Spanish word of the day: Microbioso…microbe laden. Enjoy your dia.

when in emerging being are we not 'creating'?

Disvelop

Has anyone written a story about phones gaining sentience and then becoming clinging obsessive relationals (parents, siblings, children, lovers, friends) to their sole humans they relate to?

Western Humanity seems so inextricably tied to tool mind (anything/everything is a tool), that we are blind to this obsessive worldview even as we turn every bit of grace into a commodity, a tool, to fill a pleasure, enrich a pocket, warm a hearth.

It is the fool who breaks the silence to proclaim it sacred, for the cretin who doesn't hear it, the moron who tries to sell it, and the lunatic who wants to own it.

Mayhaps and perbe are the gender fluid words of possibility.

Gen X: How could black holes be portals to other dimensions or parallel universes if there are no anti-black holes spitting matter from other places into this universe? Gen Z: Because this universe. Gen X: Well, there’s that...🤷‍♂️

Humanity can be instantly recognized in the animal kingdom by the inhumanity they exhibit.

Learned Helplessness seems an adaptive response.

If leaving footprints in the sands of time is your idea of a legacy, high tide has irony fresh hot dished and ready to serve you. Legacy? Be realistic. Name your greatest human and 10k laps around the sun and we'll test name recognition with the cockroaches that remain and are the dominant species

Meta-Atheist: A person who doesn’t believe in beliefs.

Mack Moose! I still need a foster! Only 60 reposts will not save him! Come on guys! I’m not asking 4money- just a fucking repost! Come on! Help me here!

#Caturday #CatsofBluesky #DWC Pia the Elemental angry at the intrusion as she arranges light.

Without showing the math, all experienced emotion seems to have emerged from the semiotic term love. I’m not sure we’re supposed to judge and value love. Just creating seems enough.

Words appear to be artifacts of long passed humans whose concerns of mortality and temporal power guided their formulation. We no longer live in caves or castles, why linger in the lexicon of these folks? Maybe since words seem to pre-date our ancestry, we presume them real, naturally occurring.

Nothing is named without the conqueror's consent. Our language as projectively neurotic, discriminatory, and limiting as those who do the naming.

Meritocracy consensus determines the place value of your life. We are all marked, some for neglect, some for micro-aggression, some for trading status for the clowning that distracts us, but this human life is not worth that human life and that is truly sinful.

Might the Absolute be recognized through the Relativistic sums of a single point of focus? A philosophical Higgs boson?

Reactive fragility seems an accurate litmus test for false entitlement.

See the birdie?

Electric charges fly from synapse to synapse as the great avian flocks migrate along millennially established pathways.

Corporations as people will act in their self interest without the maturing values of mortality to temper their accumulation drive.

Singular and plural semiotics imply a duality to being that has no basis in quantum reality. It does however allow for an aggrandized ego function, both individually and collectively. Nationalism is a decent example: false singular, false plural.

Silver Cholla

Maybe it’s worth the effort?

The minute you buy in to this experience being 'real', you buy the whole farm, the good, bad, and ugly of human being. How could your version be real and everyone else's not? Answer: maya.

The pragmatic concern of speaking truth to power is that power is so far removed from truth that it no longer speaks the language and will only answer you in power.

When humans forsook the curving feathered contours of nature for the square corners of civilization, were we aware that those corners would bruise and gash those marginalized to the edges? We seem generally unconcerned today.

My greatest gift to the world seems merely not inflicting my suffering upon it. Buried, sacrificed to the gods, or merely self-managed, relinquishing the validation that I feel pain, being okay self-validating breaks the chain The world is not my perp, I don't have to poke it in the eye with my pain

Our desires, human desires, have been taken from us without consent, copied, amplified, and mass produced to be resold to us for the cost of our life. Howsit feel to be played? Where do we run for comfort?

Mt. Signal and the Mexicali valley

Santa Rosa Mountains with snow

SoCal desert mountains

Daily Bonsai: Creeping Juniper. In training since 1970. #Bonsai

thank goodness for civilization. without it i might have had only four hours of self support work a day and only 40,000 nights (35 years or so) under the stars. without it i would have known heat, cold, pain, nature and self intimately.

End up of a longer essay:

Astrophysicists: time to let us know that earthlike planets are not rare and that they arise and fall from the fertile moment of supporting carbon-based life forms over time as gracefully as fields come to harvest and fallow.

That legacy might be a gift seems farfetched. Many toxic elements, both amplified and accelerated by collective consciousness suggest that 'growth opportunity' is a difficult reframe to say with a straight face.

That stardust's self-awareness is limited in scope and duration is quite alright by me; it seems a peculiar and sometimes perverse form of blindness. Let's all play super-nova next, meet you on the playground!

Those who remain sleepless with the real monsters inhabiting self and civilization may lay kingship claim to being the only one truly awake.

Would you kill a human to protect a God that looks like you? Let a human die? Let them suffer? Everybody tells me so.

If we can manifest love, what else is there worth doing?