2020-02-27 | Subject | 1 over X
I've shared beliefs about industrial civilization and our current situation pretty regularly. Some agree with me generally, but understandably most people are just moving on with their lives in the same way we all have since before WWII. There are minor flutters of difference in behavior. I think that is one of the most fascinating things. We have segmented ourselves off with political fronts that amount to the same thing. I know that seems inflammatory, but it is true (well, to me).
Take any issue, and, well, more and more I don't care that much if it doesn't see past collapse. Even, from that perspective, from old books going back to 1800s, I can see that the sensibilities, desires, and ideas of life are fairly consistent. This is where we live, where I live, where you live.
I am aware of two people, besides myself, that have studied this in great detail and are actively working on items within the perspective I describe that looks past collapse. Here is what is interesting: there is no solution. There is no path that gets us from here, past the event horizon, to the other side. The in-between part is Like a 1/x graph. Nothing here gets over there. Of course this is only true from a cognitive/model perspective. Stuff will get from here to there, just not as part of a model. My point is that no ideas can be planned on to survive. Lifeboats/arks don't work.
One of the people along with me for the intellectual journey, works as a professional life coach. She is going to graduate school. Another person is a programmer from Québec. Each of them are convinced of the 1/x idea. There is no possibility of tracing present effort to the future. There is no faith that tiny steps here build to big steps, because we understand that the structural problems are insurmountable. But we are not giving up. All three of us have cast our own efforts within this model. It is odd, this barrier, this event horizon. Funny... it is similar to the barrier of death. What happens after? There is no expected tracer for me. I know some believe in a persistent, independently aware soul. That would be kind of cool, but I don't believe in that myself. I believe that I go back to dust and the stars without sentience.
It is from this perspective that I find this song so beautiful. Is it my imagination, or is Moby singing this from the other side. I think he is.civilization
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