| the rant thread to end all rant threads
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yes, why do we fit into these molds that our brethen continually sculpt? is it in fact a remedy, or only part of the solution? but maybe im going too fast.. backtrack to the time of the mosquitos and other such pesky creatures. was there ever continuity? or is all time destined to follow a chaotic series of die tosses? perhaps there was never any form of consiousness as we know it, but instead only a narrow, branching path into oblivion. does it allow us to see through the facade of human nature and explore the inner extemities of the mind, or are these deeds best reserved for psychedelic substances? because i know that whatever god has been present throughout the great cycle of matter and consiousness must show some form of centralized apathy.
the meaning?
three forms of knowlege bridge the gap between enlighenment and despair, and many others may show their colors with time. now, what values can we place on these critical networks? is there even a meaning? or is all of human thought and progress part of some endless interconnected loop.. will we ever discover that critical piece of the answer? perhaps.. what changes must we make to all of our lives to be free from the shackles of a central controlling power? is anarchy ever the path to happiness? perhaps the ebb and flow of chaos itself will emerge from the trivial complexities of civilized living, and make its presense the center of any organized movement. but why are we even constrained by these invisible forces? is there any method to the madness, and can a solution even be approximated? without anywhere else to go, we must evolve, and conquer the very principles of reality itself along the way. and i assure you that i will be along for the ride. what will we make of all of our lives? what mark will we make on the fabric of consious reality?
and is there still hope.. every day, the forces of order (dark) grow closer and more determined. will mere philosophy be enough for the beasts? without chaos, all that is would in fact cease to be, and every particle displaced undoubtably has dire consequences, with far-reaching implications. is there any meat to life besides pleasure ? the work put into human betterment seems almost put to waste in the big picture.. but then again, what does have an impact on the big picture? all we see is a fraction of a fraction of a fraction, and these minute values in fact hold the key to our very existance. who will be the first one to see through the veil, and uncover the REAL truth? drugs cannot be the only route to satisfaction and betterment, as the sun cannot turn without three mutual attractors. will we decode the meaning in time? or are the footprints left too vague, the ideas too esoteric. hopelessness may just be the only true answer. and what then? will we all be left to wander the earth without motivation or pride? maybe, just maybe, these circumstances will allow us all to see into the eyes of our only true god, and finally come to grips with reason, and thus our fates.
"is there truth beyond chemistry?"
__________________ Drink your vaccine and let's shrink
And bring your poodle so it doesn't eat us
The roads will be so wide
No traffic jams when we're half a foot tall
Bring what you need down here
We'll shrink it all by microwave
Don't wanna die like dinosaurs
We'll have enough resources to go round |