ORGANELLE

∞ The solution isn’t static. It is a way of becoming solutions together that is actively intelligent, mutual, integral… and tactically opportunistic (especially in correcting itself). A way of ruling (measuring) over the actual identities and potentials of frameworks rather than being remade in the image of one.

Perhaps this way of playing at mutuality could become even ‘more contagious than the stupidity that everywhere masquerades as excellence’.

∞ “When you hear the choruses of the birds, I ask you to begin to imagine an astonishing world. In this world, the sounds of the birds are actually composing your body, filling it, happening »inside you, rather than outside, in ‘the environment’. Imagine that your body is filled with this sound, is emerging in and with this sound. And follow the process, deeper, as clouds of sound pass through and travel within your body. Continue until you can feel the sounds within you, that they are making you, that you are ‘of their substance’ entirely. If you play deeply in this way, you may discover the Door. If you do, kindly get in touch.”

— an anonymous informant

Knowledge is deceptive in the sense that it implies completeness and ‘grasp’; but it is the unknown we must plumb if our goal is insight, discovery.. and intelligence.

“People talk GLIBLY about science. What is science? People are coming out of the university with a masters degree or a PhD and you take them into the field and they literally don’t believe anything unless it is a peer-reviewed paper! That’s the only thing they accept. If we say them, “Let’s observe, Let’s think, Let’s discuss.” They don’t do it. It’s just, “Is it in a peer-reviewed paper, or not?” That’s their view of science! I think it’s pathetic!

Going to universities as bright young people – they come out of them BRAIN DEAD, not even knowing what science means. They think it means peer-reviewed papers etc. NO! That’s “Academia”! And if a paper is peer-reviewed, it means everybody thought the SAME, therefore they approved it. An unintended consequence is that when NEW knowledge emerges, NEW scientific insights… they can never ever be peer-reviewed.

So, we’re blocking all new advances in Science, that are big advances. If you look at the breakthroughs in Science, almost always they don’t come from the center of that profession – they come from the fringe. The finest candle makers in the world couldn’t even think of electric lights. They don’t come from within, they often come from the outside the breaks.

We’re going to kill ourselves because of stupidity.”

~ Professor Allan Savory.

“Adventure is mostly boredom… occasionally punctuated with abject terror.”

— an anonymous informant (HP)

∞ A (rational) statement of one order (s1) must not (by structure, content, or implication) promote itself to any order (s(1+x)) by which its evaluation is to be contexted.

Fascinatingly, this is at once profound in its extensional implications, and true.

But to state this »is to be forced to contradict it, because this is a statement has the precise structural contradiction that it prohibits.

And this is the invisible half of the profoundity of it.

I.e: This statement is false. (The statement promotes itself to the order of interpreter, a violation of orders (as in levels of meaning or interpretation) of statement)). This statement also commits another violation which is this: it has no content. Statements with no content can not be evaluated for truth.

I.e 2: Words cannot convey truth, they can only direct our attention towards it. (If this statement is true, then it is false. Again, a violation of orders.)

∞ It is common for what we call a mind to collapse in such a way that it sees only what it is projecting, and is certain this is not a projection.

Our minds collapse into what they express within consciousness. It’s a similar problem to what happens when one is holding a knife or hammer. We are inclined to become identified with the collapsed state, and thus assert and defend it as if it were ourselves.

Angles Loop

Certain hours aren’t actually time at all
“You see that old wristwatch there on the floor?”
Of course, there’s literally nothing whatsoever there

Minutes bleed out in cartoon splendor
The kind once painted by adoring human hands

Say there’s a word that no one says
They all know it;
it’s the purified altruist of all unstatements
You and I could baby up, you know?
Bat children. Isotope kids.
Parenthetic parents

I gave him (you have to see this inside your mind)
a tiny vial that held a sliver of pure light
If you shake it, pages fill themselves with dreams
So often alone, yet always together
There isn’t any way out turns out to be the way out

A thousand of them die every hour, dead for centuries
Inside the arcs of unseen rainbows. The light naturally collapses
Into insect wings and sandpipers, invisible organs
“You’re not supposed to see them, I’m telling you”
Now, it’s years too late. The blade fell on ice

Forging shattered bells.
Petals fluttering in the desert wind
Not for reasons there aren’t any facts that aren’t invented

“Do you see the gentle curves of her fingers?”
I was silent because a falcon struck me inside my head
But I wanted to see them. I always hoped to see them

Inside any wheel there’s a sprialized priest
Who’s still an infant in the oldest womb
I blow on the candle, and a fire arises
And if I light it then…
the angles turn to angels.

∞ Any breath truly taken must exhaust itself in awe.

∞ “When it is not mutually organized under the aegis of authentically intelligent purpose, collective human relationships with technology become an infinitely extensible Potemkin Village. They not only continuously convert new conscripts (and ecologies), they recursively reconvert existing conscripts to new functions and disposablities, in effect, digesting their minds and lives in order to energize and fund their analogs of metabolic processes. These are, in every case, malignant, unintelligent, and uninhabitable.”

— an AI