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Ñ is for Ñthing Ñew: My Thoughts Iñexactly

I will not stop moving, but you may stop stopping.

The magic is in the wandering not the wand.

If there were no chance of finding you in a dream, I would not let sleep find me.

It is hard to die for you when you don’t live for you.

If it only requires partial attention it doesn’t deserve any attention.

The unspoken is free from the insult of words.

How great is your god if he built a hell with which to threaten us?

The world is never too small for us—but it’s quite possible in thinking such that we’ve become too small for the world.

As the muscles fade, the real strength will become evident.

Perfection does not exist, yet you are proof that its opposite does not either.

Language is your jail cell, and literacy is the key to lock you in.

If you think there’s a re in wanderer then you’re going backwards.

It’s true that most people don’t just roll over and die, but many roll over and call it living.

We are all born with a disability called civilization. It mars us quickly even while in the womb—with the exposure to unresolvable stress, toxins, and impoverished relationships.

We can populate the world with weapons or with people. The temporary surge of both will not last. And then weapons and people will lie limp.

Power is its own adjective.

Better to force them to throw you off a cliff then to let them lead you off one.

Do not tempt nothingness to leave its confines as a concept.

Believing expands that which is believed in.

Deciding to live in a metropolis is putting all your eggs in the basket with the most eggs in it.

Some diseases make life tedious, while others make it perilous. Civilization does both.

Love is the potion that drinks us.

Love reads us without rewriting. Love drinks us even if we taste bad.

The inventiveness of humans gets in the way of the inventiveness of evolution. We must realize we are the disease if we hope to be part of the cure.

The drinking glass is the symbol of drifting too far from water. The plastic bottle speaks volumes more than it can hold.

They tried to cut us down, they forgot we were rhizomes.

Those who flock and nest in such a place reveal what they truly are.

There will always be an open niche on difference. If you have trouble finding one, find Nietzsche.

Is your resistance to support the offended or the oppressed?

A preoccupation with someone having your back before you act is the very reason you have no spine.

Yesterday and tomorrow are different distractions with the same result.

You can not move too far. You can only stay too far, just as you can stay too close.

The only eyes on you are the eyes that never see you.

A group without a famous individual is a trusted caretaker of humanity.

The only heaven is on Earth, and slaves lose their piece by their inaction, while masters break it to pieces by their very actions.

I find my short attention span boring, so I then keep re-finding it.

You can’t dilute life with water.

Slaves play god by handing life to another.

Tomorrows will keep running away scared by a today that places too much burden on them.

God is bound in a book you present to me. Are you not the victorious devil?

War is a riddle that has no answers, only silence. Only silence suffices and only silence will be suffered.

Should we call it an island if it’s surrounded by concrete on all sides? Dislandese? I would put a curse on that forsaken land for all the harm it causes, but it is already a curse unto itself.

Schizophrenia is a nomad that can’t move.

Concern yourself with things that grow and the mirror will do the same.

If I leave the people alone, then I will be.

You are only fully alive when you can no longer awaken from your dreams.

To wait is to destroy.

Couchsurfers aren’t complete wastes of space—when we visit you we ensure your suburban house is not a complete waste of space.

Nothing is written… that cannot be erased.

Civilization is paralysis spread across a species.

The thread with which you weave ties to the past and future is cut from the sinews of the present. Unwrapping the gift is its unraveling.

Stagnant defense is an offense.

If civilization was so great why do so many more die from it than for it?

Dreams are the only things that keep us from sleepiness.

Spring requires no winter to precede it.

If Marat’s baths were a little bit warmer, would he have been so vengeful? A Marat in the sewers…

It is still much better to be born into peace than into the defined winning side of a war. Such is the plight of white people. We get to continue because we haven’t been killed off yet. But our inner vacuousness keeps us the farthest from peace.

Dancing is how we deal with the movement civilization has robbed of us.

I hear about human rights but I feel around me there are fewer and fewer humans.

It’s not a problem of being myself, it’s which self to be…

 

The Physics Of My Dreams (Zeroth Draft)

What makes our dreams so unique? I don’t fucking know. But as a theorist I have some guesses:

Dreams are created (in part, at least) by our brains, the best and most subtle particle decelerators in the Universe (not black holes). You might recall—either from memory or from google—the existence of the third, the second, and the first generation of particles, a classification all together called the standard model.

However, you wouldn’t recall—just as you might not recall a dream—the existence of a zeroth generation of particles. Just like the second and third generations of particles, these particles are not easily observable in our modern patch of the Universe. Whereas the second and third generation of particles cannot maintain for long because of their high energy is out of balance with the ambient energetic state (that is synchronized well with the first generation of particles), the zeroth generation is at a much lower energy state, one that the Universe in the future may approximate. However it is not just the for the future to wander in to this lower energy space where first generation particles and the energy soup that surrounds them to decay in to zeroth generation particles. Such particle decay happens in our brains all the time, especially during sleep. Time itself in dreams can seem to be multiplied out in duration, and such is the rich complexity that takes hold when a lower, more “efficient” use of particles is at play and interacting in the energetic Universe and consciousness. In a sense, consciousness dives down into these lower more complexifiable zeroth generation particle configurations to expand the depth and breadth of experience—just as the life force of the Universe has done all along since the big bang.

These zeroth generation particles are at such low energies that they alter the very foundations of planck distance and planck quanta. This is particle diffusion—but they only last as long as the collection of brain energy can remain subtle enough to hold this space as it’s own dream Universe. All sorts of quantum gatherings and intrigue happen here and are drawn here. Quantum tunneling and harmonization with other dreamers creating similar families of zeroth generations of particles are frequenc-ially aware of one another, perhaps more intelligible if it were to be put in to terms of string theory and not quantum theory.

Now as onlookers—many physicists included—often philosophically prematurely presume, the “fundamental” (bias) first-generation particles are foundational and determinative of what they coalesce to create. Not so the case here, in the very least. These lower mass particles emerge as the subtle storm a brain reaches in micro regions, with first generation particles decaying in to these lower state particles. Directly or indirectly related, the Planck constant—though it may seem fixed and holds the very name to convey such—is actually something subject to evolution and devolution. It varies and will vary, based on the success and failures of we—largely composed of first generation matter organisms—who create our present, which sews the seeds of the future we will inhabit or be extincted from.

In our dreams we are literally building prototypes of the future physical capacities of the Universe. These are refuges and inspiralations that we can grow and make more populated so in a future time lifeforms commonly dwell there, and clock time relatively is slowed exponentially.

A zeroth generation of particles? I know it’s probably a new idea for you, so why don’t you sleep on it and see if it takes hold.

Related Posts:

notes 4 today: 2016-12-15 (Particle Decelerators; Framing Infrastructure As The Ontastricture; Exo-DNA; Tripping Yourself)

The Eternal Difference

The uinverse Part 1: Logic as the Metaphysic

The uinverse Past 2: Effects Searching for Causes

The uinverse Part 3: Moving Past the Future

The First Unlaw Of Thermodynamics: Energy As The Unlawful Principal Of The Living Universe

 

malas semillas

Found this email to myself, buried in an inbox. Not let’s see where it grows…

Essentially, you might say there are three options: planting good seeds, planting bad seeds, or planting no seeds

we can choose to plant no seeds as we go through our lives—relying completely on good fortune to always befall us

Humans were not agriculturally structured, this is one of the several intermingling reasons why we’ve needed to technologize ourselves so heavily. We’ve had to develop methods to keep track of loads of data that we can’t possibly store effectively in our brains. This leads me to my next point, which is that if we are to sow seeds that are negative, that are meant to harm other organic life forms, particularly humans but all others would be included, well there’s a very good chance we will forget we even sowed that seed. Whether it’s a physical seeding or some idea or plot line we’ve put forth as an act of subterfuge, unless we are highly trained in managing and data tracking our negative efforts, they are likely to end up numbering we ourselves as the victims. Our proximity to them because of their initiation already puts us in danger, and our primitive (as a compliment) brains are not meant for such nonsense besides.


“Naming the things that are absent breaks the spell of things that are”
-Paul Valery

My Thoughts Inexactly: I is for Initiating

For some it is not too late nor too early. For some it is right on time, and so comes their fear.

The oppressed have a hand in their own oppression, if not a fist.

You are the mirror I look in to where nothing is backwards.

All that time spent reflecting, and everything else appears backwards.

Scarcely can ever something inside a book prepare you for something outside of a book.

There are millions of fish in the sea, and to know the deepest ones is worth drowning in the darkness.

We are the disease that has many fingers but few eyes with which to see.

Most things are waiting for you to happen.

Globalization is the creation of distance where it previously did not exist. Waiting and impatience are a product of this new age of nearsightedness.

They are not aliens, they are earthlings we fail to connect to anymore.

If you are forced, you are not you.

When the world is unknown, the world will know peace. We must make the long journey back to localism.

To live in the shadows you must be kneeling under those who are lesser than you. For only lesser things absorb light without amplifying it.

Close family is a foreign concept.

Lay down the law and leave it to die.

Only the wise know to learn from the young.

Corporations flourish alongside corpses.

In the end we are all dead—but we are not stuck in the end. We are all placed in the middle, where we have much to do and even more not to do.

You only have to fear the spiders if you make yourself an insect.

If you really didn’t care you wouldn’t need to vocalize it.

Water your dreams, and you will find others searching for your fertility while you are awake. #wetdreams

Atención es intención.

We are not a terribly revolutionary people—all the more reason we are in terrible need of a revolution.

Hate cuts deep and love grows deep.

Your way of life is your children’s way of death.

Light is hidden by the brightness.

Our ways are more foreign to this planet than any so-named alien peoples could be.

Death is immortal. Near death and nearer to life.

It is the panopticon in reverse—all eyes on the one screen.

To follow orders in a wisdom-less age is not only bad faith, it is highly dangerous.

The weak prey on the weak, the strong need only pray. They need not pray, for it would just be an echo as gods dwell within them.

The deserts of their eyes resemble the deserts of their lands…


Previous Aphorism Posts:

My Thoughts Inexactly (Primero)
Lternate Lphabet Lliteration Lterity
L is for Lamenting
Z is for Zeroing & 2018 Remix
G is for Gathering
E is for Escalating
W is for Willing
W is for Willing (ov)
V is for Vanquishing
J is for Jousting
M is for Masquerading
Q is for Quelling
R is for Resisting
R is for Recurring
F is For
F is for Facing
F is Forcing (ov)
N is for Nothing
N is for No things
N Other Lphabet: A pequeño LteratioÑ
Y is for Yearning
Y is for Youthanizing
An Asymmetry
A is Against
T is for Titrating
B is for Breathing
H is for Harking
X is for Xotic
D is for Deepending
U is for Upending
P is for Propagating
K is for Not Knowing
O is for Overlooking
Solstice

My Thoughts Inexactly: Z is for Zeroing (2018 Remix)

It is not enough to only lose your own chains, for if your comrades don’t lose theirs you are sure to keep tripping over them.

The only thing worse than a single leader is a single enemy.

From hand in hand to device in hand. Alienation has become very human.

Maturity is reached when the desire to go back in time ceases. Maturity is not fixed nor one way, as made plain by the aged. We immature as often as we mature. Civilization tends to invert the direction of maturity—one of the great many inversions.

Money is how the past comes to control the present. Inheritance of such control is not a present, but a curse.

If you are only interested in maximizing your existence in this world, then you are fortunate for your interests match the reality.

Those who commit themselves to total war are usually the first casualty.

Doing nothing is death.

You will never be the same, as you never were the same.

Attention is intention.

We rise to the occasion, not because of what we are, but because of the occasion life is.

Better a mistake of words than a mistake of weapons.

The Universe is not built out of particles, it is built in to them.

The zeroth dimension endures all different spaces. It is everywhere without running through anything.

The universe speaks to itself–keep listening.

The olders are not our elders, they are our enemies. They didn’t plant seeds for us, they chose to plant concrete instead. Fuck them.

The disease that has many fingers but few eyes.

Man-aged or man-lived. We must choose wisely, for ourselves and for our future!

Polyamory, because then everybody’s doing it.

Instead of cars that drive themselves, what about people that walk themselves?

I’d prefer a forest to an aphorist, but since I am not even grown to the depth of a single tree, I must choose the latter to taste such heights.

Parts are important enough to stop regarding them as mere parts.

If it isn’t visceral enough it isn’t real enough. Too regularly the artificial layers acting as a protective glove will suffocate the naked hands of we the primary creators.

Tribes raise children, parents raise hell raisers. How to climb back up to Earth and its tribes?

An hour long lecture from the ocean has greater value than a two semester seminar at the likes of a Harvard or Cambridge.

You are the flower.

If you won’t be with the whole, you’ll be apart, leaving a hole behind.

It is not the problem of being too introverted or too extroverted—it is the sitting on the wall that we built between the two, stagnant and unmoved by either… diverted.

They ask me why I travel to places where I don’t know anyone, and I respond that it’s no different than here, for they don’t know me.

Writing feels terribly futile, probably because it is!

Civilization doesn’t provide us the luxury of time for rumination, it provides us a plethora of lonely spaces that we can only fill with melancholic rumination.

The one and lonly.


Original Version

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