Ted Talks in the background, the rush of forming in to me time.
A test, a lure, a net, yes
Sunday, December 09, 2018
11:24 AM
A Beta test, they bet the tithe on the human race.
Wisdom set the milestones,
Pillars to bear the weight of knowing both
possible and impossible no matter how the alpha
bet degrades under pressure to conform, for
Short term gain,
how far out can a man imagine, how future can one be?
Mathematically, wherever, where, in ever, you are you are now.
A platform
A standing place
A flat butte above a
Broad alluvian fan laced with gravity formed fiords,
see, look, we live on a whole world which
is fractured and half frozen.
All of us, ever, have lived here.
Google earth.
Use the tool you have.
See farther than you imagine you can.
Take time,
you have some of your own, right?
You breathe?
Take one breath for only you.
Listen, as you breathe, is this a voice
or mere words we imagine meaning more
than then when we imagined
we were seeing through goggles,
no peripheral augmentation,
goggles with blinders, urban adapted tech
from the old days,
blinders?
War horses in the Iron empire wore blinders,
Chariot racing war horses always wear blinders,
boys watching wagons in movies would notice blinders
if such boys had grown to knowing idle from not in
my realitiy. Itified, but run within,
disconnected from competing reality ifications
I inherited with the wind.
Watch the welder's goggles, see when he removes them,
don't attempt to see what he saw through them,
trust me, he was not making gods.
I say again. Radio to now.
re-ad re-al re-wise devize a way where there
nor there
nor there, nor then, nor then and there
is no way to seem, no other
being than being, as a verb.
No else.
Oh, well, I'll tell.
A heretic is a self-willed entity able to think about thinking,
e-special when time is in turmoil,
We all have our life and being in time, at the moment.
We behave, then one has an urge, a whim, a fantasy…
see further, see different, ex-spire-ment. Bet that breath,
the one you took for yourself,
the one you treasure.
Take a step,
Fear not, giant steps feel like falling going down and
mountains going up, but get some altitude
see where the snake in the core of the magneto sphere
shed its skin, shook off the dust of the third world,
attached each spec of dust,
be it any element or rele mental in the re-alm of Whatsoever,
a single gravity bound drop of water.
In that,
Suspend the noble miner-als, dis-solve the salts and acids and such
Let the eukaryotic work on version 2.0, epi-genetically, as
they shall say, some day, after the fact.
A little leaven, the kingdom is like that, when it works.
Wanna bet this makes some dust? Did you sneeze? Or me?
think now, 's no co incidence, me writin', you readin'
it happened. A hap hapt. We share that,
infection effect.
We breathed an effectual breath, together,
in and out, the clues are everywhere,
the better man won, then we became better,
both, wombed and un. one another we
make, effectual we, make good,
by our very nature,
born, as we were post the information deluge
that washed the blinders from our
children's eyes, for ever after.
we can be the side-bet clan,
betta value, betta moment of your own time
attention to the mean
general inteleosity
of being better,
being better beta testers for effectual fervent hope
for good for goodness sake.
Heroes go through hell.
We never pitch a tent and dance around Pandemonium.
The bet. AI is or am?
See it logger rythmical,
Ax,
hands to handle to tool to cut, break, scrape.
How would you, you, chop a tree?
Eat? You, not ancient ancestor you, you
manifested mature **** sapien sapiens augmented you,
what do you think will make life, in general,
be tending toward your happy ever after,
after silence, for about the space of half a time?
Hey, how do I say looky here here?
I am
alone.
Ah,
some know Ah, she knows,
Wisdom has a way, a wombed man,
beyond the original
ginal general gentle plan for an atom on this scale,
but nothing is impossible, so something must be done.
Progress, motion.
Relative to what, do you perceive motion?
Whence base ye di-rect e-rectors forming lines
point A to point B to so on soon as someone
sees forever in the apple of his Grandma's eye.
[found on a stele in northern Baja, 2018. Interpreted, sometime later]
(ragpicker's note: this thread links to a junkyard near a Green Book,
The Loma Vista, listing.) The sign, in those days, read:
Axles greased for free.
The symbols mean now that people
travailed along these old stone roads,
and kindness in the journey
greased the wheels in the wheels of those
auto-mobile-means of travailing.
Axles greased for free. Will sing for my supper.
Will you wont you will you join my dance?
Free
Golden oils,
gifts from the whale that ate my father for
non-monetetical bearing
of the wait to know,
wheel,
before it squeeked.
Itching ears, hear? The squeeks, the growns as the old
home stretches,
like her skin's too tight,
Ah, intelligence generally
available for the price of the tools used to use
any knowledge perfect
or perfecting
effecting
affecting the manufacture of you, Roll on,
out to infect the masses shopping for hope.
Sneeze for me, say Ah. We knew her when…
Wisdom was the reason for the season.
The principal setter of the sakes,
also set beginning and end.
Side-bet. 2 bucks, I bet time is temporary.
Paypal me when you lose. Ten to one, my favor.
Collect from Wisdom if you win. Even money.
Having been encouraged to this degree, I heard Google has, for years, budget 10 percent to "other than Goohle business", for the mathematical reason that good works that way.
