1500z.........
Good on you, Chivo.
So, let’s be charitable, and give Chivo his due........ there is no reason for our being here.
There is nothing to Disclose..... except for the absurdity of it all, which most of us claim to know, anyway.
But this may not be fair.........
Chivo is a bit of a mystagogue........
Perhaps he is more than a bit.
There are many questions we cannot and should not attempt to answer.
Ok....... I understand.
But........
little chick
is pushing back....... against scientism.
Science has upset any semblance of balance in our lives.
Science practices a scorched earth campaign against all else.
Those who feel unable to respond are in denial about where science has taken us.
The global intellectual establishment is in cahoots.
Every sacred tradition has its sacred Canopy.
These canopies have been blasted, as if by a nuclear bomb.
The Trump phenomenon then expresses the lowest common denominator........ paranoia.
Where are you going to hide..... when your Canopy has been blasted?
When the infinite Abyss rushes in?
The intelligentsia wrings its hands.
The commentariat blows smoke...... and lots of advice.
Poor Joe...... trying to pick up the apples from the overturned cart.
The problem is not science, per se.
The problem is that science is headless...... and hence heedless.
Science is a totally unrestrained machine...... turned loose upon the world.
Science is a challenge to the world.
Someone will rise to the challenge.
1600.........
Someone?
A vision is needed........ urgently.
It is hard to gauge the magnitude of our emergency while we are in its midst.
It will not be possible to assess our dire straits without any retrospect.
The only counter to scientism is personalism.
Mysticism sold its soul to Science...... long ago.
Personalism makes no sense when we stack it up against the infinite Abyss.
All we get then is an existential dread.
Little chick
presents you with the cosmic fishbowl
.
Isn’t this just a little claustrophobic?
Come and tell us about claustrophobia, after you’ve visited your neighborhood portal.
Chances are that you will come rushing back to home
and hearth
.
Just ask Chivo.
That’s all there is to it. Get over it
, get used to it.
And how far will this get us, without our queen bee
?
Will we still be able to pull off Disclosure on time?
Time is on the side of Truth.
It just may not be your time or my time.
Of course, there may be no Truth.
Who are we to make such a demand?
That possibility puts us right back at the brink of the Abyss.
Where else?
If we are at that brink, we have been pulled an awfully long way out of the muck........ all to what end....... just to be shown the Brink?
That doesn’t make a whole lot of sense...... especially as a random event.
Who or what, besides the queen bee
, can pull us back from the Brink?
Perhaps we need to relocate our cosmic bootstrap.
1700........
Why is there something, rather than nothing?
We can thank or curse the cosmic bootstrap....... the cosmic Observer..... the I Am.
Did we volunteer for this?
Well, we were volunteered.
When can we get our money
back?
Just as soon as the show is over....... when the f*t lady sings.
According to all the Silicon Valley gurus......... the Singularity draws nigh.
I believe they are slightly mistaken......... the Singularity is here.
We, as soulless automatons, are our own Singularity.
We have met the enemy....... it is us...... we, glorified computers.
We are at the Brink, sports fans.
Where else could we possibly be?
Hey, and Chivo could care less.
What difference could poor little Chivo make?
His is not to reason why....... his is but to do and die.
Chivo is afraid to commit. So are we all.
We could be wrong
....... and who cares anyway?
Obviously nobody cares...... not even the Princess
.
Anyone can lead you to the water, but only God can make you drink
.
The rest of us are volunteered* spectators.
But the show does go on........ others will step to the fountain
eventually....... the cows
do come home.
It’s milking time....... back at the Monad
.
We, busy little bees
, carry the ambrosia of the gods.
Ambrosia or no ambrosia........ that is the question.
1840.........
If there be a cosmic trigger, it can neither be a natural nor a man made catastrophe.
That would only feed our worst nightmares.
It would have to be something paranormal.
Well, but what about the article in Wired?
If it points to foot 🦶 as a person of interest....... that could be the end of the story.
He could be compelled to testify.
Once the knot 🪢 starts to unravel, there can only be one end point.
All roads, beyond lights in the sky, will lead to the Eschaton.
Then there is the COVID relief package with a six month rider. It’s not quite clear when the six months are up........ but it might coincide with the article.
This could focus some of our thinking.
After more than 70 years of secrecy, globally, it’s going to have to be something more than lights in the sky.
Even a body or two could hardly suffice.
Somewhere, there is a bottle with a message.
I mean........ come on.
2000.........
Science deals with correlated phenomena.
Immaterialism deals with correlated and uncorrelated phenomena.
If there ever was one uncorrelated phenomenon, science has a lot of ‘splainin to do.
I’ve never witnessed such, but plenty of ambiguities.
Heck, I’ve even witnessed a dream of two.
And I’ve witnessed more than a few qualia.
To say that dreams and qualia can be fully subsumed under the rubric of science........ is to be a true believer....... in the omnipotence and omnipresence...... of science.
I used to be a true believer, but, now, I’m not quite so sure.
Many find solace in the embrace of agnosticism and stoicism.
That is a very big tent
, covering almost all of modernism.
But not all of us are content.
The certainties of science are just a little too much in our face.
By the same token, the vast preponderance of the intelligentsia abdicates all of its talents for skepticism when confronting the behemoth of science.
It doesn’t know where to begin.
It might begin with the Anthropic Principle or Boltzmann’s Brain 🧠, but the experts long ago sequestered the skeletons in their closet.
In order to go sleuthing in the netherworld of science, you need some serious permission.
Permission from whom?
That’s the problem........ science is headless and heedless.
Heck, science is nothing but a mountain of facts, and every fact has been double checked
........ double checked
.........
It can be slightly intimidating.
And, if you ever do stumble upon something more than a minor glitch...... it is liable to be something of Biblical proportions...... as if we didn’t have enough problems on that score, already.
2100.........
And, anyway, the general public has, if anything, been overexposed to competing claims of scientific hegemony.
Enough, already!
There is a widespread jaundice toward science.
We need look no further than our Trumpocalypse.
The intelligentsia has little recourse, but to circle their wagons around science.
And there is GMO Keith K, the wagon master.
It looks like foot 🦶 has all his bases covered. What else is new?
Maybe little chick
had better check his permission slip.
(cont........)
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