Settling down in the late morning to get some thoughts written out on paper. The mystery of the world remains – thyme has come to bring the illusions of future and past forth into the cognitive sphere of others. We get the picture we imagine. Einstein proclaimed that imagination is more important than knowledge, right before he contructed the thought experiment that became space/time.
I watched I am Legend about the loneliness of being the last person – they changed the ending from the book to let the hero win. The fact that he didn’t win in the original ending speaks for itself – the masses get an adulterated view of how the visionary sees the bleak landscape of the real scenario.
No thing is happening. It is Monday morning and the masses are back at their desks chatting with each other about the thrilling ways that they wasted their weekend.
Reconnecting with the ethereal plane, the cosmic sailor - a warrior/priest, has escaped from the world of simply doing, instead discussing crystal skulls with ancient wisdom keepers and reaffirming his intent to explore the red road.
His return was as brutal as his departure, unannounced and steeped in silence – turn off the phone and disappear. He burns some bridges, each time resulting in less accomplished than the previous endeavor.
I, the scribe, sit alone and watch the happenings and know that I should make an effort to bring it all down further. The pace is super-slow and yet super-fast; we all march along at various rates, taking the measures we need to continue the pattern. It extends further into both the past and the future, as we play that game – thyme to watch it change all at once.
As soon as bombs begin to burst in the air, the cost of gas rises beyond our ability to cope and the mass stranding begins. The question becomes where do you wish to be, and with whom. Keep enough gas on hand to be able to get there. The diaspora of human traficking is a horror of past and present civilizations, can we control/alt/delete its presence in our future?
The alternative perception is that things can carry on for quite a long time, that decay while immanent is not immediate. The more people that fall off the precipice, the more the existing world order comes up with Mandela-ized new whirled order. People each seem to have a different picture of what is coming down, and on which time frame it will fail.
It appears that the USSR model of 'all at once, by surprise' is not in the current imagination sphere – so that is likely the weigh it will happen. Bio-regional states for all. I shall move to a different server to create the documentation for existence and cover all the necessary ground to get some mojo rising.
Wanna try?
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