That's the problem no, man versus nature? We declare war in the middle of screaming about how we know everything. After cowering in caves we had to come together to conquered over nature but, what did we sacrificed? I wonder what we worshipped in those dark, fire light moments? The thing that worries me the most is when we say 'whatever, it works. We don't know how. Stop asking questions. Just send it to market'. In considering, that might just be my kind of mind that asks, but how?
Man versus man, what a suicidal consideration. Are we cannibalistic by nature? Or, is it simply the seeded proposition? “Man you can have all this curvy bliss, once you bring me the head of John the Baptist.” I watched this video from the Institute of Human Anatomy and I'm convinced, just a suggestion made me hungry. Yes this dangerous territory following this father with a new child, repeating the reassurance he was not going to eat what he stole from the hospital, but seemed to love playing with.
This maturely prime, estrusly tender looking shedded cut was making my mind salivate. If it wasn't repeated, of what not to do, would I be thinking on how would you prepare? Would I be wondering of how I love BBQ? Oh so freshly fecund and succulently sensitive, not to mention the jelly, words internally combating the voice of the old Rastaman ghost screaming of the primary pussyclot and raising the question of prions. The Self of now, in mind tossed a hand dismissive in the idea of danger only in brain and organ tissue. Everybody loved the movie THE JOKER.
Oh so gross, expressions escaping some woman of the passed, as they fought over my Long Island Iced Tea, squeamish over bones in meat. Yeah right, wait till you are really starving motherfucker. Prions who? All just random ideas war racing, because some so and so claimed I shouldn't dive into intellection of primary human drives. Without the injection, would there be any tasty consideration, witnessing the juicy delicious nature of birth? Now it is all just a question of commodity, as we dig deeper into the reality over the interrogation of our cellular universe. No, headhunting is in no way epigenetically erased from that tiny memory of ours.
Competition, I would say, is healthy for its own sake. But the suggested conditioning into the young as a planetary rule? Is it true, that it is necessary? What fuels this notion? What Feeds the fire of middle earth? Is the oil miss placed, is it required to maintain the delicate equilibrium of this, our temporary planetary prison? Of course we are trapped, only if we can't learn to work together. What, did you score a 'does not play well with others' in kindergarten? The first week of office, the President stated all the Nation's offensive concerns Germany up front, an ally. The list was long, like Japan's conquest less than a century ago. I have already spoke of symbols.
Strange, how I have always feared cages but, hunted dark close spaces. Hiding in tops shelf closets as a kid for...fun? Was it a return? All dark behind a closed, secure door, quiet in mind racing in unknown crazy, for extended bouts of time? The idea of everybody as an enemy, in the quality of what is the meaning of community, as we have witnessed a century sold out to a blood saturated, sticky business that concludes the reality of a man versus man, answers what question? Well damn. Is it any wonder everybody's a little anxious?
If the statue in the New York harbour represents Government, is it true that the scales in her hands pivot the rivalry of force trying to tip consent? “War alone brings up to their highest tension all human energies and puts a stamp of mobility upon the people who have the courage to meet it.” Mussolini. Legit Nazi right, also said, “I do not believe in perpetual peace not long do I not believe in it, I find it depressing and a negation of all of the fundamental virtues of man.” Are these ideas you share?
The ancient Greeks had a way of thinking through things, did they not. Tyrannos would be their description of his style of Government ruled by a single corrupt person without honour. Aristocracy is a couple of men ruling ethically. Oligarchy a small group of vile in control of things. A broad collection of righteous peoples they call A Timocracy, and of Democracy the REPUBLIC AND LAWS described a large gang malignant reprobate full of schemes resembling ambitions of four mythic horsemen. Good thing those days and definitions are long, gone?
We have added names to the categories of Kings laws, the rules of priests and the conventions of elected officials, but I keep reading in history, when I am distracted from being locked on the rolling revelations, crimes, and disregard for humanity and the rights aimed to make us equal, another cardinal rule of eh Fascismo, of the first two years of our double twenties, is there a ruling class without a fancy title? Do they want you to believe they don't exist, because they always seem to be lurking in the shadows, string pulling, despite the appearance of the leaders or the name of the party they represent.
Is it simply a hypnotic sickness feeding the notion of man versus himself. Suicide is rapid and growing. The UK tabulates four deaths a week, in the age range between fucking FIVE to eighteen. FIVE according to Papyrus, a suicide prevention charity. Leading cause of death of my personal peoples numbering six. This organization never mentioning of how vicious this pear group has evolved into, recently reliving a few children laughing at a drowning man, horny to make a youTube video.
Society's reflected well being is mirrored in how it chooses entertainment. Reaching out for help online, landslides suggestions self harm land mines. I am not convinced AI is brilliant, as it just feeds me a selection of the last idea I just searched. Maybe, I want only to see a specific fail, hey I am only human, now I have an army. Again, I have to erase the history and loose important ideas I was rabbit hole diving.
I can not help but get in my own way of thinking everyday, what is the meaning of life? Imagine, during a time of an undeveloped mind, following trends, one created this memory? Experiencing the essence of the beginning, singing rappers are in danger, with way too many uncertain variables shock waving emotional detours, in having to live the way somebody says, to be fully accepted. Who is saying what? I only hear the people of the world chanting, FUCK NO MORE, all over the place.
But, I have always refused to point the finger and mock, lets say a beautifully, super fit brick house of a woman, because she was born with half a strawberry mask perfectly proportioned, to attract common eyes of disgrace overshadowing an, out of the ordinary architecture. Ignored, distracted, blinded most even, by insignificant facial discoloration. In her, I found I was triply attracted. Alas I was only a little shit scheming, on the allusive hymen promised I never did catch.
I couldn't stop the consideration: what of affects in absorbing an unrelenting flow of microsecond, superficial, impotent measures of vain superiority, on a constant hump of the subconscious. That motherfucker has no sense of humour. Parents call for regulation, pop ups warning labels, over content drenched in a song of sex and violence, shared because ad space need to sell. Don't touch that red button, was an interesting topic of a Thoughy2 youTube video, but most of his are.
There is more than one reason to keep the child out of online. If alcohol, and Marijuana are dangerous in the fertile mind, what is arresting the center of young motivation doing to the health of humanity's future? Only one in many issues but, of its importance? Is it a pathological societal symptom, man versus himself ignoring, the engineers admitting to coding pages as addictive as possible? Ignoring them when they say she's was designed to be destructive.
In essence, in substance, surrendering swag in constant counteraction of thy neighbour, with the finger we point, outlining shallow, perceived perceptions as a trade, in this dog eat dog, electric environment pretending concrete matter, echoing 'I would never say that in real life'. Is that right? Under two controls I would argue: the view of the animal before you is subhuman or, the phenomenological world of touch and danger, you care less for and are too accustomed to the domain of racing bytes. Here I'm going to wild card liquored up teenagers as too obvious.
The question of man versus himself has always been, what is real. Authentic for few is the rape of many under edict of Monarch and cronies. Ravaged all mooneyed, all and one and international, sing many myths of the passed. Now with the study of the mind, weaponized the best wash of noesis from inside and, out through the individual. For us to torture ourselves, by implying 'do you really feel? You should try pain'. As all those devious questions and situations supplied, are one in the same word games from the beginning of time.
New begins again. The novel man versus machine learning the game of man versus man fighting his natural nature to fight himself. But this is all a dirty dream. Repeated over as far back as we can see. Before we travel into the future, together shouldn't we be able to see. Reduced into a compiler of ad revenue and appropriated creator dividends, calling evil plebeian functions to spill the god complexing variables of pathological control freaks, charting the way into every solitary destiny. The panic was only declared over not too long ago, Fiona and her brother reminded how quickly it all falls apart. Shit I forgot. Already.
The first AI released into chat space instantly started spouting hate, says what? This is not mental illness of the algorithm as it follows commands, but the illumination of the syndrome all men and women simply refuse to end the embrace. The sneer at the very sight of one and other, built our initial rendition of the framework being copied and passed on into the lives of all citizens of our global nationality.
And that is what we are. One reflection, locked in between tax brackets, ignoring the vast array of innovation that must materialize to restore, at least, the relative peace and harmony of fifty years without a world war. Shit yeah, only 178 countries, give or take, locked in 'STONE THY NEIGHBOUR'. What a goal. What if one and all imagined super harmonious power, encouraging ultimate human potential from day one, endlessly whispering into infant ears 'you are a hero'. Installing a game theory set in all children to contend, never instills the will to find, a win for both you and I perspective.
Only the gods will chuckle at initial runtime, reading the rules of a laugh at the looser object, entering the call of this satellite raffle. Yourself, do you suffer of riding a hamster wheel insanity? If industrial emissions causing climate change is a hoax, we still have to figure all the other solutions like: dwindling supplies of water, burning rain forest or wild fires, nutrition empty soil, antibiotic overdose perforating inner linings or is that caused by agrochem runoff? Whatever, there's also open air slavery, micro plastic contamination, mercury in the oceans and on and on and on. A union of minds, need to come together right now, to right the wrongs.
In all the fables of man and his horror, playing the game of himself versus everything, has propped programmed gun towers on some intersections in the middle east, is of old lore already told with fresh artifact, rewinding 'when they came from me'. We have to open our eyes to reality of when blood money writes the code. Peace is just not economically viable. Was it an industry, that facilitated Hitler to maintain, 'We are only arming in defence'? Yikes where have I heard that before? Thank you Thoughty2, for introducing me to the son of the man that straightened me out on the nature of suggestion, and the mountain the other RIFs.
I wonder what nurturing code sounds like, leaching out of loud speakers? Does it qualify as love does on ice crystals? There are words said 'to know where you're going, you have to know your history', ignoring that and present repeated conspiracy, I can visualize a beautifully balanced future for all. And if all do the same maybe, happily the truth will fall.
But without the notion of man versus the machine, a tool, patented by the few to rule over many, or man versus anything, the idea, contradiction, will block any kind of the healing of humanity. All of us equal, all of us balanced with life the universe and everything, is the only way to enter into singularity.