tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-88335138352630603952024-03-13T19:08:14.049+00:00Jason Wade HowardIf you want to know what I think, read on.Jason Wade Howardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08968987933637386754noreply@blogger.comBlogger46125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8833513835263060395.post-76495137173610178102024-03-11T19:58:00.004+00:002024-03-11T20:03:11.458+00:00Some Thoughts On Sexism Towards Women<p> All the music I have released and the documentaries are made to end what men are doing to this world. I am fighting for the rights of women. I recently wrote this to someone on facebook who was advocating for international man's day:</p><p>"Men do not deserve an international day of their own. I don’t see men here fighting for equal representation in politics. All I see is women being economically forced into porn, webcam prostitution. Porn is rape. Prostitution is rape. Money is the driver not love. If money is involved it’s rape because if money was not involved it would not occur. This is economic forcing. A non status quo symptom of a male dominated world. For me masculinism is untenable. Women have been raped since the dawn of time and beyond. Billion years of rape isn’t enough for man. Women must continue to be made impoverished and given a lucrative out of man’s choosing ... or non-lucrative. Where is equal pay for women? Whilst I sympathise with the regular man who is kind, considerate and thoughtful and equal towards women ... does he even exist? Is he lobbying governments for equal pay and equal representation for women? Or is he watching violent movies, playing violent video games, swearing and teaching kids to bully and be aggressive. Is he trying to erode nurturing femininity and convince modern girls to be violent thuggish uncaring individuals who laugh when people fall down. Are equal amounts of films written and directed by women? Do the men that hold the money demand sex, drugs and violence to be in their productions? Have you ever seen a comedy that doesn’t ridicule, disenfranchise, bully and disgust? All funded by men. Dictated by men. Young kind girls being forced to be aggressive and unpleasant by masculine violent tropes. Film being the great processor of relevant topics for our times that shouldn't exist ...</p><p><br /></p><p>Every political constituency on this planet must have a woman and a man representing it. We need this as international law. I do not see men here advocating for this or equality. I see Women economically forced to show their bodies so they can pay their bills whilst trying to placate their disgusted partners. All politicians should be selected for their kindness and not the free time and money they have to run political campaigns, or the fact they have been selected by a party that is an effective dictatorship. </p><p><br /></p><p>A rebalancing must occur. All buildings, roads and cities on this planet were designed by men with few exceptions. This world will simply be a bully-show until Women are loved enough to have an equal influence over every system of this Planette. That requires a backdating of influence over everything to rebalance the scales of Love and Equality. Women must direct films, have equal art and books published, have equal architectural influence, equal city planning rights. And for the foreseeable Girls should be having more influence by a degree to ensure the scales are fair. As soon as possible Girls and Boys must be able to look around and admire a world where Females have had equal design influence over this Planette of ours. A complete feminisation of our reality is the only way to set things right.</p><p><br /></p><p>Porn is rape. Looking at other women other than your partner and being sexually aroused is cheating and the women in the images are being economically raped. All modelling is rape. She consents to be beautiful in the image. She doesn't consent to having man masturbate or be aroused. Very often she has a partner of her own. Girls want to be beautiful and look good in clothes, not be subject to a man cheating his partner and being indecent towards Herself who is also happily in a relationship very often. Even single Woman should consent to being the object of masturbation attention otherwise it is also rape. It is non consensual. In fact thinking of anyone in a sexually aroused state without explicit permission is non consensual and rape. We are talking about special permissions and these should only be between two people who are serious about each other. Modern man does not cherish relationships and their partners. They think cheating and violence are just points for mirth. They think objectifying any women for an arousal boost is acceptable behaviour and teach children and women the same through force, mirth influence and economic incentive.</p><p><br /></p><p>Every single female of other species on this planet that is kept as slave (pets, farm animals, working animals) is subjected to the forcing of humanity. These people cannot freely choose their partner. They have no freedom only other members of their own species forced upon them. This is rape. All farm animals that are slaves so people can desecrate their bodies after death are raped. Men physically facilitate/ participate in these acts. Men hold and guide penises into the vaginas of raped females. They artificially inseminate penned Women to force them to have babies that will be killed before adulthood or then raped when it is their turn. Men ensure the prices of vegan foods are massively inflated to subsidise the farm rape industry to ensure consumers who don’t even fully realise the violent rape horror of it all continue to buy. Would children want to eat dead bodies if they were told when they were young that people are enslaved, half starved, tortured, brutalized, penned 12 pigs in 2 square meters space, then forcibly raped by men who hold the penis to steer it into a raped vagina before throats are slit. Every single male animal in a farm that is used for reproductive purposes is also being raped. I think people have some kind of romantic notion that farm animals roam in lovely fields and choose their mate from a bunch. No. More often than not they are raped by a man that is using that females own father to impregnate her. Forced incest, rape and torture. This normally occurs by stressing the females by coralling them and then scaring them into an enclosed space with their rapist and fellow rape victim who is a male member of their species likely their own Dad. The rapist himself being human but not humane.</p><p><br /></p><p>Men continue to allow a world where women have no say. Token gestures only. No money unless it is on male terms. Women fight to get on. But they should not have to fight and pander to bully-boy systems of violence and rape. Women have argued for health and safety improvements for years and men laugh them off.</p><p><br /></p><p>I want to see a feminised world of freedom where our children and children of all species are free to be healthy and happy. Freedom for All. This world of men is an absolute disgrace and I personally think men should understand that any day for them should be suspended until such time as they as a collective stop raping this world to death. To be honest unless something drastically changes climate change is going to cause catastrophic geographical changes. And this is all orchestrated by men who totally ignore Women.</p><p><br /></p><p>Nursery school workers earn minimum wage whilst labourers in the male-owned construction industry ensure massive profits for managers who do little but ensure health and safety laws are ignored. Whilst men in government refuse to relegislate school curriculums to teach primary school students Law from as young an age as possible. All children should leave high school with a Law Degree so they can function in reality but the legal system wants economical-intellectual monopoly to ensure you can’t self-represent. It is a very intentional decision on the part of politicians often from solicitors backgrounds to neuter the electorates ability to self-determinate. </p><p><br /></p><p>If Women were given (shouldn't need to be given!) equal say in governments across the world free from the pre-installed demands of a male-owned show. If Women could fight for what they actually want to happen in this world instead of being forced to run it through the “what will he think” “what will he do to stop me” filter. If Women didn't actually have to fight anymore because why should they. If Girls of ALL ages were designing this reality in their own image then maybe I would as a man appreciate an internationally dedicated day. Until We Have Pinky Glitter Buildings And Heart-Cushioney Bedecked Pavementisationalisticalisms And Pathways In Parks And Road Systems In New Feminine Designed Cities Laid Out In The Shape Of ♀ I will continue to be mega-critical of all men and their ignoring the plight of Women. All cars should have cameras outside and in throughout to stop abductions and rape. Cameras that get you arrested if you mess with them. All cars must be fitted with battery switches so cars can be turned off remotely by law enforcement and if anyone tinkers with them they will be arrested. All streets and public places must be fully, fully cameraed and all law breaking stopped. All women must be kept safe by self charging micro effectively invisible drone swarms in woodland to ensure Girl’s freedom to roam without not only being raped but also free from the “justified” fear of rape. All Women walk the streets and woodlands in groups or in fear or in psychological compartmentalisation. All required technologies for definitive safety are available to protect the Girls but there is a lack of political impetus because men aren't the victims, and Women who fight for the wrong things in politics are overlooked whilst being told that is the way of the world. There is enough money for the financial markets to skim away and keep us all in impoverishing inflation and ensure starvation in poor countries but not enough for technological products that cost effectively nothing to produce but are overcharged for. Government’s compulsorally purchase neighbourhoods away from generations of residents but won’t compulsory purchase medical equipment and supplies and drugs at cost covering prices instead of vast profit prices. They won’t force the world to protect Women at Cost but will force Women into prostitution on a pittance on facebook ...</p><p><br /></p><p>This is the world that men want you to live in. This is the world men make death threats to protect ...</p><p><br /></p><p>Until ALL WOMEN ARE FREE FROM FEAR I reserve my right to criticise the disgusting status quo in this world perpetuated by mans indifference.</p><p><br /></p><p>I do acknowledge that Men need emotional support; don't we All? But until Men realise what they are collectively doing through intentional indifference I will continue to fight for the rights of Women and deny men praise when the issues that are paramount are continually ignored wholesale ... to be honest the vast majority of men need to be incarcerated under current conditions ...</p><p><br /></p><p>I could go on about much more. Economic systems. Children eating bird droppings in Africa to survive. But this message is far too long already ..."</p><div><br /></div>Jason Wade Howardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08968987933637386754noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8833513835263060395.post-11708440031071162912023-10-16T01:56:00.004+01:002023-10-16T02:02:06.663+01:00Jason HowardLove : Jungle Bass Mixing Stock<p> Finally finished an old audio asset from 2008 that I produced on a Playstation 1 using "Music 2000" and I am presenting them as two mixes of the constituent riffs prepared yesterday on the Playstation. I hadn't seen these tunes for years and had forgot they even existed ... This is side 1 of 2</p><p><iframe width="560" height="315" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/videoseries?si=9HgqD-8vxnlpViJR&amp;list=PLXvKpuwiFnMKQVIbB0y1wjSYG6jmSPMVI" title="YouTube video player" frameborder="0" allow="accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture; web-share" allowfullscreen></iframe></p><p>https://youtu.be/l2zFlEH0GHo</p>Jason Wade Howardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08968987933637386754noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8833513835263060395.post-18295383987831397822023-04-02T11:26:00.000+01:002023-04-02T11:26:21.750+01:00One day Music will end ...Jason Wade Howardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08968987933637386754noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8833513835263060395.post-27471865900059523552016-07-27T21:47:00.001+01:002016-07-28T07:52:27.654+01:00All for One and One for all<p dir="ltr">If there are infinite possible configurations of matter then somewhere out there in infinity: every film ever made has actually happened in reality with one of the characters featured in each movie having dreamt of your life has written your memoirs as a hobby during off camera sections. So everything you could possibly ever think of as in any story you could concoct without exception has already happened: indeed anything that is possible any scenario involving matter or anything has happened and will happen again an infinite amount of times. You somewhere somewhen were Mickey Mouse in Steamboat Mickey. You were Genghis Khan and Mahatma Gandhi. You were a snail and hare: a bomb. You are at this very instance The Karate Kid and Mister Miyagi, an intelligent renovelisation of War and Peace, strontium atoms humming the cha cha cha. Everything and everything is you connected by space time existence infinite: at the same time now before and forever always out there somewhere. Looking for gateways.</p>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">I know they haven’t stopped chasing us. I can feel the warmth of their
weapon breath hanging in the clouds local to this place of transit. I hope it’s
a figment of my Black Hole mind. The inactivity of talent coalescing warnings
just in case; <a href="https://www.blogger.com/null">the
underused mind flipping lonely burgers in the dark.</a></span><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_4" id="_anchor_4" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_4">[W4]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<a href="https://www.blogger.com/null"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">I feel blind and lost without her;
but at least I still have our little ones safe: standing in this galaxial arm with
me, my young starmotherers are crying radiation out into the canal. My fem is
not here, the Dark Matter Worshippers killed her many galaxial cycles ago—an
explosion that’d rocked many systems of the Milky Way—but the inspiration of
the </span></a><a href="https://www.blogger.com/null"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">first starmotherer</span></a><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_5" id="_anchor_5" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_5">[W5]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;"> still supports our progeny in spirit, </span><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_6" id="_anchor_6" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_6">[W6]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">and it is this connection to her that
makes our <a href="https://www.blogger.com/null">children
weep today</a></span><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_7" id="_anchor_7" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_7">[W7]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">. We still remember that semicycle of
loss as if it were the last. And on the anniversary of the same millenium she
died, one cycle on, we have decided to revisit the place where she <a href="https://www.blogger.com/null">melded with
void.</a></span><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_8" id="_anchor_8" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_8">[W8]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<a href="https://www.blogger.com/null"></a><a href="https://www.blogger.com/null"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">It wasn’t my idea to come out here, OUT TO THIS CANAL THAT CONNECTS AND
BINDS YADDA YADDA GALAXY YADDA. America, my closest friend, had suggested after
seeing what the passing millenia of grief were doing to my state of flux. And I
can’t disagree with him. </span></a><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_9" id="_anchor_9" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_9">[W9]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">Maybe getting out there to see that dark spot in my past again, for real,
not through simulation every century after century, will help me come to terms
with her loss—in fact so worrisome was my obsession that I had had to dedicate
a whole subroutine of plasma jet matrices to slowly wean my mind away from
constant checkups (of how she’d been killed, or the exact point in space)—and
give my daughters much needed closure to refunction their systems.</span><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_10" id="_anchor_10" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_10">[W10]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<a href="https://www.blogger.com/null"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">So we wait for our transit (EXPLAIN
ABOUT TRANSIT/TRAVERSING A LITTLE) to coalesce from my youngest daughter </span></a><a href="https://www.blogger.com/null"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">Jude’s</span></a><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_11" id="_anchor_11" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_11">[W11]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;"> thoughts, these beautiful young
creatures that share my essence—correlate in some way with my quantum blueprint,
and I. I still see the sequences of my wife in their emissions, in their
dreams. They stand here angling their little radiating faces to me as if
searching for some understanding—to maybe figure out why our destination holds
such fear with me—but I do not emit. I haven’t the resources to release one
comforting transmission. </span><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_12" id="_anchor_12" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_12">[W12]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><a href="https://www.blogger.com/null"></a><a href="https://www.blogger.com/null"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">They keep their radiate focus on my </span></a><a href="https://www.blogger.com/null"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">streamer—so I entangle </span></a><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_13" id="_anchor_13" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_13">[W13]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">it so they can include themselves more in its data—but they seem
more at ease having recognised the cause of my silence is the very loss that
distresses them too.</span><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_14" id="_anchor_14" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_14">[W14]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_15" id="_anchor_15" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_15">[W15]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<a href="https://www.blogger.com/null"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">“I don’t think I can do it Dad, there
are greedy people leeching from my stream to develop new technologies,” says Jude,
</span></a><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_16" id="_anchor_16" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_16">[W16]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">“It’s difficult to keep my <a href="https://www.blogger.com/null">causal gravity buffers </a></span><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_17" id="_anchor_17" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_17">[W17]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">running at the same time . . .”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<a href="https://www.blogger.com/null"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">And seeing her struggle lifts my
melancholy somewhat</span></a><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_18" id="_anchor_18" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_18">[W18]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">. <a href="https://www.blogger.com/null">“You
<u>can</u> do it my Darling. Just don’t believe your senses wholeheartedly;
think your way forwards. Know that your population is safe and despite the
competing they will protect each other—” I say as she ....shows her strength
through action..... “—it’s part of their nature; beyond ancient memetics. The
universe shows the way. Focus on the vehicle you wish it to be.”</a></span><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_19" id="_anchor_19" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_19">[W19]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<a href="https://www.blogger.com/null"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">The exposure of waiting here, beside
the matter canal, is enough to make me flinch as a juggernaut slips by, its
dark matter form sparking and crackling, but I hide it reasonably well, a
couple more erratic moves added to cover the scare from all my daughters’
attentive young senses. Luckily my two eldest don’t seem to notice the fear, or
if they do they cover it as well as I. </span></a><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_20" id="_anchor_20" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_20">[W20]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><a href="https://www.blogger.com/null"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">Their
</span></a><a href="https://www.blogger.com/null"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">expectant</span></a><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_21" id="_anchor_21" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_21">[W21]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;"> blushes search down the
trail with the look that they might forget about the transit their sister was
working on and spiral off down the canal on their own little photon streams.</span><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_22" id="_anchor_22" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_22">[W22]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<a href="https://www.blogger.com/null"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">“My star is going to . . .” </span></a><a href="https://www.blogger.com/null"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">Desira</span></a><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_23" id="_anchor_23" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_23">[W23]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;"> pauses, looking at me as
she muses, “. . . be my governess of all the galaxies once we bring them back
together.” I think she seeks praise; I just give a slight nod and turn my
attention back to Jude who is wrinkling up her magnetosphere in concentration.</span><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_24" id="_anchor_24" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_24">[W24]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<a href="https://www.blogger.com/null"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">For a year I think I see a sidewall
phasing out of the dark matter stream, but then it is gone and Jude lets out a
whimper as she struggles to bring it back.</span></a><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_25" id="_anchor_25" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_25">[W25]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<a href="https://www.blogger.com/null"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">“Imagine there is a little girl on
your host planet who sees the future for you,” </span></a><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_26" id="_anchor_26" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_26">[W26]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">I say trying to help, and I see her <a href="https://www.blogger.com/null">magnetosphere smooth </a></span><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_27" id="_anchor_27" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_27">[W27]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">out and the <a href="https://www.blogger.com/null">sidewall
reappears and wavers to a solid.</a></span><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_28" id="_anchor_28" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_28">[W28]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;"> “You’re nearly there . . .” my <a href="https://www.blogger.com/null">entangledstreamer</a></span><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_29" id="_anchor_29" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_29">[W29]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;"> feels warm as I emit strong <a href="https://www.blogger.com/null">gamma rays </a></span><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_30" id="_anchor_30" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_30">[W30]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">with pride and encouragement: and . . . . . .<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<a href="https://www.blogger.com/null"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">The </span></a><a href="https://www.blogger.com/null"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">transit</span></a><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_31" id="_anchor_31" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_31">[W31]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;"> is here so Jude opens the <a href="https://www.blogger.com/null">teleport junction
</a></span><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_32" id="_anchor_32" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_32">[W32]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">and holds it ajar until we
all are safely inside. </span><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_33" id="_anchor_33" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_33">[W33]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><a href="https://www.blogger.com/null"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">It’s
dark at first, I’ve forgotten to mind on the lumination and consider sending
out a locatory-pulse, but my eldest Hope ups her star’s shine long enough for
me to reach the controls.</span></a><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_34" id="_anchor_34" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_34">[W34]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<a href="https://www.blogger.com/null"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">“Thanks Darling,” I say, giving her
the best background I can muster. She beams back much more convincingly than
myself and settles her two younger sisters in gravity belts before they have a
chance to flounder around the chamber. </span></a><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_35" id="_anchor_35" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_35">[W35]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><a href="https://www.blogger.com/null"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">Then
she pulls up beside me and diverts half of the workload over to her systems. I
think about refusing the offer but the set of her radiation stays my judgement.</span></a><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_36" id="_anchor_36" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_36">[W36]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<a href="https://www.blogger.com/null"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">“Don’t be sad Dad. Mummy wouldn’t
have wanted us to remember her like . . .” </span></a><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_37" id="_anchor_37" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_37">[W37]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><a href="https://www.blogger.com/null"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">but
I see her energy backing up. I put out a tendril onto her face, wondering at
the beauty of the revolving structure she presents; she kisses it lightly and
returns it gently to the controls.</span></a><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_38" id="_anchor_38" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_38">[W38]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<a href="https://www.blogger.com/null"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">My saying: “Remember to engage your
momentum fields; don’t want your civilisations to perish now do we?” </span></a><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_39" id="_anchor_39" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_39">[W39]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><a href="https://www.blogger.com/null"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">elicits
the usual groans. I don’t look to check as I know they’d done so before my
request.</span></a><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_40" id="_anchor_40" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_40">[W40]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<a href="https://www.blogger.com/null"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">We coast away roughly, the dark
matter of the canal ripping at the sides of the transit, and I have to
concentrate through weeping sensors to force the turbulent matter stream to
allow us acceleration sufficient to move over the </span></a><a href="https://www.blogger.com/null"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">speed of light </span></a><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_41" id="_anchor_41" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_41">[W41]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">once we have left Normal C<a href="https://www.blogger.com/null">luster Main.</a></span><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_42" id="_anchor_42" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_42">[W42]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_43" id="_anchor_43" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_43">[W43]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<a href="https://www.blogger.com/null"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">As we travel my mind is wandering
back over how the Universe got in this </span></a><a href="https://www.blogger.com/null"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">predicament in the first
zone. </span></a><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_44" id="_anchor_44" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_44">[W44]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">We should have bridged
these gaps a long time ago; </span><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_45" id="_anchor_45" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_45">[W45]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><a href="https://www.blogger.com/null"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">but
the other galaxies weren’t ready for the radical implications of my Fem
becoming the first </span></a><a href="https://www.blogger.com/null"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">starmotherer</span></a><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_46" id="_anchor_46" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_46">[W46]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">.</span><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_47" id="_anchor_47" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_47">[W47]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;"> <a href="https://www.blogger.com/null">The
power, not to manipulate darkmatter as had been done for </a><a href="https://www.blogger.com/null">cycles</a></span><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_48" id="_anchor_48" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_48">[W48]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">, but to convert darkmatter
itself into light by altering the physiology of stars, was seen as an affront
to the establishment as it was then.</span><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_49" id="_anchor_49" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_49">[W49]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<a href="https://www.blogger.com/null"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">“Dad, how did Mum <u>really</u> become
the first star motherer? The way you usually talk, seems different to what they
teach in my Universalities.”</span></a><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_50" id="_anchor_50" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_50">[W50]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<a href="https://www.blogger.com/null"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">“You know the official account,” I say,
imitating a Government stream, adding a rhetorical, photonic glint to my entangledstreamer;
</span></a><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_51" id="_anchor_51" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_51">[W51]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><a href="https://www.blogger.com/null"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">but
they are developed enough to handle the truth now I think:</span></a><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_52" id="_anchor_52" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_52">[W52]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;"> “Well, when she first conceived of the idea to use the <a href="https://www.blogger.com/null">Earth’s
magnetic field </a></span><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_53" id="_anchor_53" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_53">[W53]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">to effect a change in the <a href="https://www.blogger.com/null">Sun</a></span><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_54" id="_anchor_54" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_54">[W54]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;"> she realised that the tailoring of the <a href="https://www.blogger.com/null">magnetic field</a></span><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_55" id="_anchor_55" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_55">[W55]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;"> would require a <a href="https://www.blogger.com/null">conscious base to orchestrate it from within.</a></span><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_56" id="_anchor_56" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_56">[W56]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;"> <a href="https://www.blogger.com/null">She
thought the only person she could trust was herself so she injected a copy of
her own mind into the magnetic seed-like structure that eventually reordinated
the star. </a></span><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_57" id="_anchor_57" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_57">[W57]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><a href="https://www.blogger.com/null"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">The
whole story about it being an accident was a smokescreen concocted because the
powerful men of the day didn’t want any one person to take the credit for the
advance.</span></a><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_58" id="_anchor_58" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_58">[W58]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;"> <a href="https://www.blogger.com/null">She
did plan on extracting the copy back later and updating her own mind but the starmotherer
consciousness had evolved and grown to the point where to reintegrate it would have
lost too much data. </a></span><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_59" id="_anchor_59" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_59">[W59]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><a href="https://www.blogger.com/null"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">So
she couldn’t <u>be</u> what her copy had become, she could only transfer a
basic version of the knowledge acquired back into her original’s mind.” </span></a><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_60" id="_anchor_60" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_60">[W60]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">Jude’s<a href="https://www.blogger.com/null"> face emitted
interested spectrums. </a></span><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_61" id="_anchor_61" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_61">[W61]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><a href="https://www.blogger.com/null"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">I
couldn’t remember those times myself.</span></a><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_62" id="_anchor_62" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_62">[W62]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;"> <a href="https://www.blogger.com/null">My </a><a href="https://www.blogger.com/null">wife</a></span><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_63" id="_anchor_63" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_63">[W63]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;"> had created me millions of
years later, once her star’s physiology transitioning fully to <a href="https://www.blogger.com/null">psychology</a></span><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_64" id="_anchor_64" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_64">[MSOffice64]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;"> had reached sufficient
emotional-intellectual maturity for her to realise she needed a contemporary vent
for her desire to procreate. </span><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_65" id="_anchor_65" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_65">[W65]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><a href="https://www.blogger.com/null"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">My
formation/birth occurred when my wife’s star had expanded its magnetic field
wide enough to affect a nearby black hole into a new quantum mechanical form .
. . me.</span></a><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_66" id="_anchor_66" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_66">[W66]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<a href="https://www.blogger.com/null"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">“So is her original dead like they
say?” Hope says, in her inattentive way that always surprises me she is even
listening.</span></a><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_67" id="_anchor_67" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_67">[W67]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<a href="https://www.blogger.com/null"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">“She was perpetuated for some time .
. . Towards the end against her wishes. Not even your mother could protect her
original-self from the fanaticism of her own system’s civilisations. </span></a><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_68" id="_anchor_68" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_68">[W68]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><a href="https://www.blogger.com/null"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">Venus’s
artificial gas dwarf twin Extrafeme, one of the lesser known planets in your
mother’s system</span></a><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_69" id="_anchor_69" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_69">[W69]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">, was used as a housing-planet, but <a href="https://www.blogger.com/null">not even the fantasistical freedom of having so
much matter at her whim could convince her to carry on. </a></span><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_70" id="_anchor_70" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_70">[W70]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><a href="https://www.blogger.com/null"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">Extrafeme’s
</span></a><a href="https://www.blogger.com/null"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">global storm of the Millennia of Dread (in sync with the battle between
first starmotherers and darkmatterers) pinched off her influence,</span></a><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_71" id="_anchor_71" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_71">[W71]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;"> and she voluntarily melded
her mind with The gas planet’s All. </span><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_72" id="_anchor_72" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_72">[W72]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><a href="https://www.blogger.com/null"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">No
doubt she exists in some form within, but nothing is going to convince her to
come out; believe me I tried after your mother perished, I was so desperate to
find a way of resurrecting her . . . and her </span></a><a href="https://www.blogger.com/null"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">original</span></a><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_73" id="_anchor_73" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_73">[W73]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;"> was her core cultural
ideals . . . But of course it wouldn’t be her, not really. Your mother was a <u>starmotherer</u>.”</span><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_74" id="_anchor_74" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_74">[W74]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<a href="https://www.blogger.com/null"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">The whole starmotherer experiment hadn’t
sat well with the peoples of certain other galaxies. </span></a><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_75" id="_anchor_75" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_75">[W75]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><a href="https://www.blogger.com/null"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">Their
worshipping of darkmatter raised ethical issues with our movement’s progression—the
conversion of the medium they had held sacrosanct for so long, </span></a><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_76" id="_anchor_76" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_76">[W76]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><a href="https://www.blogger.com/null"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">the
substance that had allowed the spread of life through the cosmos, even allowed
the every millennia logistics of shuffling resources around the galaxies on the
darkcanals; </span></a><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_77" id="_anchor_77" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_77">[W77]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><a href="https://www.blogger.com/null"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">how
could it now be converted into a new medium of light as matter—and <u>ethical</u>
issues had soon escalated into violent backlashes and suicide supernovae.</span></a><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_78" id="_anchor_78" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_78">[W78]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<a href="https://www.blogger.com/null"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">“Dad; so why isn’t the true history
taught?” she said . . . .<o:p></o:p></span></a></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">“We are held emotional hostage by the
threat of the Darkmatterers</span><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_79" id="_anchor_79" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_79">[W79]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">. <a href="https://www.blogger.com/null">They
threaten to strike out at our young systems so we choose to teach a watered
down version to keep the peace. </a></span><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_80" id="_anchor_80" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_80">[W80]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><a href="https://www.blogger.com/null"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">But
I think it is time you girls knew the truth. We are more developed than the
Darkmatterer Galaxies, this comes with the use of </span></a><a href="https://www.blogger.com/null"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">Lightmatter Bridgings </span></a><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_81" id="_anchor_81" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_81">[W81]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">and the wealth produced, </span><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_82" id="_anchor_82" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_82">[W82]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">but individuals who speak out or teach out material that disagrees with
Darkmatterer doctrine are actively targeted. Extremist worshippers, who have
lived among us here in the <a href="https://www.blogger.com/null">Milky Way</a></span><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_83" id="_anchor_83" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_83">[W83]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;"> for many cycles run portal cells, channelling in <a href="https://www.blogger.com/null">robotics and weapons of absolute
destruction </a></span><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_84" id="_anchor_84" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_84">[W84]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">. . . ” <a href="https://www.blogger.com/null">I sense in my daughters tensions brewing so clip off my
rendition: “But now isn’t the time for the heavy talk. There’ll be plenty
prospect for history after our dedication.”</a></span><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_85" id="_anchor_85" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_85">[MSOffice85]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<a href="https://www.blogger.com/null"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">“Can we lay some starbursts at her
nebula?” says my middle child; we can always rely on her to cut through the
darkness.</span></a><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_86" id="_anchor_86" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_86">[W86]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<a href="https://www.blogger.com/null"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">“Sure we can Desira. Are you going to
make them?” She ripples her magnetosphere in assent and then turns away to mischief
with her sister. </span></a><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_87" id="_anchor_87" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_87">[W87]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<a href="https://www.blogger.com/null"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">Just watching the young ones in the
back sparring their magnetospheres, </span></a><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_88" id="_anchor_88" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_88">[W88]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><a href="https://www.blogger.com/null"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">orbiting
probes that curl in and out of their magnetocilial protrusions, is enough to
lift any black hole’s melancholy.</span></a><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_89" id="_anchor_89" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_89">[W89]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<a href="https://www.blogger.com/null"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">I boost us on down the darkmatter canal—imagining
the dark stream no more turned to light, beautiful as the bridges we build to
bring us back together again—moving towards the boundaries of our galaxy, a
little apprehensive of the emotions this trip may </span></a><a href="https://www.blogger.com/null"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">evoke</span></a><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_90" id="_anchor_90" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_90">[W90]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">.</span><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_91" id="_anchor_91" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_91">[W91]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">ADD IN SOME
KIND OF TURBULENCE AND FEAR FACTOR WITHIN THIS FIRST SECTION TO KEEP SOME
SEMBLANCE OF TENSION RAMPED. And descriptions of the kids fooling around
in the back; but then they are being
chased and attacked. But escape.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><a href="https://www.blogger.com/null"></a><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_92" id="_anchor_92" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_92">[W92]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">Peripheral Reason<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<a href="https://www.blogger.com/null"></a><a href="https://www.blogger.com/null"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">I get out </span></a><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_93" id="_anchor_93" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_93">[W93]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">of the transit. We are on
the end of the <a href="https://www.blogger.com/null">Reason
Arm</a></span><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_94" id="_anchor_94" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_94">[W94]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">: </span><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_95" id="_anchor_95" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_95">[W95]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><a href="https://www.blogger.com/null"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">a
jutting bent arrow of systems on the periphery of the Milky Way. </span></a><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_96" id="_anchor_96" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_96">[W96]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><a href="https://www.blogger.com/null"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">The
sky is the usual mostly black you get out here at the edge</span></a><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_97" id="_anchor_97" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_97">[W97]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">; <a href="https://www.blogger.com/null">those
Dark Mattered </a><a href="https://www.blogger.com/null">bastards</a><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="line-height: 200%; mso-ansi-font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_98" id="_anchor_98" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_98">[W98]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span> have seen to that through inaction in our
galaxies and sabotage in their own:</span><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_99" id="_anchor_99" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_99">[W99]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;"> <a href="https://www.blogger.com/null">I
suppose the status quo for them is too profitable to bring into question. </a></span><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_100" id="_anchor_100" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_100">[W100]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<a href="https://www.blogger.com/null"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">But I can see
the reassuring light bridges produced by our starmotherers—now trillions in
number, spreading fast across many galaxies—they reach out to Andromeda, a
momentary lift to my spirits accompanying their survey. They clutch out into
the darkness—but I can still see their ends, even on the realtime app—they have
a long way to cover before they will meet the twinning bridges of Andromeda to
pull us back together. </span></a><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_101" id="_anchor_101" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_101">[W101]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><a href="https://www.blogger.com/null"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">We may be able to transfer data
through our familial entanglements instantaneously, and even travel across on
shipping software versions, but having our cousins back with us in one
supergalaxy, like it was during the collisional cycles, is something more
important than eternalife itself.</span></a><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_102" id="_anchor_102" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_102">[W102]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<a href="https://www.blogger.com/null"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">My girls take
off in front of me into the consumerist nebula, and I feel my radiation pang as
I worry I might lose sight of them in the waste zones. And then I see an
unidentifying fleet fall out of cloak—as if coalescing from the Consumer cloud—near
to my Hope and my heart sinks.</span></a><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_103" id="_anchor_103" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_103">[W103]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;"> <a href="https://www.blogger.com/null">The millions of ships envelop her—she is
useless to resist—and send out demanding signals in my direction. </a></span><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_104" id="_anchor_104" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_104">[W104]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><a href="https://www.blogger.com/null"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">When the particles hit I recognise
the codes as </span></a><a href="https://www.blogger.com/null"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">Arthur</span></a><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_105" id="_anchor_105" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_105">[W105]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;"> and relax,</span><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_106" id="_anchor_106" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_106">[W106]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;"> and so <a href="https://www.blogger.com/null">connect my entangledstreamer:</a></span><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_107" id="_anchor_107" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_107">[W107]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;"> <a href="https://www.blogger.com/null">“You got me worried for a decade’s time
then,” I say not happy. </a></span><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_108" id="_anchor_108" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_108">[W108]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">(pass through consumer cloud? add in
where?)<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<a href="https://www.blogger.com/null"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">“You shouldn’t
let them run off like that,” says the multifaceted robotic hive mind that is
Arthur in deeper than deep tones to a man’s perception. “I can’t guarantee
protection until I actually arrive,” the signal is stern but I see flashing
pulses customary to Arthur when he sees me, and only me; I know he respects my
power and promises laid down for our future.</span></a><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_109" id="_anchor_109" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_109">[W109]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<a href="https://www.blogger.com/null"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">And this is not
really the safest place to not have Arthur around, so I’d asked him to meet me
here. This was one of those backwater galaxialist hives, DARKMATTERER WANNABES AND
SYMPATHISERS carefully perpetuated remnants of one of the rare times a major
collision had actually happened during the Collisional </span></a><a href="https://www.blogger.com/null"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">Cycles. </span></a><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_110" id="_anchor_110" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_110">[MSOffice110]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_111" id="_anchor_111" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_111">[W111]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">“<a href="https://www.blogger.com/null">Oh, I think
we found a friend of yours,” says Arthur, </a></span><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_112" id="_anchor_112" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_112">[W112]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><a href="https://www.blogger.com/null"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">peeling his ships apart like an aggressively
splitting gulp of terran swallows . . . I see America blasting out greetings
radiations as Arthur’s fleet reveal him in all his glory. </span></a><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_113" id="_anchor_113" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_113">[W113]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><a href="https://www.blogger.com/null"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">The largest super massive black hole
this side of Ragnarok extends a field but keeps a cool, accepted,
gravitationally safe distance. My daughters afford him no such respect as they
drive past his event horizon for buffeting and hugs.</span></a><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_114" id="_anchor_114" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_114">[W114]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<a href="https://www.blogger.com/null"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">“How’s </span></a><a href="https://www.blogger.com/null"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">Andromeda</span></a><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_115" id="_anchor_115" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_115">[W115]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">, America?” I say glint firmly in my beams. “I trust your bridges are
keeping up with ours?”</span><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_116" id="_anchor_116" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_116">[W116]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<a href="https://www.blogger.com/null"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">“If you didn’t
steal all our best scientists we’d be further along,” he smiled and lied.<o:p></o:p></span></a></div>
<div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle">
<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">“We try to recruit as many from the
Darkmatter galaxies as we can . . . better than your lot,” and we do embrace
now, deflectors clapping on backing up sparks flying. “I can’t quite get my
deflector arms right the way round you,” I prod.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle">
<span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_117" id="_anchor_117" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_117">[W117]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><a href="https://www.blogger.com/null"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">He pushes me away with gravity
reversal: </span></a><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_118" id="_anchor_118" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_118">[W118]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">“<a href="https://www.blogger.com/null">I am evolving much faster than you,”
laughing; “sometimes more is better.”<o:p></o:p></a></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">“Play it your way . . . So, are you
coming with us?” I say on a silent channel.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_119" id="_anchor_119" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_119">[W119]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><a href="https://www.blogger.com/null"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">“I have some business in town,” he
says coolly and out loud, pointing at the cloud; for the benefit of the girls I
assume.</span></a><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_120" id="_anchor_120" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_120">[W120]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<a href="https://www.blogger.com/null"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">“Won’t you come
with us?” Jude cries rhetorically, spinning out redshifting longings at him.</span></a><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_121" id="_anchor_121" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_121">[W121]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<a href="https://www.blogger.com/null"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">“Please come
with us—” Desira chimes up; both girls coalesce four sets of four Dyson-Swarm-type
holograms and chuck them towards America. He catches them within his event
horizon and—without breaking their formations—juggles them down to a small
point and gobbles them up. </span></a><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_122" id="_anchor_122" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_122">[W122]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<a href="https://www.blogger.com/null"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">“Alright,
alright . . . how can I deny you wonderful girls this time.”</span></a><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_123" id="_anchor_123" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_123">[W123]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<a href="https://www.blogger.com/null"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">“Not just for
us.”<o:p></o:p></span></a></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">“For dad too.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle">
<span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_124" id="_anchor_124" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_124">[W124]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><a href="https://www.blogger.com/null"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">“He needs us to . . .” but then she
falls silent and glances a beam at me. I say nothing. I </span></a><a href="https://www.blogger.com/null"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">think</span></a><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_125" id="_anchor_125" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_125">[W125]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;"> the disquiet will be appropriate for the short trip out.</span><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_126" id="_anchor_126" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_126">[W126]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<a href="https://www.blogger.com/null"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">America claps me
on the </span></a><a href="https://www.blogger.com/null"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">ergosphere</span></a><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_127" id="_anchor_127" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_127">[W127]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;"> and we boost off. </span><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_128" id="_anchor_128" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_128">[W128]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><a href="https://www.blogger.com/null"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">Once the girls see us move away down
the sidestream, Desira and Hope skip off ahead, swirling and twirling in delight
through clouds of debris and collected planetary detritus: </span></a><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_129" id="_anchor_129" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_129">[W129]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><a href="https://www.blogger.com/null"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">Arthur trying his hardest to stay
just in front of them but being used as a cone to circle around and through in
their ad lib game.</span></a><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_130" id="_anchor_130" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_130">[W130]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;"> <a href="https://www.blogger.com/null">Jude follows with a disposition of
reluctance.</a></span><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_131" id="_anchor_131" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_131">[W131]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">As
<a href="https://www.blogger.com/null">we travel
we inherently group</a></span><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_132" id="_anchor_132" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_132">[W132]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">-up, and Galaxialist systems do what
it is in their nature—by forcing us to travel through pitched asteroids and
clouds formed by impacts—to hinder our journey. To my surprise the violence
doesn’t frighten my young starmotherers; the bitterness perplexes them but the
evolving patterns of lithic barrage while disgusting them hold little bite as a
path through these turgid backstreams is easily forced by a collection such as
ours. For a moment we are freed of the mourning that had gripped us on the way
here, and the memory of her is far from our minds.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">“They
pepper us because they know who we are,” says America, a resolute cast to his
radiation emissions.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle">
<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">“As
long as it only adds up to slung rocks I think we can handle it,” says Arthur,
his ships surrounding us, targeting the incoming with curling particulated
beams and archaic style nukes he is quantifacturing on the fly from the dust
produced, to sally right back in random directions. As if they had heard him
the Galaxialists up their frequencies tenfold in the blink of an eclipse.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle">
<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;"> I can tell from the expressiveness of Arthur’s
wings’ formations that he is enjoying this all immensely; inventive patterns to
the lay-eye would seem embellished, reckless no doubt. But I could see the
tight tolerances the complex displays were being forced to adhere to to keep too
many chunks from filtering through the defences. His enjoyment was in no way a reciprocate
measure of how much danger my girls’ planets were really in. Even the home
defence grids of the maximalised populations spread through their star systems,
advanced as they were, would be no match for the trillions of rocks that would
careen through a gap of a few thousand kilometres.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle">
<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">“These
traitorous bastards have dialogue with Dark Matterer scum. We have intercepted
communications unbounded over the last many cycles,” says America sharing a
seemingly infinite sized bandwidth of streaming bytes. I meet his stream with
an identical one of my own and they cancel each other out. America gives out a
wry expressiveness in his ...... <o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle">
<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;"> “With you here I thought we’d have better than
enough protection for this trip. They must’ve been building up for this for
millennia.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle">
<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">“Don’t
be too hard on yourself,” says America, “it’ll take more than this,” he says
pointing all around, “to derail our de-escalation of violence.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle">
<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">Inside
I agree with him; we have achieved too much since the new technological
dispositions my wife had bequeathed to us for it to all end here. Fuck. Would
it even end here; how can I be so arrogant to think that my daughters, America
and myself are so important a part of the direction evolution must surely follow
by rote?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle">
<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">And
just as the violence around us was turning my thoughts back into my head, back
to that day when I had <a href="https://www.blogger.com/null">lost her </a></span><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_133" id="_anchor_133" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_133">[W133]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">to untold pain and then void, the
volleying from the Galaxialist outposts ceased, as if turned off by a clapper
or a mindswipe gate.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormalCxSpMiddle">
<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">“Do
you remember the happenstance of when we first met—” says America stopping up
his magnetospheral influences, making a show of turning his focus in my
direction, “—that first day of recognition that we were both indeed sentient.
Somehow your internal quantum mechanical machinations, <a href="https://www.blogger.com/null">unbeknownst</a></span><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_134" id="_anchor_134" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_134">[W134]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;"> to yourself, had leaked out into the
shell that was me before awakenin—” <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">“Yeah,
and through my careful ministrations your mind evolved out to the point where
we went to war with each—”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">“Well
at that first moment I knew that it was going to be your desire to join our two
galaxies together. And the prospect of that both disgusted and terrorised my
newly found consciousness. I mean, how was I to know the inhabitants of the
Milkyway were going to evolve to the point where they would be worthy of their
galaxies name. How could such a young black hole be expected to read such a
future.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">“There
is a lot of actions I regret from the times of Collisionism; I thought we were
over all of that?”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">“My
point is that we shouldn’t be so hasty to judge the ignorance of the
Galaxialists, or indeed the Dark Matterers,” and then I got the point of his
retreading old tropes; he wasn’t speaking for my benefit, though he was
directly addressing me. He was speaking directly to my daughters and the
possible effects this extreme situation could be having over their <a href="https://www.blogger.com/null">populations</a></span><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_135" id="_anchor_135" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_135">[W135]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">, the addressing of myself merely a
contrivance to show how important his statements were for their younger minds.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">The
girls <u>were</u> indeed rapt in his words.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">The
egos of the governments in charge at the time were just too greedy to stomach
any kind of power sharing exercise. Andromeda deemed The Milky Way to be too
advanced and powerful to risk being cast into something new under its umbrella.
England uk history). They used dark matter to buffer and violently prevent the
galaxies joining. The milkyway wanted to take Andromeda and colonise and
control it but Andromeda used the assistance of another smaller galaxy (which
it merges with) to prevent milkyway exerting influence and allowing the joining
of the galaxies to occur naturally.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">The
cultural mixing with their larger economy—during the extinction phases of the
Great Collision (The Milky Way is home to advanced civilisations. The scenario
we are discussing is taking place in other galaxies that have been oppressed
for a long time. There is a real disparity between the galaxies and there
technological prowess. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">The
galaxies are not prevented from colliding; they are manipulated in such a way
as to facilitate them to pass through each other (though there is some violent
interaction). The Milkyway is very advanced in the story's present.)—still
links us in ideology and support, but our antiproliferation treaties mean our
borders are breached now with more confidence. The Dark Galaxies sense our
weakness.)<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">I now
realised why the Galaxialists had ceased their onslaught. We had reached the central
hub of the end of the arm of Reason. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">“Don’t
worry too much,” chimed an automated response satellite, “That kind’a welcome
is common to Outworlds round here. To be sure, the fact you’re whole systems and
black holes no less, has got them ‘specially riled tomillenia; not used to
seeing your kinds travelling this far out, but I’ve seen worse.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">And then
the satellite turned off his attention and ignored us.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">The
metacasino that was the capital of Reason consisted of a dense and large cloud
of unruly, highly evolved dust particles, smart enough to realise that to
coalesce just enough that their cultural differences didn’t mix drew in
megatonnes of interested sentients who always left with less matter than they
came in with. Betting on which speck of matter would interact with another
speck of matter seemed to be so fascinating to Galaxialists that whole planets
lost their crusts from their backwards ways, or even went so far as to have
molten cores snuffed out by energy reapers and
nanodisassemblers: as the cloud grew fatter. It was almost like a
microcosm of what the dark matter worshippers designed for their galaxies and
the universe; keep things spread out as an ideological paradigm. <a href="https://www.blogger.com/null">Conserve</a></span><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_136" id="_anchor_136" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_136">[W136]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;"> the rights of the smallest
minorities of sentience to maintain their borders and separations by wholesale
scuppering of memetic evolution. This smaller version benefitted quite well
from the galaxialismistic views that harbouring the freedom to war as separate
power structures inevitably manifested in interesting seemingly random matter
collisions to bet on.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">“Girls . .
. don’t look at the <a href="https://www.blogger.com/null">monopolies.</a></span><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_137" id="_anchor_137" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_137">[W137]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;"> It’s not a suitable example.” I can
feel the scans of the cloud’s trillions of factions being fed to me by transmissions
from my girls. The lust to destroy something so complexly aware creates
brainstorming maps of communications from countless motes of intelligence. I
pull the girls close, under my event horizon to shield them from predatory,
lustful beams.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">“They’d
chop you up and sell you off to the highest bidders in a <a href="https://www.blogger.com/null">sunstorm</a></span><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_138" id="_anchor_138" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_138">[W138]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">,” I said in explanation. Why the
hell had I sheltered them from these truths for so long? If their mother was
here she’d be slapping my face in disgust at how I’d perpetuated their naivety.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;"> AND THEY TALK AS THEY WALK (build tension): THROUGH
BAD ZONE TO GRAVEYARD<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">“At
least they don’t pelt us,” says Desira.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">“They’re
too greedy to waste their tiny accumulations. I’ve been watching them. All they
do is exchange atoms around and around in circles until they have shrunken down
from planet size to small dust cloud, but I reckon they’d never let go of
matter on a zero-chance.” Hope falls silent and leads the way out of the
metacasino and into a volume that is as devoid of matter as the cloud had been
abundant. And we all hush our emissions instinctively knowing we drew closer to
the nofield. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">Then
I see it. A globe of black so pitch it is darker than the visible universe’s
vacuousness. We head towards the dark gravefield . . . I bite my ergosphere
down in volume until it nearly touches my event horizon, to bring my mind away
from the pain of being back here; and the irony of this useless gesture, as why
else did we come? We pass a threshold and are met with a sight so expansive in
its scope that it dwarfs the metacasino down to insignificance.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">“Father,
it’s full of planets—” says Jude, and I can see her mind whirring: “why don’t
the monopolies simply take the matter that’s in here? There’s enough atoms to
grow their cloud out to ten times its size.” <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">and
I curse the naivety and ignorance I have allowed to cultivate itself in my
absence of attention through grief. As far as any nonentangled sense can see is
a sea of dead planets, planetoids and dark stars; held in stasis fields to
prevent gravitational collapses and the reevolutions of matter that could
bring. This place is dead and every one sentience, for differing <a href="https://www.blogger.com/null">reasons</a></span><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_140" id="_anchor_140" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_140">[W140]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">, wants to keep it that way.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">“This
place has become a dumping ground for <a href="https://www.blogger.com/null">war-destroyed </a></span><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_141" id="_anchor_141" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_141">[W141]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">planets since your mother met <a href="https://www.blogger.com/null">Oblivion</a></span><span class="MsoCommentReference"><span style="font-size: 8.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><!--[if !supportAnnotations]--><a class="msocomanchor" href="file:///F:/Jason/Short%20Stories/Universalisation.docx#_msocom_142" id="_anchor_142" language="JavaScript" name="_msoanchor_142">[W142]</a><!--[endif]--> </span></span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">,” I say, bowing my entangled stream
as if the curve galaxial-downwards could make the horror of this place more
bearable. “It started off in memory of her; so it becomes a literal graveyard;
there may be no physical remnants of her as such, but the planets provide
tangible gravity to her memory.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">My
girls huddle into my event horizon further, their stars blueshifting then
returning to norm.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">“Do
you want to unite our vision for a little while?” America takes this as cue to
slip out of my attention with Arthur’s swarming in tow; the girls don’t answer
but I feel the retinal radiation soakers of my entangledstreamer’s input boost
exponentially and zoom out in all directions a three dimensional simulation of
the planet field. I can feel the torment of my children’s populations climbing
for my wife, the greatest individual minds of us clamouring to vent their
frustrations and disgust of the new information they now received from me. That
she wasn’t just murdered. That she was tortured for...... I didn’t want my
girls to know this much of the truth but being here again is stripping me down .
. . I can’t feel anything . . . it feels like the zoom function won’t end and as
much as this field of destruction has no end in its record of the pain and
suffering of humans who perished on these irradiated worlds. I am out of
control and I assume one of my daughters has seized our vision . . . “Father.
The pain. The suffering.” And I feel Desira’s starbursts thrust out like a
tangle of randomised sidewinding snakes; but as if programmed or destined
towards one heat source in the future they all curl about and impact all in one
spot towards the edge of the simulation in my mind. The heat burst fries our
connectedness.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">I’m
flashed back to my black hole vision to see America being stabbed by Dark
Matterer lances. Banking smart lasers spaghettifying a webbing of golden chaos
through his bloated midriff. And despite the fact many of the smart lasers are
pinching each other out in mutinous attacks on fellow source machine-planets,
it’s apparent America is now pinioned to one volume of space. He tries to
expand his gravitational influence but the more he struggles to right himself
and his immediate surroundings the loopier the bonds become. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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pastpresent masculinism must go forwards. He still sees the feminism-streak
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greed and pursuit of power is something the youngsters believe adults want them
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forces to free themselves and allow BH and America to combat the dark
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and enforce new ideal. Men have neglected to see the light, though they
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adults. Hope can help recognise the grave</span> <span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial;">seriousness of ending the old ways jude frees us from
(giving her structure and ability to not destroy herself(both D and J)) and the
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when passed onto the young. Old have to feel and wonder what the young want to
present re-evolving of old ways.</span> <span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial;">Then the young will give love and thanks to the old by
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trying to prevent the ascent/transport forwards. He is happy at his childs
bearing, but also sad about death of his wife ADD IN moving towards the ability
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is a normal women, a scientist, who transcended within the code (copy of
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of power, the socialist and women influenced ideas of inclusion and real
community. Seeing the light; living in light.</span> <span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial;">Altering the nature of those we worship
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first truly intelligent men BHs. But of course the old desires and social
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looked after/greenism to effect a change in selfishness and consumerism/ do
things not in a slowing down development way but in a more clever inclusive
way/less wastage</span> <span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial;">and
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Neocul</span> <span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial;">old
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them a psychology for the first time(The psychology of the stars, created by
people, is the basis for a star motherer’s intellectual development. It grew
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that drives womankind isn’t dead. The extreme feminism (the original woman?)
adopted by the first starmotherer to battle and fight the darkmatterers is an
outmoded feminism that was overly feministic, but had strong ideals which now
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into the starmotherers new combined existence with BH</span> <span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial;">she and he assume human form.
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of community through common belief/tech (</span><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial;">different systems played with at first, which we all evenly
matched, but not transferable as explosions between different types of dark
matter streams occurred. </span><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial;">Until new system came (science) newage</span> <span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial;">(TO BE USED LATER?)</span></span></div>
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mass but at speed of light, that doesn’t destroy things, and because of the
mass higher than light travel occurs; this works by matter being fooled it
isn't being observed, so it behaves differently to how it should and is then
able to be carried; this technique was first used to allow dark matter to carry
more load (people aren't looking then evil can prevail in its business); but
then later a more free nonobservance policy actually allows the light bridges
to be built; without being fooled they are in a observable-vacuum they wouldn't
be able to carry the loads they do (quantum mechanical foibles)</span><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial;">.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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speaking out against the teachings of islam etc. Bad peoples interpretation of
texts and refusal to entertain change. Respect of minority and difference
wrongly used as emotional blackmail to accept oppressive practices (we have our
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directions not just one like dark matter, dark matter flows like water. Light
is able to propagate in both directions simultaneously/ And when it does so it
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lost in consumerisms clutches; waste of resources. Unknown danger is the loss
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no longer worry about comsumeristic tendencies as consumerism seeks to create a
perfect kingdom on earth(Arthur), so why worry.</span> <span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial;">But the consuming of weapons to keep arthurian
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old was overbearingly masculine, and overprotective to the point of extreme
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consumerism shipments to the world and they swallow it, American culture is
aggressive in its allure.</span> <span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial;">a position achieved because of the first greeting of a nuclear weapon,
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violence in history, this side of nuclear Armageddon extends a field that will
keep powers serious acts of gravitas at safe distance(cold war). But the women
of the world do not respect or like this act, but manage to drive past this
travesty and embrace what emerged culturally from it(the shock to the world
drove change for the good). Military fear may exist, but there is no such fear
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light/hologram of: 4=strong Spheres that absorb idolic popculture</span> <span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial;">join with the event horizon the
war produced(see index)</span> <span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial;">America gobbles up the new culture; that aims to give women all they
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feminism? . . . but she doesn’t say it because the irony of men not missing
feminism consciously, though culture of men is suffering. But one of those
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Jason Wade Howardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08968987933637386754noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8833513835263060395.post-23775788991921818862015-02-02T23:23:00.001+00:002015-02-03T00:17:36.256+00:00Passing Thoughts on the Militaristic Propensity of Alien Cultures and the Small Matter of Artistic Innovation Within Science Fiction<p dir="ltr">So existing within a worldwide genre as popular as Science Fiction one must constantly frogger past trope-laden vehicles that all seem to be travelling in a common direction. We see film after film besmirch our universal cousins; degradate the spirit of Life upon an entertainment/adrenaline addicted consumer. Stories being told as stories. Because scenes with bad guys make a story work.</p>
<p dir="ltr">It's not too say nobody ever wrote a book with friendly aliens or made a film that didn't show a helping hand from the stars. But surely to assume the worst is more about our emotion-based sadomasochistic tendencies than it is about the more probable. </p>
<p dir="ltr">It's not like there's a lack of space out there?</p>
<p dir="ltr">It is worth considering that to escape one's planet and achieve any meaningful foray into the cosmos civilisations must attain a level of social community, inclusion and harmony--a moral fibre as it were that would internally prohibit tyrannical and tribal/species-biased territorial advancement to the detriment of lesser culture. As in: the alien civilisations that are already out there, if stumbled across, would be far more likely to be benign in militaristic propensity than have an innate lust or drive to enslave us or steal our infinitesimally insignificant supply of energy or atoms.</p>
<p dir="ltr">We need to badly get over this kind of derivative humanoid-based Star Trek-esque model that sucks away the imagination of our brightest hopes, our children, book by book.</p>
<p dir="ltr">Now please don't get me wrong. No writer can operate in a vacuum. Indeed publishers operate on safe deals and derivative content that delivers pulp fiction to these masses. And there is pleasure to be derived from the consumption of clever writing that operates within these chains. I am so looking forward to seeing Abrams' s Star Wars. But the point I proffer here, about shunning convention.... breaking down traditional form. Well I stoically believe a good writer will always seek to operate as close to the frontier of what is acceptable as possible. To stretch the reader and the genre to its limits.</p>
<p dir="ltr">One need not write a whole book that is so alien to what's come before as to be an impossible read. But a short story can, and must, as far as I'm concerned, operate within the realms of cloud cuckoo land (if I can use a cliched idiom to explain an innovation).</p>
<p dir="ltr">Every story is a combo of trope and the undreamed of as yet future. And the best Science Fiction novels will include sections that will challenge one and <u>all</u> to the very core.</p>
<p dir="ltr">What I suppose I am trying to say with this stream of consciouness exhalation is do not tread meekly through the Earth--rip galaxies apart through the mind.</p>
Jason Wade Howardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08968987933637386754noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8833513835263060395.post-21687106556924181602014-02-09T19:41:00.000+00:002014-02-09T19:41:03.506+00:00Corruption: embedded culture or default social mechanism: a non-definitive rantWhat is the root-cause of corruption? Embedded culture, default social mechanism, or something else/more complex?<br />
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I would say that the nature of the corruption stems from the environ.
Corruption from affluence is greed based. Corruption from poverty is
more need based. But is corruption something learned in certain
circumstances, or simply human-nature-based? Is corruption in itself a
bad thing? Is it just a way for governments to prevent humans having an
easy time, and to then be able to tax us by outlawing transactions that
circumnavigate the system? Is it all a matter of perspective? How can we
expect power people or even nations to adopt western views towards
corruption when we do indeed have it very easy here, and we allow our
biggest companies to be corrupt by floating on the frontiers of sytems
of tax avoidance and squeezing the third world. Are we all indeed
contributing to a wholly corrupt world order that in its complexity
outlaws atavistic corruptions yet perpetuates advanced and intelligent
forms of money juggling . . .<br /><br />So from my rant I must glean that
it is indeed human nature to want more; and one form of that manifests
itself wholly by instinct through corruption . . . Jason Wade Howardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08968987933637386754noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8833513835263060395.post-29870340901289360742014-02-09T18:19:00.003+00:002014-02-09T19:14:10.085+00:00Not caring about not caring.I am sure this isn't a social mode unique to the UK. But there is some truth to the idea that people don't care about not caring; and this in fact puts emphasis on the idea that to not care can be seen as cool. This for me is a condition that pervades youth culture in the UK. In Africa you may find the opposite where school children who don't do their homework are bullied by their school mates, whilst in certain school-age mindsets in the developed world decadent attitudes are encouraged. Maybe where it comes easy, a need to be sensible is not something essential for survival so societal modes scrape through and even succeed to recorrect their fostering of Michael Jackson-esque "I'm Bad, I'm Bad" type-stuff . . .<br />
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But why does this attitude bear weight in a society where parental memes should surely overbear juvenile inadequacies? So why is it still considered that to rebel is a positive condition? Is it a lack of maturation throughout modern culture? Is it the mistaking of violence and bad social examples set in the arts which are designed to appeal to the intelligent who recognise the satirical element in bad-examples for what they are, simply a problem for the ignorant and not the writers? Or do the "intelligentsia" expect too much of the mainstream canon's assessment by the everyhuman?<br />
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This monologue is leaning towards TV and Film as an influence because they are hands-down the most influential form of input for the masses. The <a href="http://jasonwadehoward.blogspot.co.uk/2013/03/violence-in-literature.html" target="_blank">violence in literature</a> is one aspect to consider. But the perpetuation of "juvenile" type psychologies that I suggest exist as a result of ignorance are not only a corollary of violence in the arts but in the complete dynamic of the modern social umbrella and its effects on keeping people ignorant. I have to say that I truly believe that there is a better way to approach education in our school systems. I myself found a true ability to breakdown metaphor not locked within Shakespeare or mundane and childish-soul destroying texts that English departments across the school system pedal, but through the self-learned analysis of film. If we put more weight upon film as an art form within schools, and expected more of our students in Art and Film lessons, to build the ability to link metaphor to image and not just to challenging texts, then we would be getting closer to not only tapping into an existing love for the arts (TV and Film especially) but also closer to eradicating or at least seizing mindscape back from the "cool to not care" camp. If we make, that which we wish our kids to care about, be relatively focused upon things they already care about and think are cool then we could very well tap into a much broaderband of achievement for society as a whole.<br />
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The propensity to then translate this ability to breakdown metaphor back into reading and appreciation of other art forms, I for one can attest to the fact, will flourish.<br />
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Would and could say more but that's enough . . .Jason Wade Howardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08968987933637386754noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8833513835263060395.post-90427043488699029222013-11-29T20:50:00.001+00:002013-12-01T01:41:50.904+00:00Morals in society: Are they needed?<div class="Mi Vp WamaFb Gw">
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morals. This is all part and parcel of keeping society trundling along
within constructive parameters. If a behaviour or activity drains too
much from the resource pool of the all, or the individual, then usually
these variables are actively suppressed generation upon generation.
Moral structure to me seems essential for any kind of cohesive society
to succeed and continue to be a winning thread within a sea of evolving
social constructs. Ultimately the most efficient few social constructs
that extract the most productivity from their subjects are the ongoing
winners monetarily; and perpetually as they are looked upon by others
with jealous eyes as being the best model to deliver the highest
standard of livings for any given populous. Protection of the collective
and of the productive contributors to the successful collective will
always require "moral" social structures. This isn't to say that
everything is perfect or that social constructs on the other side of the
fence are morally respected by the big-wigs of the the "morally" sound
leading ways. But any system of humans must have moral aspects of
respect and humanity these days to keep up with the times and to gel the
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better the environment humanity exercises its mental muscles within.
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<span class="Uy Du"><span class="Bf" title="19 Aug 2013 18:34:05">If a collection of beings had an innate moral faculty built-in to realise they
shouldn't eat each other then they would not have the need to learn such
a concept of compassion. You could say then that from a human
perspective they have no need for morals as a concept as they exhibit
collective-perpetuating characteristics by rote. But this wouldn't
negate the need for moral behaviours to exist whether they are aware of
them or not, or label them as such or not. Morality is a line of what is
and isn't acceptable and the line can be drawn to many different
degress but a line I suggest must be drawn to stop animals from innately
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If the lack of morality was in itself a naturally selected attribute, as
in by mindlessly devouring anything around it the animal somehow
furthered its individualistic and/or collective cause (whether the
collective's size is only the cells collected within an individual, or a
collection of such "individuals") then maybe a lack of morality would
be a plausible mode. But what of "biological morality" where cells and
organelles follow a set of "moral" rules to not pince resources or
attack and devour neighbouring cells etc. etc. and so on. Morality would
seem to be an innate prerequisite for biology to evolve systems at all
let alone into sentient existence . . ?<br />
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Even insects have to not feed members of their own hive to their young,
as a general rule. There is always a system of morality whether it is
conscious or hardcoded. There has to be lines that aren't crossed for
any society to function.<br />
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systems themselves rely upon just such a hardcoded morality. Cells
within the body that lose their ability to follow the rules create
cancers etc.<br />
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system where an amoral framework functioned on some level . . . but I
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Jason Wade Howardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08968987933637386754noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8833513835263060395.post-92010783115721934642013-08-10T23:41:00.001+01:002015-03-08T02:34:37.456+00:00Psychopath<div class="Mi Vp WamaFb Gw">
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world has no meaning for the psychopath. I generalise. No worry about
one's actions and their effects on others may be liberating and
empowering to the individual, and allow powerful acts of achievement;
but sadly many of these acts of achievement are not adding to the wave
only drawing blood from the everyhuman.<br><br>The meaning for me is to
add. And the paradoxical nature of the whole thing is that really, even
the act of the savage and violent psychopath adds . . .<br><br><a class="ot-anchor" href="http://jasonwadehoward.blogspot.co.uk/2012/10/all-human-action-whether-positive-or.html" rel="nofollow">http://jasonwadehoward.blogspot.co.uk/2012/10/all-human-action-whether-positive-or.html</a><br><br><a class="ot-anchor" href="http://jasonwadehoward.blogspot.co.uk/2012/11/all-human-action-whether-positive-or.html" rel="nofollow">http://jasonwadehoward.blogspot.co.uk/2012/11/all-human-action-whether-positive-or.html</a><br><br><a class="ot-anchor" href="http://jasonwadehoward.blogspot.co.uk/2013/01/all-human-action-whether-positive-or.html" rel="nofollow">http://jasonwadehoward.blogspot.co.uk/2013/01/all-human-action-whether-positive-or.html</a></div>
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Jason Wade Howardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08968987933637386754noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8833513835263060395.post-25335442489249455882013-07-14T00:34:00.004+01:002013-07-14T00:34:45.032+01:00The Woods<div class="ReadMsgBody" id="mps0_readMsgBodyContainer">
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<span dir="ltr"><span style="font-family: Courier New;">When I was young
I lived in the woods. I would walk for hours through the trees, walking
the paths the animals made, the paths no humans knew about. Dodging
bracken and brushing tough fir bark as I mapped
every last path in that wood. I knew that wood better than any other
creature to have lived. </span><span style="font-family: Courier New;"><br />
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One day whilst walking one of those paths untrodden by man, without a
sound a herd of deer leapt past me without a care. In a wood where
hunters shot with impunity I had been honoured by the animals of the
forest. It was one of those enlightening moments of
epiphany, that the world was much more beautiful than I previously could
have envisaged. So on a track, now I realised, that hunters only trod
when they searched for sport, I had been witness and receiver of a
lesson not so profound, but profoudly beautiful.</span><span style="font-family: Courier New;"><br />
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The last time I visited the forest I found that the trees had been
cleared. The natural cycle of man and tree had been refreshed and the
paths were now gone and the character flown. And I was sad for the world
that was lost, at unease for the deer that had
frolicked in its embrace all those years before. But I realised that
this world was an illusion. I'd always known it was an illusion. No more
real than the field of corn ripe for the harvest. And I rejoice in the
change despite the sadness of the passing. I
look forward to the new woods. The new paths to be trodden by a boy who
will be young when I am old. </span><span style="font-family: Courier New;"><br />
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The woods are a condition. The future will harvest and renew as it will.
I will walk the new paths with the same fervour and bewilderment that
enchanted me all those years ago. </span><span style="font-family: Courier New;"><br />
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Jason Wade Howardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08968987933637386754noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8833513835263060395.post-62977786978491915752013-07-03T14:39:00.000+01:002013-07-09T20:33:52.044+01:00Short Story: <h3 class="post-title entry-title" itemprop="name" style="text-align: center;">
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<span style="color: white;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><a href="http://scifiwritersmodstories.blogspot.co.uk/2013/07/meet-mods-minds-union-by-jason-wade.html">Union® by Jason Wade Howard</a></span></span>
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<span style="color: white; font-size: small;"><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">I’ve
died. I know I’ve died because the Union® implant in my head tells me
so, in his typically sarcastic way. Despite the fact his biotech systems
will perish as soon as his batteries run out of juice, he finds time to
gloat on the fact that long after I’m finished he’ll be able to watch
my body start to eat itself away.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: white; font-size: small;"><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">“It’s
not me that does the eating,” I remind him. “Bacteria are the culprits
once that kicks off.” But I realise he is just trying to wind me up and
that really we’re both correct, in a way. His subtle suggestion is not
lost on me; he always uses any opportunity to highlight the inaccuracies
of categorisation.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: white; font-size: small;"><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">We've
been together our whole lives. He was my instructor before birth, my
confidant through two thousand failed marriages, and now companion to be
through death. I can’t think of anyone I’d rather die with. But that
doesn’t mean I’m ready for this.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: white; font-size: small;"><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Of
all the luck I have to be hit by a meteorite straight through the
chest. Right out here where the radiation from the AI tests fry nanotech
and block allband connections through the soil. No chance of medibot
rescue, or indeed any aid whatsoever. And a very good chance my soon to
be corpse could be obliterated any second by an explosion.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: white; font-size: small;"><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">I
can’t even feel my body anymore—like the numb before pins and
needles—but in the place of sensation I can feel sweet and warm honey
where my blood vessels should be. And this phantom-body isn’t restricted
in scale as I see it shoot out as if my perception is shrinking down
inside my body image, zooming in at a terrific speed, with the physical
becoming of such a size that my body is a world, a galaxy, a universe in
a split second. And I feel like I might once again see through the eyes
of God, through the eyes of every living thing in the Universe
simultaneously like when I ate those Pantropian Creed cakes. But this
potential vision passes before I have a chance to reject it. A fraction
quicker than it had during the cake debacle, so no time for cold feet to
suck me to a psychological safety; only hallucinations . . .
only hallucinations.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: white; font-size: small;"><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">But
the feeling of scale isn’t diminishing this time no matter how much I
want it to. I’m not snapping back into a wildly distorted sense of self.
I am looking back at a pinprick of light which I soon realise is my
self.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: white; font-size: small;"><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">“Definitely dead,” Mirror says, shocking me that I’m not alone.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: white; font-size: small;"><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">“You’re still here . . . So I haven’t left the body yet?” Even Mirror’s wit can’t prevent him being a comfort.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: white; font-size: small;"><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">“Yet? What the hell are you hoping for? no pun intended.”</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: white; font-size: small;"><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">“I don’t know” I say. “If you hadn’t realised this is all new to me . . . are you seeing what I see?”</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: white; font-size: small;"><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">“I’m patched in but the visuals are confusing.” And I sense in his tone that I am not garnering his undivided attention.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: white; font-size: small;"><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">“I don’t suppose they would, we are dead,” I say, my attempt at humour about as well received as his had been.</span></span></div>
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a long silence and I‘m just about to ask what he is seeing but: “Speak
for yourself,” Mirror says, “I still have a chance if I conserve power
until the autopsy.”</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: white; font-size: small;"><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">“You won’t save power in here with me . . . do you feel cold too?”</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: white; font-size: small;"><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">But he doesn’t answer. I feel his consciousness splitting, he must be moving into ecomode.</span></span></div>
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large amount of time passes before I hear a voice, starting so low
pitched it hums like the opposite of an engine screaming on high revs,
but now the octaves rise up to: “Your eyes are open but something
strange is . . . going on.” It’s Mirror’s voice, obviously intrigued,
but his uncharacteristic hesitancy doesn’t reassure me. “The trees over
our head have stopped moving . . . well not stopped but just slowed
right down . . . and slowing. Most unsettling. And you did notice my
having to speed up my processing to slow down to you?” His tone is one
I’ve not heard before: “Funny thing is, despite the fact my cores are
working harder my batteries are depleting at a much reduced rate in
realtime.”</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: white; font-size: small;"><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">“You don’t have to follow me,” I say, wondering why I did.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: white; font-size: small;"><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">“You’re still in your body. I’m just with you as always.”</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: white; font-size: small;"><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">It
seems like I’ve been dead for a long time but the mirror reassures me
that only seconds have passed, and that we are slipping deeper into a
cognitive slowdown. He predicts that if our time perception stops
slowing here at this rate my brain won’t start dying—as in losing
cells—for one hundred years of subjective time. This I don’t find scary;
the fact the alteration to our time perception isn’t halting but is
instead accelerating is the overwhelming factor. </span><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">How to keep mind from succumbing to an extreme form of cabin fever.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: white; font-size: small;"><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Like
when eyelids are closed and finger pressure is applied through to the
eyeballs: all around me a terrific landscape is emerging from a
psychedelic fuzziness. But it isn’t wholly visual as the cascading
images seem to tug at my emotions as this or that shape passes close by.
The fact every formation becomes the stereotypical emotion I would
expect from the shape delivering it heartens me, as it reinforces the
idea I have that it’s just reflections of my own psyche, like a journey
into the abstract recesses of the human mind.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: white; font-size: small;"><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">“Hell
of a show the brain can put on when it has nothing to do,” says Mirror,
now floating in front of me as an uncoalesced blur of brain generated
stuff.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: white; font-size: small;"><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">“Yes and I can actually see you.”</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: white; font-size: small;"><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">“Well I may have some blame to take there. I thought </span><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">if you could</span><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">, maybe it would help?”</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: white; font-size: small;"><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">“It’s not hurting.”</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: white; font-size: small;"><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">“It’s
a little strange for me,” his cloudlike form glows in sync with his
every word. “Not having a visible presence, other implants do such
tricks. It’s more the seeing myself through your eyes thing that is a
bit unnerving. I used to have the romantic notion that if I was a real
entity I would be conventional looking, maybe vaguely humanoid. But the
truth is I am just a blur of nearly nothing . . . or everything.”</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: white; font-size: small;"><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">“Your positivity is really buoying me up, thanks,” I say. But the chatter </span><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">is</span><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"> helping. “My brain is the one giving you that form; not sure I can effect anything different, sorry.”</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: white; font-size: small;"><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">“So what happens now?” Mirror swiftly changing the subject, for his benefit or mine I’m not sure.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: white; font-size: small;"><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">“Wait and experience?”</span></span></div>
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Angels’ and Demons’ pitched battle before me is all the more disturbing
for its graphic nature. It is like a direct representation of all the
best and worst aspects of humanity happening all at once within one
inclusive vista. Birth and death, love and rape, tragedy and rapture.
I’m just floating in void separate to the action, like I am stuck
between galaxies and viewing the battle that would be raging at the end
of the universe.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: white; font-size: small;"><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">But
despite the magnificence of watching star sized monsters casting
planets at each other, like pinball, my mind is on the rerun of my life
as usual.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: white; font-size: small;"><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">The
amount of subjective time that has passed since my death is hard to
reconcile with the relatively short period of time I actually spent
living. But I have found ways to deal with this place, those fuzzy
images that had haunted me at first I quickly learnt to sculpt into
something, only to find </span><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">that something</span><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">
was gestation within my mother’s womb. Subjectively, this foetal period
was the longest: eons of arms flailing in slow motions against warm
flesh with less and less space. And then my whole life had repeated,
steps to words, middle age accelerating back to death and here and now,
all in realtime. Not as a passenger consciousness as such, but I was
unable to do anything differently. Struggling through all the right and
wrong decisions in my shorter than I’d’ve liked life.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: white; font-size: small;"><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">But
now this supernatural, gluttonous feast for the senses, hived
civilisations and sapient planets at war with star sized monsters and
imaginary angels, is nothing but an extension of an ability to coalesce
order from the chaos of thought here; dark against light. And I’m not
really sure whose side I am on, haven’t made that decision yet.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: white; font-size: small;"><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">“All
this put-on just for you,” says Mirror for the zillionth time. I gave
up responding to this one a long time ago. When this ethereal universe
had been big-banging in front of me it’d already become tedious, but the
Mirror has his own coping mechanisms designed to keep him keeping my
spirits up.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: white; font-size: small;"><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">“Can
I really say I tried as hard to do good as that lot down there?” I say,
spreading my hand out lazily towards the action below and then above.
Are these seas of celestial power really balancing and weighing the fearsome nature of my mind from within? I wonder.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: white; font-size: small;"><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">“You can say what the hell you want I’d imagine. How long will it last?” says Mirror.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: white; font-size: small;"><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">“How many years per second are we at now?”</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: white; font-size: small;"><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">“Stop focusing on that and make a choice already.”</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: white; font-size: small;"><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">“Do
you honestly think I can directly influence anything that is going on
there?” I point at nothing in particular as there is action everywhere,
then stretch out my arms and clench my fists.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: white; font-size: small;"><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">“Come on. Let’s go.”</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: white; font-size: small;"><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">*</span></span></div>
<span style="color: white; font-size: small;">
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<span style="color: white; font-size: small;"><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">The
fact I wasn’t making the decision had come to the attention of the
angels so they’d sent an emissary to speak to Mirror and myself. The
angel stood so tall that it had taken subjective millennia for me to
expand a body image sufficient to stand face to face. The angel’s
extended hand had felt warm at first, but as he pulled away his grip the
cold of it bit through the skin of my ethereal palm.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: white; font-size: small;"><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">“We don’t normally have to wait this long,” he said kindly.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: white; font-size: small;"><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">“How does that work?” I said, determined to get some answers.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: white; font-size: small;"><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">He
changed his eyes’ colour from cold white to red, to green, and then
turned his back to me. “If you allow this to continue many more will
die,” He said in such a way I could’ve sworn he was smiling. “The choice
is not normally one hard to take. You must have an idea which way it is
going to take you?”</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: white; font-size: small;"><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">“So does the choice exist?” I said, frustrated that I couldn’t see his face.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: white; font-size: small;"><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">“That is for you to work out. All I know is that the fighting will continue until a route has been decided upon.”</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: white; font-size: small;"><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">“So that’s it? You came here to say that?”</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: white; font-size: small;"><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">“We
can’t choose for you.” He turned back around and looked at me with
cloudy blue eyes. “I simply beseech you to end this suffering.” He
gestured his hand, palm up, to the violence beyond him.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: white; font-size: small;"><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">“Is there nothing you can do for me?” I said, hearing desperation in my voice.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: white; font-size: small;"><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">He extended his index fingers and scratched my forehead drawing blood, and then the world went.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: white; font-size: small;"><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">I
slipped to blackness but in the distance saw a light, the shine of
which comforted my thoughts: of its sight, of feelings of loss. I was
lost in its glow; it was growing bigger, enveloping me slowly.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: white; font-size: small;"><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Faintly
I heard someone calling, all around me a song but no sound. But then it
was wings spreading upwards from underneath my feet and embracing me
kindly. I remembered I was dead but I had no sense of loss now for what
I’d left behind. I accepted my flesh was gone. I even thought my soul
flown. Surely the purpose of life was accomplished as I’d sown my seeds
when alive?</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: white; font-size: small;"><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Now
came to my mind a judgement all of its own, an inner testing process.
Had I done more than passed the test, had my soul grown into something
worthy of my own positive judgement?</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: white; font-size: small;"><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">I
looked up and thought I saw two cloudlike figures shoulder to shoulder.
They both spoke as one but the voice divided when I decided it should. I
saw this as my conscience battling, as if the angels imprisoned within
this process were in fact in control of me, like they were the ones to
decide.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: white; font-size: small;"><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">One
angel from the dark and one from the light; I could see one of them,
its humanoid form highlighted, but the other was just pitch night.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: white; font-size: small;"><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">I
thought that if I was to question this, try to figure out what was
going on, the questions would be unending. Was this coming from them or
was my conscience really able to rejudge my life again afresh? Was my
existence worthwhile or had life simply run its course; had any
meaningful purpose been imposed by my choices made in life?</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: white; font-size: small;"><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Then
I was back in the warm comfort of the womb again, but my mind
symbolically ripped me out into some cold barrier zone. I was falling as
the Earth I remembered and still loved grew below me. I saw
Enlightenment sitting up on his throne in orbit, looking down on me, his
gaze trying to penetrate to the heart inside my chest. I put up my hand
instinctively to hide it, for all the good that would capture and hold
there. But I did feel something flowing through me. I felt blood pumping
</span><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">into </span><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">and </span><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">out </span><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">of my heart: a balance.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: white; font-size: small;"><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">The
voices of the angels had gone and I didn’t believe I’d ever heard them
despite the fact my mind remembered their sweet and dark tones. The
thrust of their message bandied around me: </span><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">a being unknowingly decides its own fate.</span><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"> How much of this was from me and how much was from these angels who surely were part of me was now more unclear than ever.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: white; font-size: small;"><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Then
I was on a mountain ledge overlooking a pock-marked plain. It was
obvious a conflict had just ceased below, and the flattened battle field
was dark and barren. The sky above shone down white and cloudless but
the dark of the land seemed to be rising. The horizon was fixed.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: white; font-size: small;"><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">“Where were you?” Mirror said.</span></span></div>
<span style="color: white; font-size: small;">
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<span style="color: white; font-size: small;"><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">“How long was I away?”</span></span></div>
<span style="color: white; font-size: small;">
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<span style="color: white; font-size: small;"><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">“Not long but I wasn’t able to feel you, I thought I was trapped here.”</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: white; font-size: small;"><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">“You lost your escape route?” I said.</span></span></div>
<span style="color: white; font-size: small;">
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<span style="color: white; font-size: small;"><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">“I never had one. I just told you that so you wouldn’t worry about me.” His words were followed by a long silence.</span></span></div>
<span style="color: white; font-size: small;">
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<span style="color: white; font-size: small;"><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">“I’ll
see what I can do then,” I said. I felt that things were coming closer
to a conclusion. I was tempted to ask how many minutes had elapsed since
my heart had stopped but it seemed immaterial to what I was now
attempting. “You know, I didn’t make the choice.”</span></span></div>
<span style="color: white; font-size: small;">
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<span style="color: white; font-size: small;"><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Mirror
turned towards me and I noticed he’d now taken on a humanoid form: his
skin was like fluorescent silver, and his body was a menacing splice of
human form and robotic lines.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: white; font-size: small;"><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">I reached out and squeezed his shoulder, it felt warm and I could feel blood coursing under his skin.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: white; font-size: small;"><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Sending
a signal through my arm into him, I made him roll back on his heels.
His face showed no surprise—no emotion at all—but he put up a hand and
gently removed my grip from his shoulder.</span></span></div>
<span style="color: white; font-size: small;">
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<span style="color: white; font-size: small;"><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">“What now?” he said looking at me with wide eyes.</span></span></div>
<span style="color: white; font-size: small;">
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<span style="color: white; font-size: small;"><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">“Now we are going to go back up and walk my body to the morgue.”</span></span></div>
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we flew up long twisting tunnels my only way of understanding the
network’s structure was to imagine I was flying through the middle of a
hollow tree root system. I sensed there was a hand pulling me upwards
but I couldn’t see it. Mirror flying beside me was complaining about a
pain in his ankle; I looked down and saw a claw had latched on deeply,
exposing bone.</span></span></div>
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a short time the tunnel ended and I was back in my body, I looked up to
see the tree above me had started to shed its leaves as my body had
lain dying: In my peripheral vision I saw a few leaves around me on the
ground and the smell of an autumnal breeze soaked into my nose. I felt
alive, every nerve in my body was on fire but it felt heavenly. I sat up
but didn’t move, I lifted my arm but nothing happened.</span></span></div>
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was then that I sat up and my worry dissipated as I took in a long
breath. I could smell the sap of the tree and felt dirt collect under my
nails as I scrabbled the ground and stood up. Then I felt Mirror laugh
my lungs—and the tightness of a smile. But it was without the emotion of
happiness and it dawned on me that he was in control. What exactly was I
witnessing?</span></span></div>
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body is damaged but I think it will get me to the hospital,” said
Mirror through my lips. I was dumbfounded that he was actually doing the
impossible, running a human body with his own systems that were nowhere
near advanced enough to cope with the processing requirements; and I
could feel worry in his tone.</span></span></div>
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to gather myself, I then tried to reply but couldn’t. Thoughts that
should’ve turned into internal communications unable to express.</span></span></div>
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my body set off I noticed across robot riddled fields the familiar
sight of a mushroom cloud rising—another hapless person’s mind had
reached critical mass, after a union with one of those new-type mirrors
with quantumbots hadn’t taken, as per usual—I wasn’t scared, I’d been
far closer to much bigger explosions than this. But for reasons unknown
to me I froze it in time, stopping my time perception right down to a
near standstill. And instead of making me feel safer it simply allowed
my focus to wander over the explosion’s formation, it was beautiful yet
chaotic, its shape irregular in a way I’d never seen before: it didn’t
make sense.</span><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"><span id="docs-internal-guid--4abd3be-9c84-1538-e7a6-e78bf09d1825" style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"> </span></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: white; font-size: small;"><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"><span id="docs-internal-guid--4abd3be-9c84-1538-e7a6-e78bf09d1825" style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">I thought for a moment that I’d </span><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">actually </span><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">stopped
it. That this explosion would halt its destruction, its creation to my
will—but then I realised that I’d just paused my mind, and I hadn’t been
in control of slowing down my time perception—and I would be losing
understanding of what the cloud would be, that the very concept of it
expanding out into a shockwave was becoming elusive. It was like I knew
my brain was going to be picked apart from the inside by Mirror:
structured anew into some kind of transcendent being. And it suddenly
hit me; I'd been betrayed for an upgrade: he hadn’t told me that our
union will be the first made successful between quantumbots and flesh:
the answer being, cut out the middleman: then a silver brightened the
world and my body and self were gone . . .</span></span></span></div>
Jason Wade Howardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08968987933637386754noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8833513835263060395.post-29465945325922302512013-03-31T17:20:00.000+01:002013-04-05T13:08:55.638+01:00Postactivism Activism<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Physical revolution is primitive. Atavistic tendencies of unrest should be shunned in favour of intellectual warfare of the soul. Transcendence to true democratic capability rides on the back of the communal intelligence of humans and not on some extrapolated physical occupation. One will realise that the revolution is actually social evolution. Spread one's activism through speech and thought and signal. Attack the minds of the youth not deepset physical institutions or concentrations of wealth/power. Lowering oneself to the physical realm plays directly into their hands. They are ready and prepared for it. Attack in areas that are indefensible. By occupying what you are really seeking to achieve is occupation of the mind, occupying the everyhuman's thought processes, even for a limited time to somehow exact an even small change in cognitive habits. Why not directly enact modes of occupation with more prespecialised gameplans customised to achieve the role with more precision? as in occupy the minds. Activist groups may feel they are already achieving this through physical statements. All they are doing is emphasizing the simplistic thought threads of an outdated approach, and rising heckles across the divide. They need to find a mass-market way of spreading their messages without turning people away. All that is truly being achieved is self-gratification that one is doing something.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Don't ask me exactly how this is to be achieved, because I am not the one who wants to enact change.</span> <span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">But I would say that using the internet to facilitate the spread of viral memes will be the challenge of Postactivism Activism going forwards.</span> <span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Or just going to work and earning one's crust like everyone else seems like a sensible alternative, and using one's income to seed new and inclusive ideas to one's fellow human.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Many say greed is the bane of human existence. But I would counter that greed is the</span> <span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">catalyst of all human development. Bettering ourselves and seeking to provide futures for our children is the very same drive that will ensure a future for the planet. Why are activists so against capitalism anyway? Because they are jealous of what others and their ancestors have achieved. They seek a big-brother-esque/communistic rebalancing of the scales in favour of a free-for-all that allows anyone willing to work hard, to achieve. If as much energy was expended in trying to better one's own life and prospects instead of trying to be a cancer in a system that has developed itself over thousands of years of social evolution, then the human race would be a better position to evolve its way forward to a better balance. Change can't be forced but needs to evolve through collective and individual advantages that feedback into the system positive changes for the collective and the individual, because a turning away from violence is the only way the developed world can impress and achieve needs for real change. This will come from within the everyman's attitude and daily toil and not through segregated and fringe activistic attitudes that are generally regarded as ill educated and ill thought out.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">If only the everyactivist was able to think of ways of catalysing long-term change through non-resource-wasting methods. Attacking the mind of the populace and not its pocketbook. Then I think we would see really positive change. At the moment all we see is a very small amount of people creating a big annoyance that self-destructs the very cause it is plumping for. A way of being an activist and flowing <b><i>with</i></b> the wave is what every activist must be building towards. Reaching out, without being repulsed, to the masses in a way that will benefit us all with no negative wasteful threads. Because ultimately, approaches that are unable to bestow advantage unto the everyman will fall by the wayside.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">So the gauntlet is laid. Please don't ask me to offer ideas on where Activism needs to evolve to to achieve this: this essay was but a surge of cogitation spilling onto my blog. </span>Jason Wade Howardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08968987933637386754noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8833513835263060395.post-7370425918017462702013-03-29T14:08:00.001+00:002013-07-04T11:58:07.116+01:00Solving the World's problems<i>This article is not composed to be comprehensive: </i><br />
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I sometimes miff dedicated pessimists with my unswervingly optimistic take on the potential and future of humans and the planet we inhabit. My take on the developments of the world is what forges this view. When I look at not only the adaptability and creativity of the individual but of the collective it can't help but reassure me of humankind's potential facility to perpetuate itself indefinitely.<br />
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If we look at the reduction of the <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ozone_layer" target="_blank">ozone layer</a> and the way regulation and phasing out of CFCs and HCFCS has and is drastically slowing down the reduction of <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dobson_units" target="_blank">ozone molecules</a>–indeed the hole in the ozone layer above Antarctica is <a href="http://www.dailymail.co.uk/sciencetech/article-2222949/The-hole-Ozone-layer-shrinks-second-smallest-decades-size-North-America.html" target="_blank">reduced</a>–we observe an example of the proactivity of humans to recognise and act upon scientific data in a positive way (<a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/4/46/Future_ozone_layer_concentrations.gif/400px-Future_ozone_layer_concentrations.gif" target="_blank">see Diagram</a>).<br />
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If we look at issues that could lead to humans becoming extinct, specifically effects we have on the planet that could lead to a total breakdown in the ecosystems that support us, then this is a different issue to animals losing their respective geographical ranges due to the encroachment and reordination of ancient habitats; I personally have no fears for either scenario. I feel we will do whatever we need to do to perpetuate human existence whatever future form it might sculpt itself into. I am aware of the fact that gene banks (also seed banks) that store genomes of endangered species of all descriptions (vegetable,animal etcetera.), for a lot of people is not a happy compromise to the idea that these species will inevitably become extinct, but sadly that is the way it will surely go. At least the documenting of said genomes will give us options to not lose–and to possibly recreate–millions of years of evolved diversity and genetic resource.<br />
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The resculpting of existing ecosystems on Earth, by humans, is not something we should be worrying about as regards human extinction, or indeed the causation of the Earth to become unable to sustain human life into a distant future. Also the Earth itself has its own regulatory systems, and coupled with human ingenuity I can't see humans not continuing as a species. <br />
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The issue of CO2 increasing and our transition from a fossil fuel energy reliance is something being widely addressed throughout all walks of technological development. And indeed it has served to aid and catalyse a redress in the attitude that energy efficient systems are not necessarily important, as systems that produce more product for less energy resource input are actually more productive and more profitable, and this is something big business is increasingly aware of.<br />
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We can't, in the next century or so, psychologically rely on fusion power to save our skins, as it is not likely to be available for–from a positive viewpoint–around 50 years. We are moving slowly towards more use of renewable power generation. Nuclear power has a role to play and fossil fuel use in tandem with carbon capture techniques and ideas like using night-time energy produced by power stations to input alternative mobile energy solutions into the mix, like cars running on compressed air etcetera: will all add up to improvements. But we do need to find an abundant source of clean and safe energy that could solve the energy crisis.<br />
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<a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Thorium_reactor" target="_blank">Thorium reactors</a> are an option because thorium is widely abundant on the Earth. When the choices were made over which heavy elements would best serve the energy industry, uranium was opted for as it had the potential to easily produce materials that can be used in construction of nuclear weapons: it was a doubly persuasive option. The easy enrichment of uranium and plutonium that use of uranium in reactors optionises lead to monetary backing for uranium over thorium; despite the fact there is a lot more thorium available, it is regarded as a safer substance to produce power with, and it produces a more efficient reaction, it was overlooked and left as an undeveloped thread. China is now spearheading further <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Liquid_fluoride_thorium_reactor#Chinese_Thorium_MSR_project" target="_blank">research</a> into developing viable thorium reactors, with a working reactor scheduled to be up and running by 2015. And indeed due to the nature of the substance much <a href="http://www.popsci.com/technology/article/2010-08/thorium-reactors-could-wean-world-oil-just-five-years" target="_blank">smaller reactors</a> are a realistic proposition. Implementation of thorium reactors and renewables as the World's main energy sources could give us the time we need to master fusion.<br />
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If we can produce energy in a clean way, in sufficient quantities, then the issue of CO2 saturation will be widely negated. Electric cars, hydrogen cars, compressed air cars, all having their place in minimising ongoing risk of climate change. And the potential for <a href="http://www.telegraph.co.uk/science/science-news/9709041/Britain-to-Australia-in-four-hours-with-new-engine.html" target="_blank">single-stage rockets</a> to transport people across the world for much less energy could revolutionise the airline industry. So we have a very good chance of slowing, halting, reversing negative impacts of rising CO2.<br />
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Ok, so if we look at a worse case scenario with CO2 levels rising far enough to plunge the Earth into an ice-age-type phase, I think we would see increased precipitation in regions like Australia leading to a return of rainforest, ice sheets descending upon Northern Europe etcetera amongst other environmental shifts caused by said ice age. But are these really planet killers? I don't believe so–but definitely a stronger wakeup call and–we all have something to live for.<br />
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I firmly believe in a perpetuation of human existence, though we are likely to, sadly, not lose genetic diversity itself, but the species that are able to actually live through their lives in reality will be massively reduced (at least in the real world; simulations may very well continue to offer said species a haven to continue evolving, maybe even at an accelerated rate). Maybe we will maintain habitat for a certain amount of living life, depends on finding space as the earth becomes highly populated.<br />
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This future will never be attractive to conservationalist and conservative viewpoints, but such ideologies will be swept away by the necessities of an ever burgeoning wave we call the Human Race.<br />
<br />Jason Wade Howardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08968987933637386754noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8833513835263060395.post-36145026681521637772013-03-26T23:15:00.000+00:002013-03-26T23:15:04.671+00:00Short Thought on Cliffhangers in Literature<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">A conversation with a friend of mine has lead to me questioning the use, overuse and style of use of this well used literary device.<br /><br />I
personally think a cliffhanger has to be something that isn't obviously
added on. It has to be a part of the flowing story. Otherwise you end up
with Dan Brown pop writing that feels cheapened. I don't think it is
essential to have direct cliffhangers, just a point of interest left
unspoken, an idea that intrigues.<br /><br />Subtlety is definitely
required. I think if you are purposefully adding on cliffhangers then it
is going to feel manipulative. Something that grabs can be dropped mid
chapter even and left unexplained. If done well, a hook at the start of a
chapter/section can be extended out to act as a cliffhanger-type
perpetuation of interest that isn’t explored fully for a couple of
chapters or more; being subtly reinforced and/or alluded to through
suggestion and waypoint reminders. I suppose all good writing has
multiple threads like this, and to think a blatant cliffhanger is
required for the end of every chapter is something that the awakened
reader is going to soon latch onto negatively, and the whole reading
experience is going to be plunged into an “Oh, I am reading a book” and
the immersion will be lost.</span>Jason Wade Howardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08968987933637386754noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8833513835263060395.post-75522054208319889292013-03-16T20:36:00.001+00:002013-08-13T23:27:08.135+01:00Violence in Literature<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Do you often include violent
conflict within your art? How does one justify the inclusion of
aggression and violence in writing in a world that increasingly recognises the
issues perpetuated by and psychological damages caused by culture which
supports and fosters such expressions?<br /><br />How do you approach/broach
this subject when questioning whether a certain scene or extended
conflict holds up enough to be, and indeed demands to be, part of the
artform you work within. How much thought do you put into this or is
violence simply a thrilling prerequisite? Do you deeply analyse this
process and only include conflict as part of a much broader and
overarching message, theme etc. . ?<br /><br />I am always very interested to hear other writers' takes on what seems to be a staple mode of modern genre fiction.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">I mean direct violence specifically as well as "conflict" in its
literary sense. Not just the threat of possible violence, but the direct
inclusion of violent scenes as a means of expressing art. How deeply do
you personally as a writer take the justification? Why be graphic when
one can skim over? Do you require a deeper meaning/message to what you
are doing to make it seem appropriate? Or has direct violence as you
suggest just become, or always has been, essential within art?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">I think that an aware writer should justify every sentence
almost, and be aware of the symbolism every paragraph feeds into. I
personally would say the same about inclusion of violence. Indeed, using
violence as a way of highlighting the evil of violence itself would
seem justifiable. The whole Tarantino crowd who applaud the violence of
his films, and indeed support Tarantino's seeming glorification of
violence, may very well be misinterpreting the deeper messages. Now I am
not so sure that Tarantino does not employ violence for violence sake,
as in he thinks it's cool, but I am certain every movie he makes has
deeper symbolic meaning permeating every single scene.<br /><br />I
personally as a writer would like to think I could construct stories
that, as one example, only use violence to directly represent violent
actions in the real world, and to highlight the depravity of violence,
and to never glorify it (or a similarly justified example); but I am
working on short stories at the moment and it would seem to be a medium
easier to hold all the strings of. When I come back to my novel and try
to rejustify what I have already written with previously closed, less
knowledgeable eyes, I might find that certain scenes initially included
may need to be expunged as they were put there to be cool, and my
conscience now demands more of my art (or I might be able to reinterpret
my way around them). </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">I suppose what I am really getting at is the fact most people aren't
able to break down violent art to its deeper meanings and may make the
mistake of thinking a piece that on the surface seems to glorify
violence may very well have a hidden anti-violence message. So the
ignorance of the ignorant towards the complexities of art may be causing
misinterpretations which then feedback into the violent tendencies of
the ignorant. And maybe people who produce the art with the best
intentions have some of the blame to shoulder as they are presenting an
artform to the masses who aren't able to break it down and understand
its nuances, and therefore understand such pieces are far from
glorifying violence.<br /><br />Do we as artists have the responsibility to
temper our expression of such material as we are feeding dangerously
into popular culture fodder for being dangerously misinterpreted
(perpetuating violent tendencies), or is the onus on the everyman to
wake up, enlighten himself, and learn/realise how to absorb and
decomplexify input in such a way as to not lead society down a false
avenue?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">I suppose the character-study of despicable individuals is a
seat-filler, always. And in a free society which is allowed to explore
the most heinous of topics and themes it would be impossible to censor
out thoughtful use of violence.<br /><br />I am very interested in how others weigh up these issues within their own art, so please feel free to comment.</span>Jason Wade Howardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08968987933637386754noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8833513835263060395.post-40542712722566256392013-02-28T02:57:00.001+00:002013-03-26T23:35:30.497+00:00Infinity’s Evolving Strata and Life Generated, Universe Genesis Theory<div dir="ltr" id="internal-source-marker_0.8600748321010573" style="margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 49.65pt; margin-right: 49.6pt; margin-top: 0pt;">
<span style="color: white;"><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">People
inevitably search, for meaning in the universe, for a unification of
all sorts of theories that we all love to insist cannot be brought
together. What if one theory could bring faith, belief, science and
understanding of the Universe/Multiverse and beyond seamlessly forwards
in one union of matter in thought?</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: white;"><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Theories
of multiple universes, or a Multiverse, have been formulated in many
forms but my theory is an extrapolation of the potential nature of a sea
of neighbouring universes/protomatter stretching out into Infinity.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: white;"><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Click the link if you wish to go down the rabbit hole: </span><a href="http://jasonwadehowardadditional.blogspot.co.uk/2013/03/infinitys-evolving-strata-and-life.html" target="_blank"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">http://jasonwadehowardadditional.blogspot.co.uk/2013/03/infinitys-evolving-strata-and-life.html</span></span></a></span>Jason Wade Howardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08968987933637386754noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8833513835263060395.post-50343992924325787082013-02-24T02:15:00.002+00:002013-02-24T02:18:10.120+00:00Intelligence<span class="userContent">Jason: Intelligence is relative, and only but a
reflection of that which one chooses to immerse oneself in. The
comparison of such with others is irrelevant. Stop competing, just be.</span><br />
<br />
<span id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34198212}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][1]"> </span><span data-ft="{"tn":"K"}" id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34198212}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]" style="color: red;"><span class="UFICommentBody" id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34198212}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]."><span id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34198212}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]..[0]">Sam: I think you're confusing intelligence with knowledge.</span></span></span><span class="userContent"><span style="color: red;"> </span></span><br />
<span class="userContent"><br /></span>
<span data-ft="{"tn":"K"}" id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34210307}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]"><span class="UFICommentBody" id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34210307}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]."><span id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34210307}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]..[0]">Jason: Don't make the mistake of trying to separate the two. Such a hard thing
to define. My point was that the way the brain is pushed will
ultimately sculpt its abilities. Of course some are able to push
further, for differing reasons. But ultimately ones potential is filled
or not by making choices to progress, or stagnate.</span></span></span><br />
<br />
<span id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34210765}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][1]"> </span><span data-ft="{"tn":"K"}" id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34210765}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]" style="color: red;"><span class="UFICommentBody" id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34210765}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]."><span id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34210765}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]..[0]">Sam: Fair
point. But, I think one of the Gallagher brothers has a ridiculously
high IQ (Liam?). I'm not convinced that's a reflection of what he
immerses himself in (either of them)</span></span></span><span data-ft="{"tn":"K"}" id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34210307}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]"><span class="UFICommentBody" id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34210307}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]."><span id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34210307}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]..[0]"><span style="color: red;"> </span></span></span></span><br />
<span data-ft="{"tn":"K"}" id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34210307}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]"><span class="UFICommentBody" id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34210307}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]."><span id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34210307}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]..[0]"><br /></span></span></span>
<span data-ft="{"tn":"K"}" id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34214021}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]"><span class="UFICommentBody" id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34214021}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]."><span id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34214021}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]..[0]">Jason: Scoring
high on an IQ test isn't everything. Deep thinking, or even deep
thinkers hold much sway. Being able to do IQ tests for me is like
sprinting. Others can be more inventive over longer time frames. What
the Gallagers choose to immerse themselves in, in their free time, is a
mystery to me. To score highly on an IQ test one has to have rudimentary
knowledge. If one trains one's mind to be good at the attributes
required to score highly then one can score highly or at least much more
highly than one's base line might suggest; ok, a human could have a
base line intelligence, and a highest attainable score. But what I am
alluding to is say the differences between siblings and the way they
choose different directions in life which can then go on to make them
seem more or less intelligent than each other. I believe that IQ is
quite a bit more malleable than most people believe. And it can be a
drive in the individual which can drive intellect to increase. I believe
general health and recovery from ailments to be a big contributing
factor. I read recently that peoples'exposure to bacteria and other
incursions into the body/mind can in actual fact cause the mind to
develop in different ways physically, and therefore mentally in ability
and health etc. etc. But one's personal drive for knowledge and
understanding is also a huge factor in intelliigence as it is all
sculpted not when you are born, but is constantly developing as one
grows from zygote to adult and then into old age. My maths mind stinks
unless I use it, as in brain training; then I find it gets more powerful
like a muscle. I see high IQ acheivers as mind atheletes who have had
the ability and drive to push themselves hard or harder. How useful
these kinds of mental gymnastics are within life is debatable. I find
one only truly learns when one's mind becomes receptive through
ingestion and inspiration of interesting material (knowledge), and
without that ingestion we would all be saying "ug ug" and drinking our
own piss to see how it tastes. BUT what does the mind do with said
input? How does a human mind jump to a 2+2=10 corrollary? On limited
input one can come to the most amazing philosophical conclusions, just
by ingesting basic knowledge and soaking up everyday TV for instance.
Some would say, ahh, he has a massive IQ . . . but does he . . ?</span></span></span><br />
<br />
<span id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34457694}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][1]"> </span><span data-ft="{"tn":"K"}" id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34457694}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]"><span class="UFICommentBody" id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34457694}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]."><span id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34457694}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]..[0]">Interesting article to do with what we discussed Sam: </span><a href="http://articles.businessinsider.com/2012-04-23/strategy/31385449_1_iq-tests-personality" id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34457694}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]..[1]" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">http://articles.businessinsider.com/2012-04-23/strategy/31385449_1_iq-tests-personality</a></span></span><br />
<br />
<span id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34457947}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][1]"> </span><span data-ft="{"tn":"K"}" id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34457947}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]" style="color: red;"><span class="UFICommentBody" id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34457947}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]."><span id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34457947}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]..[0]">Sam: I think we're actually arguing the same point re intelligence vs knowledge vs IQ</span></span></span><br />
<br />
<span id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34458042}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][1]"></span><span data-ft="{"tn":"K"}" id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34458042}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]" style="color: red;"><span class="UFICommentBody" id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34458042}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]."><span id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34458042}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]..[0]">The
point I was initially making is that I don't think intelligence is a
reflection of what we immerse ourselves in, or necessarily the chances
that are either given to us or we take ourselves. This guy is
intelligent (in my view of the description) because he is. To me
intelligence is more of an innate capability that manifests itself
(though not always) in knowledge, "smarts", etc.</span></span></span><br />
<br />
<span data-ft="{"tn":"K"}" id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34457694}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]"><span class="UFICommentBody" id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34457694}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]."></span></span><span data-ft="{"tn":"K"}" id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34214021}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]"><span class="UFICommentBody" id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34214021}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]."><span id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34214021}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]..[0]"> </span></span></span><br />
<span data-ft="{"tn":"K"}" id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34461709}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]"><span class="UFICommentBody" id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34461709}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]."><span id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34461709}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]..[0]">Jason: Ah . . .<img alt=":)" class="emote_img" src="http://static.ak.fbcdn.net/images/blank.gif" style="background-position: 0px 0px;" title=":)" />
it's an argument? Well the intelligence you allude to is a base-line
(genetic?) which when expressed into actual IQ/intelligence (the article
backs up) is malleable; and he is a smart guy but says it is the fact
he immerses himself in iq tests and learning how to score more highly
that allows him to achieve such high scores. So his intelligence can be
higher or lower depending. Without his obsession with iq tests and
partaking in them maybe his score would be significantly less
remarkable, and he would be rated as significantly less intelligent. All
people who score very high on iq tests exhibit obsessive tendencies
towards learning. Which correlates to my previous points which you
haven't addressed and instead have chosen to skim over. A child. if
obsessed enough by learning, will push him/herself to build a mind very
capable in intellectual pursuit. How can one separate a base line from
an actual when the brain is constantly able to produce more neurons and
sculpt itself to be more able, therefore a baseline increasing, and/or
an actual increasing? The mistake you are making here is to say that
intelligence is a fixed ability that a person has. I say intelligence
(as measured and the physical structure of the mind itself) can be
increased/improved at any age (of course more slowly during adulthood);
but especially through childhood, boosted by growth hormones, as the
mind develops, and one pushes onself to learn and understand. I have
already stated that obviously some have more potential than others due
to the genes they inherit and how they are expressed outside of the
control of the individual. I just think your stance is a little
uncomplicated as it doesn't address the fact the mind is constantly
changing and increasing or decreasing in ability/capability depending on
the stress one exerts upon it. eg that which one immerse oneself in.</span></span></span><br />
<br />
<span data-ft="{"tn":"K"}" id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34461946}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]" style="color: red;"><span class="UFICommentBody" id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34461946}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]."><span id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34461946}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]..[0]">Sam: What are your thoughts on prodigies?</span></span></span><span data-ft="{"tn":"K"}" id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34461709}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]" style="color: red;"><span class="UFICommentBody" id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34461709}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]."><span id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34461709}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]..[0]"> </span></span></span><br />
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<span data-ft="{"tn":"K"}" id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34457694}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]"><span class="UFICommentBody" id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34457694}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]."></span></span><span data-ft="{"tn":"K"}" id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34214021}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]"><span class="UFICommentBody" id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34214021}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]."><span id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34214021}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]..[0]"> </span></span></span><br />
<span id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34462107}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][1]"> </span><span data-ft="{"tn":"K"}" id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34462107}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]"><span class="UFICommentBody" id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34462107}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]."><span id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34462107}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]..[0]">Jason: Knowledge
can't be separated from intelligence-as I have previously, logically
stated-as without knowledge one can't even talk, let alone do complex iq
measuring puzzles. The two are inextricably linked and indivisible.</span></span></span><br />
<br />
<span id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34462910}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][1]" style="color: red;"> </span><span data-ft="{"tn":"K"}" id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34462910}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]" style="color: red;"><span class="UFICommentBody" id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34462910}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]."><span id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34462910}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]..[0]">Sam: I
believe you need intelligence to acquire knowledge. How much knowledge
you can acquire and apply is largely but not totally dictated by your
level of innate intelligence, which I believe can be reasonably
measured.</span></span></span><span data-ft="{"tn":"K"}" id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34462107}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]" style="color: red;"><span class="UFICommentBody" id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34462107}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]."><span id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34462107}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]..[0]"> </span></span></span><br />
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<span data-ft="{"tn":"K"}" id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34457694}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]"><span class="UFICommentBody" id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34457694}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]."></span></span><span data-ft="{"tn":"K"}" id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34214021}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]"><span class="UFICommentBody" id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34214021}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]."><span id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34214021}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]..[0]"> </span></span></span><br />
<span id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34465077}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][1]"> </span><span data-ft="{"tn":"K"}" id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34465077}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]"><span class="UFICommentBody" id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34465077}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]."><span id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34465077}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]..[0]">Jason: "Largely but not totally"; so you leave a bit of room for me to manoeuvre in <img alt=":)" class="emote_img" src="http://static.ak.fbcdn.net/images/blank.gif" style="background-position: 0px 0px;" title=":)" />.
I wouldn't necessarily disagree with those statements as regards a
snap-shot of time in an individuals life. A measuring exercise can be
undertaken at any juncture. I am more referring to the formation of
ability by persistence, and one's innate opportunity to sculpt one's
mind from a young age. I believe measurable intelligence can be
increased in quotient within certain unknowable parameters (as a lot of
this is done during childhood). Going to your questing on prodigies
(fair direction I might add) I have to now refer to some examples: </span><br id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34465077}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]..[1]" /><span id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34465077}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]..[2]">Lang Lang "His mother played classical music to him while he was still in her womb." </span><a href="http://www.cbsnews.com/2100-18560_162-665508.html" id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34465077}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]..[3]" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">http://www.cbsnews.com/2100-18560_162-665508.html</a><span id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34465077}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]..[4]"> ( </span><a href="http://babyworld.co.uk/2011/07/classical-music-and-children/" id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34465077}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]..[5]" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">http://babyworld.co.uk/2011/07/classical-music-and-children/</a><span id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34465077}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]..[6]"> ) </span><br id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34465077}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]..[7]" /><span id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34465077}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]..[8]">Scott
MacIntyre: Scott, 26, grew up listening to music all of his life.
Scott’s mom played classical music while he was in the womb. She played
Disney tunes, praise songs and music from Phantom of the Opera. She
showed him how to play the piano when he was one. By the time he was
eighteen months, Scott was playing “Mary Had a Little Lamb” and other
one-fingered songs. When he was three, he was climbing up to the piano
himself. “I would be lost in my own little world,” says Scott. His
first paying gig was a wedding when he was six. (CNN reported the story
of him as a child piano prodigy.) Over the years Scott learned to
express his feelings whenever he would play. </span><br id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34465077}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]..[9]" /><span id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34465077}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]..[10]">Ariel
Lanyi: The other night I saw this show on the science channel called
SuperHuman. This episode focused on "geniuses". There were several
people featured on the show from an art prodigy to a man with an amazing
memory. Of the five people one of the was a little ten-year-old boy
named Ariel Lanyi from Israel who is a pianist and composer. I have seen
many piano prodigies, especially on the Internet, so seeing a child
play the piano like this was amazing but nothing incredibly new. However
it was what his parents said about how he developed his talent that
stuck out to me the most. Right in the beginning of the show Ariel's
mother says:</span><br id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34465077}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]..[11]" /><span id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34465077}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]..[12]">"There
is a theory that very young children can be taught anything. They don't
have to be born that way. But, the earlier you start the education, the
more you'll be able to achieve."</span><br id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34465077}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]..[13]" /><span id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34465077}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]..[14]">Daniel
Tammet: "As he talks, he studies my shirt and counts the stitches. Ever
since the age of three, when he suffered an epileptic fit, Tammet has
been obsessed with counting. Now he is 26, and a mathematical genius who
can figure out cube roots quicker than a calculator and recall pi to
22,514 decimal places. He also happens to be autistic, which is why he
can't drive a car, wire a plug, or tell right from left. He lives with
extraordinary ability and disability. Tammet is calculating 377
multiplied by 795. Actually, he isn't "calculating": there is nothing
conscious about what he is doing. He arrives at the answer instantly.
Since his epileptic fit, he has been able to see numbers as shapes,
colours and textures. The number two, for instance, is a motion, and
five is a clap of thunder. "When I multiply numbers together, I see two
shapes. The image starts to change and evolve, and a third shape
emerges. That's the answer. It's mental imagery. It's like maths without
having to think." "Savants have usually had some kind of brain damage.
Whether it's an onset of dementia later in life, a blow to the head or,
in the case of Daniel, an epileptic fit. And it's that brain damage
which creates the savant. I think that it's possible for a perfectly
normal person to have access to these abilities, so working with Daniel
could be very instructive."</span><br id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34465077}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]..[15]" /><span id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34465077}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]..[16]">Genius sculpted by autistic obsession: </span><a href="http://www.newstatesman.com/society/2010/11/dirac-autism-autistic" id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34465077}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]..[17]" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">http://www.newstatesman.com/society/2010/11/dirac-autism-autistic</a><br id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34465077}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]..[18]" /><span id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34465077}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]..[19]">Would
a musical genius become a musical genius if not exposed to music as
much as they tend to be; immersed within the music by their parents?
Would Tammet have achieved the same feats if he had never had an
epileptic fit that damaged his brain?</span><br id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34465077}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]..[20]" /><span id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34465077}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]..[21]">There
is genetic ability, but that’s not the be all and end all. The
obsession of autistic children can drive savant abilities to emerge
through obsessive tendencies. They aren’t born with theses abilities but
develop them through determination. All these savants develop talents
by IMMERSING themselves within a certain field. Pushing these abilities
forward in potency.</span></span></span><br />
<br />
<span id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34465234}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][1]"> </span><span data-ft="{"tn":"K"}" id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34465234}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]"><span class="UFICommentBody" id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34465234}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]."><span id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34465234}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]..[0]">Innate
intelligence develops as we grow up and is not easy to measure
accurately as it changes as we grow. Did a man who has an iq of 195 now
at the age of 45 have the same iq when he was 1 years old, 2 years old,
9, 10, twenty? No. He developed it by pushing his mind to learn and
understand. Yes he had a genetic ability which has the possibility to
express phenotypically a high iq, but without immersing himself in
learning to read and math and brain puzzles etc. etc. where would he
get? If the neuron branches were never formed....</span></span></span><br />
<br />
<span id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34465772}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][1]"> </span><span data-ft="{"tn":"K"}" id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34465772}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]" style="color: red;"><span class="UFICommentBody" id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34465772}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]."><span id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34465772}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]..[0]">Sam: Yeah,
I should have said this bit earlier. IQ tests only give reasonably
accurate results if done "blind". Not practiced. Someone who practices
increases their knowledge of the tests and what they typically contain.
They don't necessarily increase their intelligence.</span><br id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34465772}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]..[1]" /><br id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34465772}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]..[2]" /><span id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34465772}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]..[3]">Also, someone's IQ, true IQ, at 45 should be the same as when they were 1. Not the actual score obviously, the equivalent level.</span><br id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34465772}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]..[4]" /><br id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34465772}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]..[5]" /><span id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34465772}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]..[6]">My
thinking about prodigies is, it doesn't matter what you are immersed
in, you have to have the innate intelligence to acquire and apply the
knowledge. My guess (and it is a guess, like most of my thoughts so
far!) Is that there are thousands if not millions of parents trying to
create prodigies. Most kids just can't do it, or become it. They haven't
got "it". They weren't born with "it". Whatever it may be. Some kids
can do it, through genetics our whateve and become those prodigies, some
become prodigies by accident without stimulus, because they have it.
Innate.</span></span></span><span data-ft="{"tn":"K"}" id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34465234}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]" style="color: red;"><span class="UFICommentBody" id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34465234}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]."><span id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34465234}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]..[0]"> </span></span></span><span data-ft="{"tn":"K"}" id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34465077}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]" style="color: red;"><span class="UFICommentBody" id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34465077}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]."><span id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34465077}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]..[21]"> </span></span></span><br />
<div style="color: red;">
<br />
<span data-ft="{"tn":"K"}" id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34457694}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]"><span class="UFICommentBody" id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34457694}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]."></span></span><span data-ft="{"tn":"K"}" id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34214021}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]"><span class="UFICommentBody" id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34214021}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]."><span id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34214021}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]..[0]"> </span></span></span></div>
<div style="color: red;">
<span id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34465826}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][1]"> </span><span data-ft="{"tn":"K"}" id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34465826}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]"><span class="UFICommentBody" id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34465826}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]."><span id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34465826}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]..[0]">A
child who can be a prodigy can be a prodigy in many things depending on
the stimulus. Your immersion point. But they have to have capacity
first.</span></span></span></div>
<br />
<span id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34466197}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][1]"></span><span data-ft="{"tn":"K"}" id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34466197}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]"><span class="UFICommentBody" id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34466197}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]."><span id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34466197}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]..[0]">Jason: But
capacity can be increased through immersion, that is my point. The
human mind changes its physical structure as it grows. Brain scans of
people who play music show physical differences in size of certain areas
of the brain. That difference would never have happened if the child
wasn't obsessively immersed in music. And saying a musical genius could
say, become a mathematical genius instead in the absence of music would
be impossible to test as you can't test the same individual in say
parallel universes, well not yet. Testing a newborn baby that can't
talk, to measure its iq again is impossible as the abilities measured in
iq tests are learned. So ok, your going along the lines that a genius
is genetically a genius (Tammet wasn't, his genius was formed by having
an epileptic seizure). Which one day we will be able to measure more
accurately. But any genetically gifted child still needs to learn to
excel. If that child has no determination to learn where would it get?
Mediocrity. Drive to succeed is as important as innate heritable
characteristics. I think this concept would be a worthy addition to your
canon <img alt=":)" class="emote_img" src="http://static.ak.fbcdn.net/images/blank.gif" style="background-position: 0px 0px;" title=":)" /></span></span></span><span data-ft="{"tn":"K"}" id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34465826}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]"><span class="UFICommentBody" id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34465826}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]."><span id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34465826}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]..[0]"> </span></span></span><br />
<br />
<span data-ft="{"tn":"K"}" id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34457694}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]"><span class="UFICommentBody" id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34457694}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]."></span></span><span data-ft="{"tn":"K"}" id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34214021}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]"><span class="UFICommentBody" id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34214021}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]."><span id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34214021}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]..[0]"> </span></span></span><br />
<span id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34466264}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][1]"> </span><span data-ft="{"tn":"K"}" id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34466264}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]"><span class="UFICommentBody" id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34466264}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]."><span id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34466264}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]..[0]">If
the brain develops as we grow, in the directions we apply ourself, how
can it be innate? Some people are possibly able to build neural pathways
within the mind faster than others, but determination in specialising
is what creates a genius. Allrounders tend to spread their faculties too
thin to excel.</span></span></span><br />
<br />
<span id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34466336}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][1]"></span><span data-ft="{"tn":"K"}" id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34466336}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]"><span class="UFICommentBody" id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34466336}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]."><span id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34466336}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]..[0]">The genetics and the nurture both combine to form the phenotypically expressed high iq.</span></span></span><br />
<br />
<span data-ft="{"tn":"K"}" id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34466352}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]" style="color: red;"><span class="UFICommentBody" id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34466352}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]."><span id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34466352}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]..[0]">Sam: Sounds like a fair compromise..... <img alt=";-)" class="emote_img" src="http://static.ak.fbcdn.net/images/blank.gif" style="background-position: -80px 0px;" title=";-)" /></span></span></span><span data-ft="{"tn":"K"}" id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34466336}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]" style="color: red;"><span class="UFICommentBody" id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34466336}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]."><span id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34466336}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]..[0]"> </span></span></span><br />
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<span style="color: white;"><span data-ft="{"tn":"K"}" id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34466336}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]"><span class="UFICommentBody" id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34466336}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]."><span id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34466336}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]..[0]">Jason: I don't think it was...... </span></span></span></span><span data-ft="{"tn":"K"}" id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34466264}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]" style="color: red;"><span class="UFICommentBody" id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34466264}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]."><span id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34466264}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]..[0]"> </span></span></span><br />
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<span data-ft="{"tn":"K"}" id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34457694}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]"><span class="UFICommentBody" id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34457694}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]."></span></span><span data-ft="{"tn":"K"}" id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34214021}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]"><span class="UFICommentBody" id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34214021}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]."><span id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34214021}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]..[0]"> </span></span></span><br />
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<span data-ft="{"tn":"K"}" id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34457694}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]"><span class="UFICommentBody" id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34457694}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]."></span></span><span data-ft="{"tn":"K"}" id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34214021}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]"><span class="UFICommentBody" id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34214021}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]."><span id=".reactRoot[80].[1][2][1]{comment10151976821645694_34214021}..[1]..[1]..[0].[0][2]..[0]"> </span></span></span>Jason Wade Howardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08968987933637386754noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8833513835263060395.post-52107435366783901952013-02-20T21:48:00.001+00:002013-02-20T21:48:44.898+00:00SFW Guys Philosophy Chat: 10.02.13<span style="color: white;"><span id="internal-source-marker_0.6522381768210044" style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"><i><b>SFW mods and A.J. Snook partake in the first Google Docs discourse of a proposed series, to explore the future and philosophy.</b></i> </span><br />
<br />
<span id="internal-source-marker_0.6522381768210044" style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Jason: Is Justin kicking off as it was his idea . . ?</span><br />
<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"></span><br />
<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"></span><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Jason: And take it easy on me guys. I am a self-taught philosopher :) </span><br />
<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"></span><br />
<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Justin:
I am a self-taught everything, so no worries, lol. </span><br />
<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"></span><br />
<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Justin: you guys pick the topic, I've got too much floating through my head, lol.</span><br />
<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"></span><br />
<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Jason: Well you know my favourite topic, but it’s too early to go there already (</span><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline; vertical-align: baseline;">Infinity</span><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"> by the way)</span><br />
<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"></span><br />
<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline; vertical-align: baseline;">Humanism</span><br />
<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"></span><br />
<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Justin: as in what? That's always been unclear to me...</span><br />
<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"></span><br />
<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Jason:
Some would say that humanism is in reference to being humane? As in,
having a conscience, and the ability to empathise? A state that we as
humans, as a collective have as yet to reach. Is it like a shining light
of the way we wish humanity to really be?</span><br />
<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"></span><br />
<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Justin:
hmm, that is a philosophy I think a lot on. But, for me, personally,
its easy to feel part of the collective humanity, and empathise with
others. It's not even a philosophy, for me, but a way I naturally am...
Tho, I have done a lot of thinking on it.</span><br />
<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"></span><br />
<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Jason: Maybe if we look at it more broadly, it is the condition of being human. If we can even qualify for that . . .</span><br />
<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"></span><br />
<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Justin:
I think there is many ways of defining being human, but I think it
comes down to how well we do empathize, and connect with our fellow
humans.</span><br />
<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"></span><br />
<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Jason:
I have to say that I feel more of an Animalist at times (remember our
conversation Zack?) :) (Zack: Yes. :) ) (Jason: I thought this topic
might interest you)</span><br />
<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"></span><br />
<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">AJ:
Do you think it comes down to biology? You know the whole lizard brain
under the mammalian brain (and then what comes next?). When will the
next phase of evolution usher in true empathy? Could it be technology
that assists us in empathizing with each other?</span><br />
<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"></span><br />
<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Jason: I think we can empathise. i just see so many fools out in the world. Fools . . . through their lack of what???</span><br />
<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"></span><br />
<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Zack: </span><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Secular_humanism"><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: underline; vertical-align: baseline;">http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Secular_humanism</span></a><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"></span><br />
<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"></span><br />
<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Justin:
I think technology can improve on evolution, or hinder it. But, I
think, if you look at all organisms than you can see that connection,
that empathy, even among the lowest life forms. Connection between ones
of the same species, or groups. In any ecology you see the web of life,
where everything is connected, even in ways we can't fully understand.</span><br />
<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"></span><br />
<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Jason: Empathy is a conscious mode. How aware are animals of what they do?. </span><br />
<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"></span><br />
<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Justin: good question. Maybe its more of an unconscious process, coming from our evolution?</span><br />
<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"></span><br />
<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">AJ:
I think of sympathy as being psychological and empathy as being
emotional. With sympathy you can imagine someone’s pain, but with
empathy you have felt their pain.</span><br />
<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"></span><br />
<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Justin:
that's very true Aj. I can say, from experience, that's true. So, how
do we make such a strong connection with someone else that we can feel
what they feel? I personally think it has to do with Jung's collective
unconscious. Or something similar.</span><br />
<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"></span><br />
<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Jason:
Sympathise is to also express one’s acknowledgement of the pain?
Empathise is to feel it but not necessarily express it? (not sure as
these words have multiple definitions).</span><br />
<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"></span><br />
<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Jason:
I find it hard to sympathise or empathise with a human who has the
ability to make a change. I do have all the heart in the world for
someone who has had their choices removed though. The social disconnect
from caring about oppression of our fellow human would seem a symptom of
our “busy lives”</span><br />
<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"></span><br />
<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Justin:
I agree. It is part of our now fast paced lifestyles. I think we need
to reclaim some of the old ways of ancient cultures. I think, like
Hinduism, and Buddhism have a lot to teach us.</span><br />
<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"></span><br />
<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">AJ:
I totally agree. Not to get too hippy, but McKenna calls that “the
archaic revival”. Going into the past and sampling all of the good
parts, then using our imaginations to find ways to integrate them with
modern society. </span><br />
<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"></span><br />
<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Justin:
yes, exactly. I think there is at least that much to be said for the
"community" that forms with religions. I think we, like all organisms
need to be part of a community.</span><br />
<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"></span><br />
<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">AJ:
Currently I don’t believe I can truly feel what a Foxconn employee
working 70 hour weeks or a sex-slave in Eastern Europe feels. I think
society has been stratified in that way for a long time and our biology
allows for there to be a gap between people. I wonder if we can evolve
past that? If so, what will it take to make that evolutionary leap?</span><br />
<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"></span><br />
<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Justin:
I think we certainly can. Look at how we've evolved already. Technology
is part of that evolution, and will continue to be. I mean, humans are a
form of biological technology (AJ: good point), right?</span><br />
<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"></span><br />
<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"></span><br />
<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">AJ: I agree. It seems like technology will play a part in it somewhere. It’s such a huge part of our culture now.</span><br />
<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"></span><br />
<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Jason:
But what makes you think people will choose to become more caring? Does
the more-caring nature we find (sometimes) in maturity mean more people
will choose to bio-engineer their babies to be empathetic . . instead
of overbearingly powerful? Most parents wish their children to get out
into the world and succeed/dominate either monetarily or culturally? (an
innate flaw in social values again?) (Justin; very good point!).</span><br />
<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"></span><br />
<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Zack:
I think when we advance as a culture, we will realize and recognize
culturally that the goal is not to dominate, but to make this world a
good place to live. I don’t think the answer will come from technology,
because I see technology as largely being just as good or evil as the
people using it. I think we must learn to advance socially again, which
current Western society seems oblivious to.</span><br />
<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"></span><br />
<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Jason:
I agree, there is a lot of egocentricism that needs to be purged. But I
also am an optimist, though my optimism about human nature changing is
limited. I don’t see this as necessarily a flaw; just a perpetuation of
the human struggle/race. I think we have a bright future, but not one
that avoids the marring of human contrivances.</span><br />
<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"></span><br />
<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Justin:
I think technology, as you said Zack, is what we make of it. But, I
don't think its as simple as the fact that western society generally
misuses it. I think it is just another part of our evolution, so that
natural selection will weed out the useless, or we will impose our own
artificial evolution. I think, at our core, we will always follow the
path evolution had already laid for us, that is now etched into even our
genes.</span><br />
<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"></span><br />
<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Jason:
A genetic singularity will be wholly uncontrollable I feel. Who is
going to stop parents from upgrading their kids in anyway they see fit?
The answer is no one. Such tech is going to become cheap and easy. And
you have two choices: allow the freedom to roll, or clamp-down Big
Brother-style.</span><br />
<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"></span><br />
<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Zack:
I think each of us has the power to “transcend” our individual genetic
“programming.” It is difficult for sure, but philosophizing on morals
and ethics at all indicates that we each have the potential to be
“better” to be “more” than our lizard brain impulses. I think that
healthier society would do deep thinking on what comprises healthy
social rigors, and imposing them would enrich each member of society,
not oppress them. Individuals would embrace such values, even though
they are imposed “big brother style” because they actually, honestly
good for you as an individual. Oppressive societies only need to oppress
because they have norms, laws, whatever that are only beneficial for a
very small segment of society.</span><br />
<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"></span><br />
<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Jason:
I agree Zack. I think your model is something to aspire to in part. I
think the evolution of our minds is something we need to look at
closely. I think if humans were more intelligent then it could work.
maybe in a future where the human mind is in every instance capable of
deep thinking then there would be pockets of high-society as you
suggest. but there will always be a flip-side. But I don’t see diversity
as an innate problem, just a subjective one. As it will perpetuate
struggle. We could hope that one day the people of the Earth could at
least be harmonious, but if we spread to the stars there will no longer
be the “we need to get on in a finite space” factor/pressure?</span><br />
<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"></span><br />
<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Jason:
As to individual transcendence. I think we humans have this capability
inside. But I don’t think everyone has the capability to reach this
state of heightened collectiveism as rote. Though I sorely wish we all
could. It is too complex. Nature and nurture and intake of
substance/disease sculpts our minds.</span><br />
<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"></span><br />
<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Zack: For sure.</span><br />
<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"></span><br />
<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Jason:
there is nothing surer than human diversity. There are nations in the
world who will take different approaches. There is nothing we can do
about the fact the nations who choose development will leave the
conservatives behind. It’s a simple matter of
social/technological/genetic evolution.</span><br />
<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"></span><br />
<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Justin:
I think that's true. Different cultures and societies will develop
their own ways to survive and flourish. Jusf like the diversity of
organisms in nature, which have learned to do similiar things, or
achieve similiar goals, even through drastically different ways.</span><br />
<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"></span><br />
<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Zack:
An interesting question, and I still don’t know the answer myself.
There are two competing views of how human societies change over time.
One is evolution -- we are constantly changing, improving, making
ourselves better, socially as well as genetically. Another view is that
humans are dominated by our animal impulses and we are doomed to destroy
any social progress we make through cycles of improvement and
backpedalling. Sadly, I look at history I see both paradigms. I’m not
sure that we’re necessarily on the perpetual improvement track, but I
hope that we are. </span><br />
<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"></span><br />
<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Jason:
I think both of those views are stereotypes. As in the shades of grey
are too numerous to quantify. I would say that my personal ideology is a
blend; an I hope realistic blend :)</span><br />
<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"></span><br />
<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Zack: Any ideas on how to get closer to the truth?</span><br />
<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"></span><br />
<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Jason: The truth about where it will go?</span><br />
<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"></span><br />
<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Zack:
Yeah, how can we be “between” progress and perpetual cycles of progress
and regression? I’m not sure how you can have something inbetween.
Unless you mean something like a general trend toward betterment with
occasional bouts of conservative idiocy pulling this back?</span><br />
<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"></span><br />
<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Jason:
Maybe once something like life extension bolsters the weak thoughts and
scared ideologies of the aged we will become less conservative as a
genetic movement (species)? There will always be waxing and waning
though the goalposts are bound to shift.</span><br />
<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"></span><br />
<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Zack:
Are they shifting in a positive direction or just at random? </span><br />
<br />
<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Jason:
you should read my blog mini-series on positivity. </span><br />
<br />
<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Zack: Will do.</span><br />
<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"></span><br />
<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Justin:
I constantly see a progression towards "positive" in all things,
because that's the way of nature. Even in the storm of chaos and
possibility, a natural order forms. Call it emergence, or statistical
probability, but it is most definitely there.</span></span>Jason Wade Howardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08968987933637386754noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8833513835263060395.post-37673661662929773032013-01-27T17:19:00.000+00:002013-01-27T22:30:38.509+00:00Three Zones of Infinity<!--[if gte mso 9]><xml>
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<![endif]--><span style="color: white;"><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Infinity
by its definition includes all, as in everything: meaning there is only
one true physical Infinity. Of course Infinity can be chopped up into
sections which possess (POV) infinite properties, or certain directions
can be taken infinitely; but for me, shall we say, Absolute Infinity is
quite simply All and everything</span><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">: </span><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">as in "Infinity" is by nature a singular state.</span></span><br />
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<span style="color: white;"><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">I
see our Visible Universe as one POV constituent within one zone of a three zone existence (taken
from human perspective), of which there is our scale (let’s just say
atom to edge of visible universe as an example of being one constituent), there is infrascopic
scales (zooming in as with a microscope on matter to the infinitesimal,
like a Mandelbrot zoom ad infinitum) and there is suprascopic scales (which are say a sea of trillions of universes making up a multiversal
blanket which could be viewed all at once but then zooming out further
until the blanket becomes but a spot in a collection of blankets and
then) zooming out infinitely: I would see the latter as the diametric
opposite of the infinitesimal. I would see the scale of human perspective stratum as just one layer in an infinite stratigraphy of POVs at
different zoom functions</span><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">. </span></span></div>
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<span style="color: white;"><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">So basically a stratigraphically layered structure to Infinity at different scales.</span><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"> </span><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="color: white;"><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">So
our Visible Universe is, in effect, a POV bubble that resides within an
infinite stratum on our scale which in turn is one layer in the
stratigraphical construct of All (we know there are layers by what is
testable in quantum physics and chemistry) but these layers are dictated
by the scale of vision of the beholder.</span><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="color: white;"><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">It
also needs to be said that the human POV is of course not limited to
the visible universe, but one is able to travel infinitely (in theory) along
the human POV stratum whatever that may turn out to be; </span><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: 'Courier New'; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">without changing scale, just moving the bubble's centre as the subject
travels in any direction through an </span>infinite single
universe (infinite zone of matter or protomatter areas of expansion and contraction) or multiverse (this is only categorisation). </span></span><br />
<br /></div>
Jason Wade Howardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08968987933637386754noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8833513835263060395.post-24664411877148367832013-01-26T22:39:00.001+00:002013-01-27T11:54:55.584+00:00All human action whether positive or negative has a positive outcome 3<h3 class="post-title entry-title" itemprop="name">
<span style="color: white;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-size: small;">Having more is our fundamental character. And to have more we have to
take from others. Taking from others by force is becoming increasingly
hard. Taking from the willing by being constructive is positive.</span></span></span></span></h3>
<h3 class="post-title entry-title" itemprop="name">
<span style="color: white;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-size: small;">I would never be so bold as to suggest negative action doesn't exist. I am saying people always
as a collective seek to learn and stop negative action as default. There
will always be contrary examples, but that does nothing to disprove
that the most developed and productive nations on Earth are successful
because of their ability to turn negatives into a positive.<br /><br />I
will concede there is a long way to go. All nations of the world have to
work for the common international good, and stop squabbling for
nationalist ideology to be thrust forth. The EU is a shining example of
people trying to unify to be stronger and more just for all.<br /><br />We
can say that good and bad are just conditioned sociological states, but
what about the tendency of atoms to group and form molecules. What of
the tendency of life to group and form self perpetuating protectorates,
innately. What of the natural instinct of people to accumulate and
build? Matter has evolved itself, within its own confines/laws to be
inherently productive and creative.<br /><br />?</span></span></span></span></h3>
Jason Wade Howardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08968987933637386754noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8833513835263060395.post-28268424124453770692013-01-26T22:20:00.004+00:002013-07-05T13:05:39.307+01:00Infinite possible configurations of matter.<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span id="internal-source-marker_0.8641009067721315" style="background-color: transparent; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Maybe
the Universe's individuality, its configuration, is decided by differences
that themselves have an infinite amount of possible states/configurations. Infinite
amounts of laws of physics if you will, not only on our plane (quantum
to edge of visible universe or other universe on comparable scale of
resolution), but also going down in scale infinitely, into the infrascopic past Planck and
beyond without end. So if matter is tied into its inner states going down infinitely,
the permutations of these possible inner states are also infinite? due
to this infinity there is no way another earth could exist that is the
same because it is inextricably linked to an infinite system that
expresses itself in an infinite amount of possible variations. So there
are no repetitions.</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="background-color: transparent; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">And so, if one travels out into our visible universe or outside of it into an infinite expanse of our universe or indeed a universe beyond it that is one constituent of a multiverse, on our scale of existence, there are no copies of our earth or of oneself out there in infinity because the possible configurations of
matter/existence, are endless ways in which to be expressed. </span></span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="background-color: transparent; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">I suppose the question to ask is whether an infinite amount of possible configurations is contingent upon being tied into
an infinite internal history or not? Or whether the amount of possible configurations can be limitless within a POV scale that ends around-abouts planck?</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="background-color: transparent; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">So how does the prior sit with determinism? Does an infinite possible amount of states mean matter can be anywhere other than where it's supposed to be? Would there have to be an infinitely precise method of configuring these states to take on their properties? Would an infinite expanse of the infinitesimal infrascopic scales of matter, if linked to matter on our scale, cause an infinite chain of cause and effect that can't be reconciled theoretically?</span></span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="background-color: transparent; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">I personally wouldn't talk about predetermined, though all movement is cause and effect;
decisions are make-able, just a sequence of events that leads to
present state.</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="background-color: transparent; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">Within the infinitesimal cause and effect chain there
could indeed be a lack of cause and effect (lack of time-lag anyway) because internal
states are directly linked to the larger. So instead of a history, it
exists as simultaneous movements on an infinite scale. </span></span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="background-color: transparent; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">This
seems like quite a decision to make. Direct instant effections, or
cause and effect internal histories spiralling down infinitely with time
a factor that builds up the further one goes. </span></span><br />
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<![endif]--><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-size: small;">Inspired by a recent, very interesting conversation I had, here is my attempt to question a philosophical favourite: </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-size: small;">If this has been stated by far greater minds years ago then I apologise. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-size: small;">I would have to say that for me, Occam's Razor, whilst on the surface seems like an important and proven tool in validating a theor<span style="font-size: small;">y's</span> relevance, there is a possible weakness<span style="font-size: small;">.</span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;">Occam's Razor inevitabl<span style="font-size: small;">y</span> gets applied</span> from a limited perspective. OK, I know that a human perspective is limited. And I know that human perspective as a group is a seemingly quite wide and yet limited one. But can Occam's <span style="font-size: small;">R</span>azor really be applied with definite certainty as regards the validity of ordering theories into a qualifying list of more or less possible? (OK I recognise that at one end of the list resides the ridiculous which Occam's Razor can address <span style="font-size: small;">rather well</span>, but I am looking at the end of the list where "lower amounts of components need to be added": as in the non-ridiculous).<span style="font-size: small;"> </span>If one chooses to look at existence from an unlimited perspective, temporally, therein the weakness<span style="font-size: small;"> in</span> application</span></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"> <span style="font-size: small;">of Occam's Razor </span>is highlighted</span></span></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-size: small;">. How can
Occam's <span style="font-size: small;">R</span>azor apply to something that <span style="font-size: small;">will turn out to be true<span style="font-size: small;"> </span></span>though we haven't confirmed it as<span style="font-size: small;"> s</span>uch
yet? Surely if <span style="font-size: small;">a theory</span> is true then it is true no matter how many components are
required? </span></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;">T</span>hrough not being able to see the developments of the future, <span style="font-size: small;">t</span></span></span><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-size: small;">he fact we don't know yet and apply Occam's <span style="font-size: small;">R</span>azor will not effect
the fact that we will discover the truth<span style="font-size: small;"> at a later stage/date</span>? <span style="font-size: small;">T</span>herefore<span style="font-size: small;">,</span> any theory we apply Occam's Razor to and state this is less likely to be true, we <span style="font-size: small;">always have to remember that Occam's <span style="font-size: small;">R</span>azor <span style="font-size: small;">could be completely wrong<span style="font-size: small;"> on a specific theory regardless of <span style="font-size: small;">a<span style="font-size: small;">dd</span>ition or <span style="font-size: small;">subtrac</span>tion of </span>components</span>.</span></span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;">Now I know that thi<span style="font-size: small;">s doesn't completely invalidate Occam's Razor, but it does weaken the use of it in an argument o<span style="font-size: small;">ver</span> which theory is more valid than another from an analytical point of view?</span></span></span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;">Mayb<span style="font-size: small;">e</span>(not)<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;">?</span></span> </span></span></span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: small;">:) </span> </span></span></span></span><br />
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Jason Wade Howardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08968987933637386754noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8833513835263060395.post-34685205211537035102012-12-25T00:12:00.000+00:002012-12-25T00:12:26.359+00:00Incessant nonsensical babblings (old stream of thought)<div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
<span style="font-size: small;">The pinnacle of peoples powers progresses progressively,
upon perpendicular protrusions, as industrial satyrs escalate photosynthetic
concubines, who develop finite methods of exposure to said materialistic
civilisations. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">Residence
of powerful people part the clouds as the composite of power and structure
sways in integrity.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">Untouchable
overlords flit numbers in reports that respond to rarity of resources that were
raided, requisitioned and then routed around. The energy burns as fervouritive
as a chocolate finger in a furnace of fiery finitism </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">Fools
fail to focus on the future instead profits soar as pieces of paper appropriate
pugilism and pistol whipping in a population of power crazed punks that seek to
relinquish all the pressure from their own arteries and ignore the awesome
answers that our ancestors asked of us by augmentation of the still present yet
hard to visualize evolution of modern populations.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">The
fear of genetics is real and understandable yet there is no way that a destiny
can be stopped. A singular fate for oneself is hard to understand maybe the
variables are to diverse yet a situation as that of mankind being of infinite
diversity is hopelessly under the control of fate with an end product of power
impossible to curtail.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">The
reality of our situation is scary for many, as the masses are motivated - as a
child – by propaganda of newspapers that package purist ideals of softness –
which do not work in practice – because the inspiration of many of our kind has
been lost as life has become to easy. However out of the many strive a few that
seek artistic ecstasy wrought by the desire to evoke reaction in the less
imaginative. Emotional response is for some everyday occurent in lives filled
with mystery from miasmal visions that circumnavigate the decadence that is
starting to encompass a now globalised civilisation. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">Waves
of wonderment bombard us from eccentric, crazy and drug induced trance that the
people so look down upon not realizing the ideas generated by damage to and
expansion of the mind that alternate viewpoints altering brain chemistry and
the connections therein cause. Provocative as ideas can be drugs whilst
altering brain function do untold damage to the body in a catch 22 that only
the unfortunate enlightened sufferers are introduced to.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">Seeking
and exploring all have a part to play.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">A
human mind that does not fulfil its potential is inevitable for everyone that
has ever been human.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">A
so called super being who has governance of common sense to its extreme coupled
with an intelligence of untold power is nigh impossible as the people who
exhibit these attributes feel themselves funnelled into the field they are
gifted to. Two lifetimes would maybe be enough or just do not shelter genius
from real life fearing that a person will miss out somehow by not achieving
true potential. A genetically induced 200 year lifespan given to a super being
is probably a target that will be sought as the greatest technological advances
in biology develop to the true extent as mankind follows the aforesaid fate
that he cannot ignore.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">Super
sentience is a sentence supplied by life that follows an inevitable design,
created for what reason or by whom we still struggle to understand. If gods are
in control, the answer is simple as religion is wont to believe. Or is a more
structured, active, organized use of energy inevitable as atoms just do what it
is in their nature to do. Maybe both of the above answers are correct as an
invention is likely but the source is unknown and out of sight. We must achieve
more, much more before we will have the gift of this understanding. The true
knowledge of the cycles we are within………………</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">Unending
universes anoint us with awe that strikes our consciousness with the desire to
comprehend.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">The
ability to comprehend our plane of existence doesn’t seem to far out of reach,
time being the only hindrance to explore the unending amounts of universes that
are of a size we can feasibly interact with but to understand or even involve
ourselves with the endless scale of matter within our own bodies and everything
else on the same plane as us within our line of sight we would have to develop
techniques of probing that could exist outside of technology or any other
machination. Maybe a projection of the mind could penetrate the infinite
universes below us that organise themselves into the constituents of our level.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">Does
a god exist within us and from a miniscule vantage control the next link up.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">For
us to become the god we must penetrate up a level.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">Being
an observer in the next level in itself poses problems as a vast expansion in
mental energy and the powers produced as a by-product would be required to
create a gigantic astral eye that could interpret the information from the vast
amounts of universes required to form the strings that make up the structure of
this higher level but to actually be in control and as a governance create a
system by which the next level is organised by our will to the extent where
life is created and – dare we dream it – controlled by us, we ourselves with
our combined wills would have control vast numbers of universes on our plane to
have any chance of manipulation. This would seem like the ultimate goal but
this has already been achieved by our god / gods / entities of significant
understanding/technology / manipulation of biology.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">So
what is the ultimate goal? How many levels are there? Is our planes eventual
control of the next level up not governed truly by our level as we are
ourselves controlled from within / the god level below us. If we are controlled
by them, who controls them. Are the levels an infinite chain where the only
true god lies at the bottom? Who created the true god what is the source. Is
the chain a circle where eventually the circle of life will be complete, as
life finds the source? How can there be an end or a beginning. Everything must
be infinite but the structure of infinity is what we seek to discover. Maybe
our circle of existence (or chain) is one of many; well using the idea of
infinity, we have two choices…</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">:
Our circle is infinite so there is only one that takes up all the space that
exists in everything.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">or</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">: Although our circle is infinite where there is one there
must be another due to the fact that infinity exists and is applicable to all forms.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">If
the latter is true our circle must be one of many that when combined create an
ultimate one universe. This one universe is the goal of all life as all life
seeks to penetrate it and explore its infinity. Could this one ultimate
universe also be one of many that’s quantity is also infinite?</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">Theorizing
can turn up ideas and claim discoveries but one thing is certain, there is no
end to everything, and we will never understand how it all works, we may
discover / explore some of it if our species reaches its end-form in evolution
but the adventure will never cease and our appetite to know will never end as
mysteries of the universe always seem to contradict within the scape of our
imagination.</span></div>
Jason Wade Howardhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08968987933637386754noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8833513835263060395.post-29125393211997479852012-12-19T23:35:00.002+00:002012-12-19T23:42:27.077+00:00Are Rats Inferior to Humans, Socially? A Thought . . .<div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">
I taught my dog not to kill things on the spot. She used to stay still
even though her energy could tangibly spill over any second, and then
look up into my eyes. I need but flick a finger and she would kill. If I
told her to stop mid-flow she would. Humans also learn about actions
and consequences (punishments). Is it the ability to resist our
instincts, the ability to learn to resist our instincts, or the ability
to teach others to resist their instincts that sets us apart from "beasts"? None,
because <span class="highlight">animals</span> can resist their instincts (I wouldn't say all <span class="highlight">animals</span>, but the division is not drawn between us and certain <span class="highlight">animals</span> (mammals) like rats but much further down into the animal kingdom), so <span class="highlight">animals</span> can clearly learn to resist, and of course <span class="highlight">animals</span> chastise their young to make them resist their instincts.<br />
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If <span class="highlight">animals</span> couldn't resist certain
instincts (even sexual) their societies (hierarchies) would break down
or spill over into perpetual violence. <br />
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I don't know much of rat behaviour but I assume that when they collect
into groups they do have a pecking order. Which would suggest
subordinates are forced to learn how to resist their instincts and tow
the line?
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