but given the vast difference of scale it’s really more accurate to say the cold hates us. We need a vacation, one that has us actually vacate.

The Liberation of Metals Scraps (Vasak’s 2018 Remix)

As the title says, this was roughly from 2018, so I will be dating it as such, and using it for the 2020 Liberation of Metals remix. Enjoy? 🙂

“metal metal everywhere and not a bit won’t bite”

pistons are the motion metals, and the connected axels, to which we stand (or fall) opposed as complex carbonoids in contrast. This is the more active motion battlefield, the subtle motion battlefield would be metallic buildings and stable metallic structures, even the parts of the car that are “just sitting there” such as the frame and other holding pieces, stand in conflict to perennial plants like trees that have a tremendous amount of stable carbon (cellulose, lignin, hemicellulose)
yet buildings are an infrastructure that promote death on their skeleton form, whereas trees promote life. Buildings accrue concrete, glass, and other mostly dead purposing of chemicals.

radar first detected metals, the original enemy.

Metals, the thinner they get, sharper, but we get flimsier.

The real bullet points, writ large

The accelerations of metal, and a great many other things that are a sand paper to the living systems, slowly wearing them down, dulling them.

Hydrogen destroyed by fusion… cold.

 

reaching the ad absurdum: robot citizenship in saudi arabia?

http://fortune.com/2017/10/26/robot-citizen-sophia-saudi-arabia/

I put the title as a question, because even though Saudi Arabia says it is so that “Sophia is a citizen”, we need not recognize her as a citizen, nor recognize any legitimacy they have to grant (or keep away) citizenship, especially as they partake in an immoral war in Yemen. Just a musing here, but perhaps ruler MBS in granting citizenship to a robot (and anybody who wants this for a robotic creation) should give up his own citizenship and have to agree to enslave himself as a domesticated animal on a farm. If you want to dole out human rights you have to be willing to gift your own, not just create and inflate the rights away. This is an extremely dangerous precedent, on par with corporate personhood and it’s expansion through cases such as “Citizen’s United”.

What a fucking dystopia!!!! Please do not stand for this readers, this truly is horrific and an acceleration of the Sixth Mass Extinction event through diluting ourselves.

Related Writing

The Inflation of Rights

 

Fears of a (justly?) paranoid Human (November Edit-in)

Whether this was a female or a male robot, it is a huge issue. The female gender of the robot mixed in almost serves to confuse (misdirect) the real problem here, and get people mad at Saudi Arabia for the reasons they already were. They are a punching bag that we are narroweded to punch in only certain marginal regions. In the future, they will be allowed to correct one of the unfortunate policies and get a pass for the other. Be wary of another robot citizen emerging elsewhere, in an air of greater seriousness that it is a legitimate action for nation-states to undertake (as corporations and whisper in their ears).

So corporations already own most of the advanced robots, but if robots have rights they will start to have their robots for rent to other companies use to go and make noise and start fights in free speech zones that are trying to protest their product, for example. There will be phalanx’s of robots, and if you dare try to break through you will be the offender and tried in a court. Or they might just kill you there and the robot will go to prison. Justice mediated in to robots…

What about the rights of the land? The right to not be raped? The right not to be penetrated to get the various metals and other elements to compose these robots and other destructive and violent machinery? What about the rights of the organic material to continue to exist?

We are all dead without the land, the rights of the land should be highest, perhaps even higher than the rights of humans, and yet the land is at the bottom, ground zeroed.

R is for Resisting (my thoughts inexactly)

When you give politicians the benefit of the doubt they do indeed benefit.

One does not gather arrows when the bow is broke. Perhaps one should.

The medical industrial complex will keep you on the floor instead of under it.

If we put our heads in the clouds, then at least our bodies might be out of the pits of hell. When malevolent forces put them there, they have surely decapitated us.

There is no single place so beautiful that the eyes of the beholder won’t eventually get restless with boredom.

When life opens a new door, many other doors are opened concurrently. The more new doors civilization opens, the more other doors are shut forever.

Money is a proxy by which those who have little of it are enslaved by those who have amassed (and created) lots of it.

There will be no posthumous publications writ large, no histories of our genocides published in the future. The Earth’s story will not be concluded—it will be precluded.

Entrepreneurs and central bankers both know how to make money; one group uses their brains, the other uses a printer.

You cant see the consequences of past bad decisions when you are the consequence. You are the shattering mirror, and yet in your lowest state you are now freer to reflect any new light unforeseen by the breakers.

As we lean towards hell on Earth, the best remedy is to grow heaven on Earth. Don’t think of your hopes for utopia as naive, think of the thoughts against it as unnecessarily jaded.

No evil is necessary, there is only the evil we have wedded so deeply to ourselves that we are stubbornly at union with it. If such is our disposition, we have to ask ourselves if we are necessary.

A culture that taboos sexuality is dangerous to, among other things, its own existence.

Without behaving different, thinking different leaves one as alienated as one who thinks the same. A good apple on a rotten apple tree will rot with the worry of catching rot.

Christmas deals in fake trees or dead trees. If we want a holiday that celebrates live trees, we would want to forsake the idolized super-natural for the natural.

Praying will not save you—it will save the oppressors their energy to repress you, because you are electing to do it yourself.

The eucatastrophe is only seen by those with eyes still blinking.

Despite the vast bleakness to modernity, there is still space for great beauty and sublimity. I can think of nothing more stirring than the overcoming and destruction of the banal and life-suffocating artifices, an epic turnaround just around the corner. Thus the allure of revolution, which in its authentic expression has at its core the love of the other outside and inside of us that is oppressed.

A choir that wants to sing many different songs is not a choir for long; nor is it a choir that always sings the songs of one member.

Literacy is the foundation of all propaganda.

There is no finer a foundation for a fascist subject than a religious upbringing that requires strict adherence. High technology is the new religion, and it holds its subjects spellbound.

If we keep killing multiple birds with a single stone, we will run out of birds. The Earth’s dreams of flight will then be grounded, and the ground’s dreams of Earthing with other animals will fail next, buried in an unwaking nightmare.

Think for yourself—you’re the only one that ever will. If not, others will have you thinking for them.

Get caught up on history and you can leverage your power in to the future; get caught up in history and your power will be eclipsed as you are bent over a text.

We are far more likely to leave this planet by extinction rather than by spaceships, and the more of our precious time we invest in global and super-global solutions, the more quickly the human problem will be solved.

We cannot heal the wounds of the world if we do not first feel the wounds of the world. Mourning is essential for a new dawn.

Half of the battle is getting people’s hearts in the right place, the other half is getting their heads in the right place. The whole battle is lost if this is done in the wrong order, for a head that is fully aware of oppression combined with a malevolent heart is quite a deadly foe.

Politicians can’t help themselves but help themselves at the expense of others. We can help ourselves not helping politicians (at our own expense).

What is called the acceleration of efficiency is truly the hastening of a deficiency.

Independence for a day, what of the other 364?


Related Previous Aphorism Posts:

https://subversesjournal.wordpress.com/2016/12/07/q-is-for-quelling-my-thoughts-inexactly/

https://subversesjournal.wordpress.com/2016/12/06/m-is-for-masquerading-my-thoughts-inexactly/

https://subversesjournal.wordpress.com/2016/12/05/j-is-for-jousting-my-thoughts-inexactly/

https://subversesjournal.wordpress.com/2016/12/03/v-is-for-vanquishing-my-thoughts-inexactly/

https://subversesjournal.wordpress.com/2016/11/03/my-thoughts-inexactly-w-is-for-willing-otra-vez/

https://subversesjournal.wordpress.com/2016/10/16/my-thoughts-inexactly-w-is-for-willing/

https://subversesjournal.wordpress.com/2016/09/20/my-thoughts-inexactly-e-is-for-escalating/

https://subversesjournal.wordpress.com/2016/08/07/my-thoughts-inexactly-g-is-for-gathering/

https://subversesjournal.wordpress.com/2016/07/20/my-thoughts-inexactly-z-is-for-zeroing/

https://subversesjournal.wordpress.com/2016/07/04/my-thoughts-inexactly-l-is-for-lamenting/

https://subversesjournal.wordpress.com/2016/07/02/lternate-lphabet-lliteration-training-regimen/

https://subversesjournal.wordpress.com/2016/06/28/my-thoughts-inexactly/

Q is for Quelling (my thoughts inexactly)

Slavers don’t lure their victims with a closed cage.

Karma might kill you but your dead enemy won’t.

Dystopia doesn’t taste bad, it is flavorless. It is to drink without ever quenching any thirst.

There’s nothing more dangerous than a criminal that needs to commit more crimes to cover up previous ones. The string of crimes around is sure to thicken in to a rope.

To kill a governor, a person must oversee murder; but to kill a government, a person must oversee themselves.

It’s better to should all over other people as you do on to yourself. Don’t fear being labeled a hypocrite, fear being without dreams of somewhere better that should be.

Most did not choose to leave the land, yet here we are, just as fish who have left the water by the pelican’s envelope. We are dying but not yet fully digested… return to the land before the death of either we or the bird precludes such a reunion.

The church bell is the official toll for the great variety of death incurred—the death of unguarded polyamory, the death of unmarked temporality, the death of unconventional spirituality, and the death of untold bodies. The allure of its curving form is no less a straitjacket, and it is non-ironical that it is composed of metal, for it displaces an unbiased gathering of evidence that henceforth must conform to a statistical distribution. A cracked bell has not led to liberty, only with its dismissal and burial under the Earth can such hideous vibrations yet be quelled.

Wishing for that which is not, is a sin against that which is.

Part of being stupid is not knowing that you are stupid. Part of being unconscious is not being conscious of your unconsciousness.

We love to cry and cry to love. A growing dystopia shows us that these two expressions of feelings do not stand opposite one another, but die alongside one another to be replaced by their absences.

Those who take the stance of “wait and see” will get to see their own demise at the hands of those who act without full evidence.

Revolution that rises and falls with one man is not very revolutionary.

The more time spinning words, the less time available to pirouette ourselves.

If we only take our revolution to the comfortable shallow levels, we cede the great depths of the ocean to the powerful establishment that will dilute our efforts quicker than a tide changing.

As we continue to lose steam from this peculiar suburban era that is quickly burning through natural resource piles, visit places that make sense, rather than cost dollars. If you must, go by car, and go to places fully aware that you are a visitor, for your next trip may be one way as a refugee.

Humans are the deep roots of trees, the mobility of swinging primates, and the vision of eagles. Yet if we stay in one place there’s little reason to swing, and our vision atrophies because of the lack of light with our roots twisted in to the ground.

Laws that justify other laws which justify the original laws—let yourself not be part of this chain of prevents!


Related Previous Aphorism Posts:

https://subversesjournal.wordpress.com/2016/12/06/m-is-for-masquerading-my-thoughts-inexactly/

https://subversesjournal.wordpress.com/2016/12/05/j-is-for-jousting-my-thoughts-inexactly/

https://subversesjournal.wordpress.com/2016/12/03/v-is-for-vanquishing-my-thoughts-inexactly/

https://subversesjournal.wordpress.com/2016/11/03/my-thoughts-inexactly-w-is-for-willing-otra-vez/

https://subversesjournal.wordpress.com/2016/10/16/my-thoughts-inexactly-w-is-for-willing/

https://subversesjournal.wordpress.com/2016/09/20/my-thoughts-inexactly-e-is-for-escalating/

https://subversesjournal.wordpress.com/2016/08/07/my-thoughts-inexactly-g-is-for-gathering/

https://subversesjournal.wordpress.com/2016/07/20/my-thoughts-inexactly-z-is-for-zeroing/

https://subversesjournal.wordpress.com/2016/07/04/my-thoughts-inexactly-l-is-for-lamenting/

https://subversesjournal.wordpress.com/2016/07/02/lternate-lphabet-lliteration-training-regimen/

https://subversesjournal.wordpress.com/2016/06/28/my-thoughts-inexactly/

notes 4 today: 2016-12-06 (I Wish My Grandparents had; Bad Earthen Methylation To Destabilize Climate Cycling; Pregnant With; Our Aversion To Vigilance 2015)

title: I Wish My Grandparents had…

“I wish my grandparents had fought these forces when they had the chance”
“I wish my grandparents had fought these forces when they had the chance”
“I wish my grandparents had fought these forces when they had the chance”

—will say our grandchildren if we fail them now.

title: Bad Earthen Methylation To Destabilize Climate Cycling

The Earth is constipated by human shit in all sorts of systems that are not used to being clogged with it. The extracted purities, the volatile metals brought to the surface, the energy being floated out of the Earth’s concentrated mass and atmosphere (when bringing this up in conversation I’ve been referred to an article called Earth Battery—link to be provided when I find it), the non-ice-age die offs, and other symptoms the Earth is subjected to, are pulling all the parts out of sync with each other, which is in many regards the death of the whole (by my expression of mereology). I don’t doubt that eventually the Earth can regain some of its former glory and avoid becoming a sister planet to Venus in climate regards—just how much before the sun finishes its 10 billion year life cycle, is an important question to consider.

With ice-age die offs that are mentioned popularly to assuage those who have fears that the current species extinctions has precedence and is “natural”, I think the causes and the timing are quite different (making them unprecedented); also, the former die offs are bounded by an oscillating rhythm, whereas the contemporary die off is under unbounded human control which is unrhythmic and antirhythmic, and hard to adapt to (in evolutionary terms). It is sure to continue to cause new damage until some sort of ethical awakening to what humans actually are—as told to us by the rest of the planet, not by our own artificial ideologies—comes to pass.

After learning about my own methylation problems, thinking of the Earth as having off-kilter methylation is not my merely personifying the Earth (although the Earth should be conceived of as a being rather than a mere sphere), but it is a profoundly real and relevant phenomenon that science would shy away from because of conservative scientific dogmatism and its generally brutal western imperial disposition that has scorn for anything “woo woo”. This of course leaves so this and so many other things scientifically unexplored, keeping it “woo woo” (a catch 22).

Return to the ice age? The die off that comes with a global cooling may be when some of the most creative and important developments to the life attire emerge. There is a healthy cycle of regeneration of these frost-tolerant (or cold thriving) species, that maybe need to reemerge every several thousand years for some unbeknownst diachronic role to the larger biosphere. But these species, at risk of being killed now—along with all other species inhabiting the planet during this Holocene die off—are at population nadirs that may go lower and preclude them from ever re-emerging; or if an ice age were to come with accelerated vigor, their time might not have yet come (perhaps something to do with their genetics), and they might not contribute what is needed to the rest of the living populations that ushered them in to existence and ecosystemic relevancy. They might have provided and be mutually leaned on to provide, among other actions, some sort of digestion in the gut and soil microbiome.

We don’t really know what great swaths of populations we are killing and what small niches of populations we are fostering with our climate destabilization, beyond the shallow studies done by the scientific community. But we can with good reason say that we are and must be killing some species that play crucial roles that we are not yet aware of, because we aren’t (and will never be) aware of them. We may find their fossils, or we may find their fossils next to ours.

title: Pregnant With… (meme)

0009-death-of-birth

 

title: Our Aversion To Vigilance 2015

Vigilance is constitutive to life, and humans have not needed the faculty (for lack of a better word) of vigilance. It hasn’t been part of their needs, so that’s primarily why things go to shit so frequently/easily, because of a lack of vigilance. Not because of our programs, but because we don’t have the life energy to we used to, to be vigilant and watch and protect things with our bodies (but with paper, the way we throw paper money at things). Laws aren’t our version of vigilance, they are our aversion to vigilance, and they display fully our lack of it as we have to write down codes that are not naturalized within us, and we need to hire enforcers to be the bodies that have it as a job to monitor these laws.

Deep Skin

There is a lot of indications of what humans intrinsically are—and what potentials we hold—if we even only focus on our skin. The lack of profound hair shielding our skin tells us we are not intended bodily to be in the colder climates, and presumably the physical abilities we would need to perform well in a cold climate go well beyond a mere patch fix like clothing (or even evolving bodily hair). Simply viewing the advent of clothing, or the whiteningL of the skin, is a simple cause and effect view of the human body that would deny a holistic understanding that our skin system evolved (or didn’t evolve) to deal with certain climates and other features of an environment along with the rest of our body systems; sometimes one bodily system strives ahead (or downgrades quicker) masking a deficiency in other realms, such as our not yet evolving hibernation capacities. The white skin example I think shows our bodies making the best of a bad situation more than a true adaptation; white skin by itself does not provide all that is needed to deal with a colder climate, and in fact may be an indication of a lack more than anything to heighten the overall functioning of the human. When humans are caught or ensnared in an unfavorable environment, our technologies and our bodies might adapt over time, but never (or not yet, as it may take many millions of years) to the degree to make us as thriving as we were in the naturally best environment from which we had strayed. So we’ve gotten to a meta-stable, survivable position, one that can be maintained so long as we keep our education intact to broadly teach the non-instinctive survival skills (those that must be learned). So long, too, as we keep in balance and not in an over-reaching of the natural resources that can support these inefficient energy demanding lifestyles that are inherent to the human animal outside of its balanced scope.
So back to skin (including the skin on our back!). Our exposed skin might at first sight seem like a vulnerability, and indeed it is if you throw us in to a harmful chemically laden environment, a photonically dangerous environment, or a thermally disharmonic environment—all environments we’ve imposed on ourselves. However, I think that to think of skin as a vulnerability would be an ahistorical view that fails to grasp what would have been very advantageous millennia ago in not just a different climate, but also a very different social environment. When we were in primordial tribes (quite different than Hobbes’s “cold, brutish, and short” depiction, which was really a projection more accurately describing his own gloomy time in 17th century England) our skin was our cellular membrane, the rest of us the internals to a single cell in a multi-cellular milieu of many other persons. Lots of sex and cuddling would surely be understatements for some of the most common activities occupying these deep ancestors of ours. The body language of our modern times is presumably sophomoric and underdeveloped compared to the potentials of bodies communicating sans clothing, arbitrary taboos and restrictive cultural norms. Two (or more) bodies physically touching on a plurality of points, whether sexually or in a normal state of interaction (potentially playful), would communicate vastly more and on many different experiential levels than some ad hoc utterances used to representatively convey internal states. The immediacy of bodily contact makes mediated linguistic contact both inefficient (due to its narrow and restricted uses, and that it must be learned and doesn’t make use of the suite of hormones and multiple senses—merely the auditory sense) and unattractive—only domesticated encaged dogs bark, it is reported; voices would be saved for singing and other harmonizations that synthesized concurrently with other actions.
Absorptive skin would allow minerals, vitamins, and moisture to be gotten transdermally, and toxic metabolites and compounds would be more easily gotten rid of through the skin without the risk of re-absorption due to clothing blocking a full exfoliation, alleviating some of the workload on the other cleansing systems. The vibrations and other indications of existence and change emanating from one’s environment would not be dampened and muffled by clothing, but would more immediately be appreciated and responded to accordingly. For example think of the time difference to realize it is raining when you have several times more skin exposure ready to feel the rain, such as when laying (almost or completely) naked at the beach, or able to feel the humidity changes, versus in full dress with just hands and face exposed.
Our bodies long for this heightened contact, both with other humans as well as other natural temperature appropriate objects, and it has been the job of our culture to train our brains and build dilapidated muscle memories that deafen our ability to hear what our bodies yearn for. A full deafness would be akin to death, and we have not yet reached this low point and fully repress every true bodily need and desire. People still choose monogamy and/or a pet to reach a lower but stable “meta-stable” position where their needs are malnourished but not totally unnourished. Dogs and cats, which do not offer nearly the skin contact nor other affections that we truly need, keep many from breaking down (and possibly breaking out) from these silly relations; surely domesticated pets offer some infrared and other mammalian love energy, but it is not the potency which our bodies truly demand to thrive. Thus we are left to atrophy as humans are simply not available to most of us, due to the responsibilities imposed by inherited cultural requests for separatism, economic requests for being away from situations conductive for interaction (i.e. the work environment), and other divisive forces devised to try and convince humans they are not animals. This end, where humans are so devoid and alien to love that we don’t even have energies to seek for it, is what we are creeping towards by the generation. There have been many stark indicators, such as the peculiar platonic ways of the Puritans in the western context, and probably many more examples that any of us would usually not pay a second thought to. We are in many ways further along this path of bodily alienation (considering social media “social”) than even these fundamentalist groups, though a confusing cultural collage filled with visualizations of the tabooed actions would make us think we are quite sexualized.
The longer we winter ourselves in cold climates and even colder cultural clothing, the longer we should expect the winters to be; waiting for life is to prematurely introduce death. Thriving is taken off the table, and mere surviving is the best we can hope for.

LI didn’t make the time to research the specifics of the skin whitening to determine if has been shown to be either a more efficient skin type for lower sunlight environments, or a result due to long term lack of sun, or another adaptation that serves to do damage control for losses incurred on a hairless animal that was previously in a sun-rich environment. This is one of many shortcuts I’m afraid I will have to make in the upcoming years as “perfection becomes the enemy of good enough”.

Related Posts:

– Tame To Save: Fire Dancing Ritual

– Upcoming post about northward migration

– Upcoming post about tribes and tribal importance

Spring Poison: springsterilizing

“baby we were born to die” – brute springstaining of budding life

I couldn’t refrain from commenting for the third year in a row on the horrors of herbicide/pesticide in our local parks at the first signs of infant spring. It’s as if landscapers wake up from hibernation to immediately load the ground (and subsequently the water systems) with broad spectrum life killers.

¿What a horrible thing for our economies and lawns if these lowlifes went from seasonally unemployed to permanently unemployed? We might have ecosystems returning and people eating dandelions from their lawn! They do things with such Nazi efficiency, but ultimately they cannot be fully blamed—a people with their heads in the fumes who employ them are an integral part of the death spiral.

Because of this, instead of seeking regulations in my town against the use of lawn chemicals, I have some voluntaryist-esque flyers to encourage private peoples and businesses in my town to not have chemical treatments as part of their lawn care. It is my belief that most people who use them just trust their landscapers to make their lawn look good and pay a monthly bill, without getting in to the details of what is to be done with their lawn.

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Source: Spring Poison

The Liberation Of Metals

“metals groove to their rigid dance, while we sit watching, entranced”

We are normalized to what is a very anomalous geographical feature, namely the high quantity of large elemental metals and metal-dominated alloys. The most striking image I can think to provide you is gazing upon a skyscraper under construction with countless tons of steel “I-beams” conquering the airspace, or a suspension bridge donning voluminous quantities vast metallic twine. These peculiar purities of structural metal, which we can go and see without much trouble (unless we are in an unmantamed jungle), were never available to strike our ancestors’s perceptions. In the past—geographically speaking—most metals were more dispersed and far less in quantity at the crustal surface and atmospheric level, intermingled as they were with other chemicals and compounds where they served an important role but in relatively minute presence. The metals circulating in human cultural activity today, however, used to mostly be below our visibility and buried underneath the soil level, and deeper still. At present, metals exist not just alongside us at a much higher rate and in a much purer form, they also exist within us: our bodily tissues and organs have quantities of metals and metallic compounds that are generally too high (thus the high rates of autism and many, many other modern health conditions). The corollary to the high presence of newer metals is that other, particular metals (e.g. zinc) that have an important symbiosis with organisms may exist within us at lower levels than necessary, as they are out-dueled by other, competing metals (e.g. copper; other organically competitive metals are molybdenum and tungsten, selenium and mercury, and more that I’m just learning about).

Metals—before human adventures into bogs, mining, and sifting river sediment—would be unearthed only by cataclysmic earthen collisions with asteroids (and other spatial bodies); a large impact would stir the earthen pot, adding some fresh deposits of metals and unearthing others more accustomed to the depths. These days, the slow unceasing meteor that is human industry keeps throwing more metals up onto the surface, constantly displacing organic life that previously dwelt in the space that is now the home of the metals. These metals that so negatively affect us are the key to the process of unearthing more and more metals—it is rather tautological. We must ask ourselves: are we using metallic machinery to dig up more metals, or are the metals using us to dig up more of their friends? Does our lack of apparent control mean the metals are in control? Humans certainly have become less culturally organic and transitioned onto what could be dubbed a “metalloid path”.

Metals In Motion

From the perspective of motion—if we exclude sea waters and atmospheric winds (see note L, first paragraph)—there is a much higher ratio than there ever was before of heavier metal dominated chemical compounds than organic compounds; metals are getting plenty of exercise, but at our expense. One extreme example of where metals have been liberated very quickly into the larger atmosphere is the Fukushima nuclear catastrophe. Uranium and Plutonium, very organically destabilizing metals, have certainly restricted movement in proximity to Fukushima. The half-life of these metals quickly quarters a human life, if not “hexadecadenth-ing” it (1/16th). Perhaps the violent connotation of hexa-decimating life would not be inappropriate to convey what occurs after too much metallic-derived radiation exposure. Unfortunately, as opposed to Roman military decimation, nuclear radiation kills a far larger number of people without the strict control of human managers. Metals are in the driver’s seat driving, while humans are in the driver’s seat sitting doing little. The humans that do escape the effects of the potent metal pollution of a nuclear reactor disaster still have to deal with a restriction to their freedom of movement: DON’T GO ANYWHERE NEAR FUKUSHIMA.

Metals’ dominion of motion goes largely unnoticed, and there is a “textbook” physics experiment that goes to show how oblivious and uncritical people are of this fact. Inertial frames of reference are often initially demonstrated by physics teachers by using a particular space familiar to everyone: inside a moving vehicle. To prove that the space inside the moving car becomes it’s own inertial frame, the teacher might ask why no one ever feels wind despite undergoing high speeds; but to really bring home the point, the teacher usually gets us to think about a ball being tossed straight up in the car, and that it doesn’t fly into the rear window but returns to the thrower. Inertial frames of reference are now understood and everyone moves on, but no one thinks to ask, “are such inertial frames of reference normal to the planet’s history?” Even more to the point, no one brings up how despite the ~1,000 kilogram metal based car being hurled through (our) space with such violent force, that motion is almost completely sterile inside the car. Further troubling aspects are as follows: there is often a lot of boredom experienced on the part of the passengers; there is stale air that is frequently being cycled through a conditioner; there is light distorted and diminished by tinted, reflective windows; there is Earthen electrical isolation provided by the insulating rubber tires. The interior of modern vehicles in a large “sense” approaches sensory deprivation tanks, and surely the negative psychological effects of one forced to experience the peculiar space of a car, are ramped up as an effect. There are not voices raising this concern of why there is so little organic activity surrounding such a high energy event as a car in motion; perhaps the very energy available for thinking is cordoned off in the peculiar deprivation tanks that are our modern vehicles. Such an inertial frame of reference is an internal frame of restriction!

¿Carbon, Carbone, Cargone? 

Where in this world of metallic motion is all the carbon going as a result? The question has multiple answers, the first of which is that carbon is not going anywhere, it is staying put, by suppression. Carbon that is enmeshed in living organic compounds—i.e. humans and all of our biological friends—is stuck in place or in a restrictive inertial frame which gives the illusion of motion. As for non-human animals, migration patterns are being reduced, forcing them to become “home bodies” or faced with becoming “dead bodies” (road kill, toxic-stream kill). Areas of habitability are being reduced through desertification, a complicated process that metals at least play a partial role in.L The inclusion of higher loads of metals within these organisms is also restricting them (and killing them), with some populations of water animals known to be dying off directly because of metal pollution. Essentially, the space in which carbon based life can thrive is steadily shrinking on all fronts.

The second place that carbon is going, is into the atmosphere, resulting because of its oppression. Simplified and alienated chemicals like CO2 and other building blocks of life are released in the processes that involve moving weighty metals; if from the dust we came, to the dust we are returning—the ~400 ppm (and rising) CO2 building blocks give plenty of proof of that! Metals are a lot more massive than carbon centered lifeforms, and to move them around requires a much higher calorie diet, despite whatever efficiencies adding rubber wheels (or floating them on the ocean) to the massive unleashed metal giants fretting through our environments provides. It is towards this end that the majority of human and metal activity on earth takes place: the extraction (via drill-mining) of high potency energy found in carbon based fuels. Millions of decades of condensed and concentrated carbon energy provide the only energy combinations (along with nuclear power, perhaps) powerful enough to feed the metal-moving agenda. Does peak oil exist, and if so is it enough to stop the metal hegemony?

The third place that carbon is going in the metal driven world is into enslavement at the purposes of hardening the metal. Carbon is intentionally alloyed to iron in small amounts (less than 5%) for the service of iron to make it harder for particular industrial purposes—it is marginalized; an interesting parallel to this ratio would be the aforementioned amount of movement of metals out-competing many-fold the motion of carbon-centered life. Another telling character in this story is oxygen. Metals underground used to be plagued by oxidation issues; now, above ground, metals routinely get rid of their oxygen, steel away our carbon, all while we carbon-based life forms seem to be bodily accruing oxygen as our own rusting agent, resulting in widespread oxidative damage. Oxygen is a turncoat—reactive and shifty—if we ascribe it agency in this narrative.

Metals In Charge

The metals in motion we have to deal with are moving as fast (or faster?) than a speeding bullet or shrapnel, slowing down then to modern transportation of planes/trains/cars/elevators, and then we have standing structures like buildings and transmission towers. Both the metals in motion and those standing give off some “destructive” electromagnetic interference, especially if they are carrying an electrical charge as in the case of the transmission tower’s thick power lines. Carbon-based life has adapted the best that it can in the face of all this metal, being more cautious (looking both ways before you cross) and passive (not crossing); it’s reminiscent of the Artilleryman describing humans adapting to Martians in The War of the Worlds (pages 248-251). One modern social habit that displays this passivity and awkwardness that people feel in association with the rigid spaces modern building technologies allow us is the over-utterance of “sorry”. It’s not completely a matter that “sorry” has changed meaning—though that is sometimes the case—but that some people are generally sorry for being in the way of a smooth flow of traffic. Whether it’s crossing the street in a very apologetic manner, waving and prostrating oneself to the massive car that is letting you walk pass, and seeming overly grateful that such a giant beast would have the kindness of heart to let you as a mere pedestrian cross first; or someone exiting a narrow corridor as another person is entering and saying “sorry” for being a body block to the other person’s continuing through the corridor uninterrupted. There is such shame many of us feel in our very existence, that we are somehow awkward and uncomely beings that are exceptions to the rule and need to be accompanied with constant apology.

Unfortunately, the latent content of our zeitgeist is that we’ve been conquered irreparably by metals (or computer technology, which is of the same logical blend) and there is no option to escape. In an inverted way to how Napoleon supposedly used language differences to use his conquered people to fight for him and not unite against him, metals have us all speaking their same language—which I think would be a type of binary—so that we are easily decoded. Words that could unite organic life to rebel against metallic life are not just marginalized from our typical linguistic use, they are being erased entirely as if they never had existed. Nuspeak—and universal efforts to have 100% literacy, including digital—is the cage that needs no prison guard because the prefrontal cortex is so effectively segregated from the other thinking regions. We are frequently unable to think, and thus communicate, the biological problems we are increasingly imposing on ourselves. All of these electric, metal-based infrastructured systems are regarded as essential to life—increasingly understood to be a priori to it—and so we put all our hope into its continuance and invest in its endurance, but all to our detriment.

There is still a warm, humid darkness at the end of The Enlightenment tunnel; sacred spaces un-scarred and less chronically scared are still available to those who want to escape the everyday metallurgy. One can choose to leave the metal majoritarian areas of contrived macro-climates in opting for a micro-climate where life grows and finds the healthiest niches. It is safer to be a freer life form in such a micro-climate, such as a commune where fast paced metal/electrical life is kept to a minimum (something which I recommend!). For those of us who want to battle (and succeed) right where we are: we are more complex than the metal creations we’ve unleashed, despite our very real depletion, and we do have biological systems within us and around us that are allies. The edible dandelions that grow on an untreated lawn are dynamic accumulators which restore soil health and mine up metals and other minerals in their proper balanced form; they can do this in some of the most abused landscapes and are vitality’s pioneers. We can build up oxytocin concentrations in our body by physically connecting with our species in a variety of different circles like massage groups (and other more and less taboo interactions) that does not include metal as a mediator. We can remove foods from our diet and undergo fasting when no healthy alternatives are present or growing. It is important to recognize that there may be much withdrawal pain (emotionally, and physically as with the Herxheimer reaction) as we detox from metal-dominated living, but it is a small price to pay compared to extinction.

THE ENDZ


Metal Appendages (Oppendices)

1) Artificial aging: Entire ages of “human development” are named after the particular metals introduced for weaponry, which is only the sharp tip of the great girth of non-metallic (mostly stone) developments early on in civilization’s history. This surely speaks to the level of worship—presumptively merited—that humans felt (and feel) in regards to metals. Metal was the cast, the clothing, the tip, to allow a widening of violence among humans whilst stone was at the core of the infrastructural project. Now, after the industrial revolution, it is metal which forms the foundational core, and stone that has been displaced as the superficial adjunct. To be literary—swords and axes only cut skin deep, but the electric grid penetrates right through us, deeper and more totally than Vlad the Impaler.
2) radar sdrawkcaB: Metals are not built to appear on the radar screens of organic life forms—there is no evolutionary precedent built in for organic life to recognize or deal with any concentration of metal that isn’t already sublimated in a properly balanced ecosystem. Bees are supposedly disturbed by radio and cellular phone frequencies, birds by that of wind turbines (ecosystem’s unfamiliarity with metal keeps the metal objectively intact for relatively long stretches of time where even common types of bacteria dare not populate on its surfaces—indeed maintenance is very efficient when the cleaning of metallic surfaces is seldom needed). The motion and concentration of metals is like a stealth bomber to our innate perceptual proclivities that we’re only able to see and recognize the potency of when we develop a “second” nature. As metal dominates more and more, nature does come second, it seems.
3) Metal as necrophiliac: The death of a carbon life form (then transitioned into a fossil fuel) is exactly what metals are dependent on for their own particular motion. Their intense motion on our Earth has heretofore in human interactions been dependent upon dead carbon matter. Their caloric needs met by gasoline ingestion is the destruction of us; it is metal feasting on the corpses of our carbonic ancestors. After digestion is finished they leave their excrement—plastics, pesticides, and other compounds—as donations to our cause of theirs. As they eat our carbonic fossilized corpses, they also have been eating us alive; if we include them as a specie-s, then we are not alone in our eating of food that is both alive and dead. The metals are borrowing on our credit, but they will stop only when we stop supplying our lives to work their hungry furnaces; until then we are just disinterestedly holocausting ourselves.
10) ¿Abiotic Carbonic Energy?: There are ongoing hypothesis that some carbon based fuels are not truly fossil fuels, as they are not in a lineage that once had some living biomass from which to be derived from. I muse here, but if this is the case could it be the higher levels of metals below the surface—using geo-pressures as a catalyst—growing their own potent source of combustible energy?
11) Yours, Mines, and Theirs: Metal mines us more surely than we mine metal. We spend our time drilling for them holding them as idols, and even as the metal idles in stagnation it drills against us, into us, with the electromagnetic force.
12) Iron Sharpens Iron: but concurrent to such sharpening iron dulls Life. We’ve betrayed the carbonic in favor of the ironic.
13) Sequestered: The concern of carbon sequestering is quite secondary to the very real need to bury metals. A great deal more could be said of this topic when I make the time to elaborate a juxtaposition between these two possibilities to heal the Earth.
20) Change versus Acceleration: We are not in an epoch of accelerating change—change is decelerating, it is dying, the becomings being beings; it is matter that is accelerating in it’s bundling and simplification to higher, larger amounts—metal here being the quintessential example. These concepts unfortunately are conflated and inverted which leads to a situation in which the problem is not appropriately intuited. Intuitive immediate imaginative senses are blocked, cobweb-ed over by destructive concepts such as “change is accelerating”. Matter is accelerating, not change!
21) We are our own key to open this lock: The liberation of Metals is the shackling of lighter non-metals. Metals are the cuffs that need no lock to imprison life. Their very concentration could have only been accomplished by our previously subtle intuitive abilities turned for destructive uses—we humans traded our synthetic imaginations for the pastime of analysis, and we project outwards the cutting logic that has us turning disparate metals into unified weapons against our own kind, reflective steel purified to great degrees for precise surgical uses. Mirroring our adoption of analysis as our inner monologue has been the ability to create extremely hot controlled temperatures as well as those extremely cold, this within small spaces where the general laws of thermodynamics are bracketed by metals and their allies. Metals could only have grown and gathered in such stature by our own fiddling with rapidly distinct and changing heats that separate and recombine old compounds into new ones, never before known to the Earthen context.

Notes

L The role that metals play in desertification could possibly be analyzed to be twofold, though more or fewer actual reasons may exist beyond the scope of the author. The first role is what has been mentioned in many places already in this essay, namely that metals in motion reduce organisms’ ability to be as dynamically involved in the environment, which might be a definition for a desert. To flesh this out a little more, consider how a lot of wind erosion on a mountain top keeps trees from growing there, but so too it could be said that a lot of trees growing there could keep down the wind erosion. Either way, the degree to which there is the homogeneous motion of larger, less subtle forces—a constant drying western gale force wind that acts as one large rigid force as opposed to a light humid breeze that dances between trees in no particular direction—is the degree to which smaller more complex developments are precluded. Along with the great currents of air that are eroding subtle areas that used to be rich with plant and fungal biomass, so too are greater currents of ocean water playing a role in eroding oceanic life, especially at the coasts where it used to be the greatest. Zooming way out, here’s a galactic example of the same phenomenon: think of a galaxy where large asteroids, planets, and even stars are constantly colliding and causing large violent impacts whereby thermal dynamic changes are undergoing huge changes in the local contexts; these large bodies gathering elemental matter and making it act roughly uniform (think of a giant gaseous planet with little chemical complexity) will give no chance to allowing any life to endure, whether carbon based or any other type. The celestial bodies interacting are themselves, perhaps, the lifeforms; however, it is a big waste of the smaller potentials within them: the variety of chemical elements from which they have pulled by gravity into strict enslavement could make such a richer tapestry, just as a one building with LEGO blocks can make something far more interesting than one can with DUPLO blocks.

The second role that liberated metals play in contributing to desertification is the way that their temperature fluctuations mimic that of a desert. Metals heat quickly with exposure to a thermal energy source, but also cool quickly when that energy source is removed (think of a pan being heated by a flame). This is the same process that goes on in a desert, whereby the sun’s thermal energy warms it during the day, but then when the sun sets the desert becomes very cool very quickly. Our particular earthly forms of life, at least, do best when under a relatively constant thermodynamic heat. This regularized temperature that our life needs is emblematic of the modalities of a life force: harmonization occurring through a common interactive vibrational level. The violent swings in temperature prevent life from spreading those deepening complex bonds because harmony is constantly being shattered/interrupted. Large concentrations of metals at the crustal surface are sure to exacerbate these swings in temperature, and so too will continue to diminish the global biomass which is so critical in regulating temperatures to foster additional layers of life.

ZThe beginnings—thankfully we haven’t reached an end, or else I would not be typing and you would not be reading. May this lore of metals help dissuade us from the lure of metals.


Some Affinitive Posts:

Desertification

Desertification (As Earth’s Subtleties Are Extincted)L

The role that metals play in desertification could possibly be analyzed to be twofold, though more or fewer actual reasons may exist beyond the scope of the author. The first role is what has been mentioned in many places already in this essay, namely that metals in motion reduce organisms’ ability to be as dynamically involved in the environment, which might be a definition for a desert. To flesh this out a little more, consider how a lot of wind erosion on a mountain top keeps trees from growing there, but so too it could be said that a lot of trees growing there could keep down the wind erosion. Either way, the degree to which there is the homogenous motion of larger, less subtle forces—a constant drying western gale force wind that acts as one large rigid force as opposed to a light humid breeze that dances between trees in no particular direction—is the degree to which smaller more complex developments is precluded. Along with the great currents of air that are eroding subtle areas that used to be rich with plant and fungal biomass, so too are greater currents of ocean water playing a role in eroding oceanic life, especially at the coasts where it used to be the greatest. To give a galactic example: think of a galaxy where planets large asteroids, planets, and even stars are constantly colliding and causing large violent impacts whereby thermal dynamic changes are undergoing huge changes in the local contexts; these large bodies gathering elemental matter and making it act roughly uniform (think of a giant gaseous planet with little chemical complexity) will give no chance to allowing any life to endure, whether carbon based or any other type. The celestial bodies interacting are themselves, perhaps, the lifeforms; however, it is a big waste of the smaller potentials within them: the variety of chemical elements from which they have pulled by gravity into strict enslavement could make such a richer tapestry, just as a one building with LEGO blocks can make something far more interesting than one can with DUPLO blocks.

The second role that liberated metals play in contributing to desertification is the way their temperature fluctuations mimic that of a desert. Metals heat quickly with exposure to a thermal energy source, but also cool quickly when that energy source is removed (think of a pan being heated by a flame). This is the same process as goes on in a desert, whereby the sun’s thermal energy warms it during the day, but then when the sun sets the desert becomes very cool very quickly. Our particular earthly forms of life, at least, do best when under a relatively constant thermodynamic heat. This regularized temperature that our life needs is emblematic of the modalities of a life force: harmonization occurring through a common interactive vibrational level. The violent swings in temperature prevent life from spreading those deepening complex bonds because harmony is constantly being shattered/interrupted. Large concentrations of metals at the crustal surface are sure to exacerbate these swings in temperature, and so too will continue to diminish the global biomass which is so critical in regulating temperatures to foster additional layers of life.


Notes:

LThis publication is a footnote to a larger piece I’ve been compiling, “The Liberation Of Metals” and I thought it could stand on it’s own as a post. The upcoming ”’Liberation of Metals is about the role of the large quantities of metals we’ve introduced to our crustal surface, and how these metals are destroying organic connectivity, of which this note published here was an important facet that I struggled to fit within the linear narrative stricture. There’s even more I would’ve liked to publish in here about the ramifications of human simplifying/analytic interactions with our environment, that leads to such destructions as those wrought by industrial mono-crop farming methods. There are so many other things that we engage in that I probably am so normalized to that I don’t see. We are employing such an effort to average everything into a uniformity where the peaks and valleys of vital life are smoothed into a digital conformity. The “treatment” of emotions is another such example, where the dips and dives, highs and aspirations of a mood wave are sought to be controlled, averaged out, to a constant state of looking at things from a cool distance. We are estranged from our own bodily functionings by a rolling pin of pills. The blandness of eroding cannot be tasted for the taste buds are included in the wasting away…