Got this crazy Chinese doctor following me around, wasn’t sure at first, but the Dongfeng parked outside the cafe where I supplement my addictions surely didn’t belong to any but a member of our version of the Medicare card swiping class and the order for a ristretto macchiato on low fat fermented mares milk sure did remind me of an episode in the Uyghur reeducation facility where I had spent the worst part of a demi-semester as barista exchange student. A few days later, when I thought the nightmares had begun to pale, a similar looking vehicle discharged the very same, or very similar, individual, now white coated, who proceeded door to door in my apartment block handing out face masks and hankies, telling our burghers to sneeze only into the armpits of the poor and to suffer these fools with an appropriate modicum of pleasure. Well, I fractured my left armpit while dib dib dobbing at a no holds barred Marxist jamboree half a century ago and ever since have been sensitive to changing levels of carbon dioxide, all literary works relating to moonbows and the imagery conjured up when I question the source of that nasty itch just beyond my fingertips. I have heard that apples help, I like the green ones but sometimes they are far too difficult to pollinate by hand, not to mention a tendency towards the tart end of the gustatory spectrum. If I have to cook them down with butter and our local version of what you call cinnamon, will this have the same effect? Will an apple pie keep reality away?
i cannot use my right hand
On which a bug has alighted
perhaps feeding on my detritus
looking for a place to spend the winter
or simply testing my patience
i hope to regain its use in the spring
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Essays and Dialogues by Giacomo Leopardi
Without constant energy input, money embedded in concrete, glass and steel can only show a return if more money (energy) is constantly added to resist the ultimate certainty of entropy.
where probabilities exist as a function of consciousness but are separate from “reality” – is consciousness “quantum”?
Everything physical is
as such a result
Which observing that any outcome is possible
assigns to each
which can never exist
The system burns energy at an unsustainable rate
the poor indentured labour
the middle debt based servitude
the rich play fiddles
gonna buy me a fiddle
can always burn it to stay warm
As to why one cannot travel in the meter or more precisely whether the action before the action caused the action?
Before time immemorial there was not time
but neither was there nothing,
but without the potential to be anything else
entropy was absolute.
Energy came into this material existence
embuing matter with potential
and only two rules
1. Energy changes the potential of matter to do work but energy doesn’t change
2. Any change in potential is irreversible / once a thing does a thing it cannot do the exact same thing again.
The cascade of events whereby energy changes the potential of matter
What we call time
an illusion where
the particulate and energetic change in the caesium atom
is measurable through observation
One cannot travel in time because time is simply a single state observation of a series of unrepeatable changes in the state of matter
Schrodinger said that is you had perfect infromation about the current state of every piece of matter, physics would allow you to predict the future because the patterns of change are predictable. So predictable that the patterns form irriversible and infinite palindromes in mathematics.
Since energy doesn’t decay,
is then the production of matter cyclical or is matter, the space in which it exists and the time taken to change it finite?
The guys that put the guys in charge are the guys in charge. Hence they put guys in charge that aren’t any threat to the guys in charge.
Look at the Donald and the soon to be Boris (Alex), sure they can have the top job because representative democracy is a total joke. A slight generalisation to be sure but people elect idiots because the guys in charge plant the idiot ideas in their minds through the media they are also in charge of.
Worth reading Albert Camus:
“There can be no question of holding forth on ethics. I have seen people behave badly with great morality and I note every day that integrity has no need of rules”
Integrity has alas no longer a broadly recognised social value. This large scale embrace of what once were considered, and still are in point of fact, seven deadly sins, is a social evolution sponsored by those in charge of value-making.
It bodes ill, not only in a Christian or moral sense, but in the terms of the building of ideals to acheive social goals. When everyone is only concerned for themselves you get a form of ego-inspired anarchy where nothing exists except for oneself.
If that doesn’t concern you then time to read Orwells “How the poor die”, the fate of the 95% is reaching out to the rest of us.
We have built an infrastructure that cannot be maintained, in order to finance the present overshoot and pretend tha business as usual is a viable proposition we are selling the future into a natural resource debt that is potentially fatal not only for most species but also for most of humanity.
And those in charge have determined that the only way of propagating this myth of eternal growth is by corrupting individual morals to the point where the cure is viewed to be worse than the disease. Those that make the running would rather embrace total disaster than give away a dime.