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Monthly Archives: May 2010

Environmental catastrophes.

That oil spill in the gulf of mexico, the Deepwater Horizon vessel? It started on April 20. That makes 29 days of oil spewing out at 200,000 gallons a day (at least, some reports state near 70,000 barrels a day), making near 5.8 million gallons (or more)  spilled into the gulf, or nearly as much as half the amount spilled by the Exxon Valdez (which spilled only about 250-270 thousand barrels total)… with no end in sight

http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/36800673/ns/us_news-environment/

That volcano in Iceland is still erupting. It started sometime before April 14. That makes 35 days so far at least. The last time it went off some thousand years ago or so, it expelled ash for 14 months. There is no end in sight yet.

http://cnmnewsnetwork.com/114496/iceland-volcano-eruption-2010-eyjafjallajokull-ash-and-airline-delays-end-nearing/

Apparently, because of a perspective problem.

This is a truly difficult problem when it comes to interpreting the world through the senses. Countless illusions seem to defy reality… yet they only defy the reality that the individual perceives. The perception of the viewer seems perfectly rational through their perspective… the real problem lies with the fact that our senses cannot be relied upon to form rational explanations, and that rational explanations in and of themselves can often be utterly and completely false!!!

It seems excessively contradictory to rely upon extra-sensory (Math is not a sense. Logic is not a sense. Imagination is arguably a sense, but not a classically considered one. Free-will is not a sense. (In the classical sense of the term ‘sense’)) perceptions to define my sensory perception of the world.

Yet so it is.

For instance; whatever it is that you do, wherever it is that you work, whoever you are and whatever your intelligence level (to a point, i suppose)… you know goddamn well that you are more intelligent than the stupid motherfuckers who lived on this planet 10,000 years ago. Now, if you could talk to one of those ancestors, if you could go back and speak with them for a while, you could teach them countless things that you yourself don’t even realize that you know! Even with the most elementary of modern teachings, you could quite possibly change all of history if you went back to the stone age with just that tiny fraction of what we know now.

So has reality itself changed? No, of course not. The only thing that has changed is our perception of reality.

That, is amazing.

Sitting in the breeze of the cold morning air, I arched my back and sat up straight allowing the moisture to coat my skin and revitalize my being as I drew in a fresh crisp breath of air. I glanced up and to the left (west by southwest of my position) and spotted that the moon was hanging in the blue sky at half full. The reflection of the light off the moon from the sun noted the position of the sun directly above and behind me but a bit to the south. I reflected inward for a moment to contemplate the rotation of the planet to factor into my senses the movement of the earth as we fly through space, and felt a sudden sense of revelation. I glanced down at the ground and perceived the line of the planets on the other side of the sphere beneath me, and was filled with awe as I imagined the greater sphere that encircled our system containing the various locations of the other spheres.

A voice came to me at some point along the line, and said to me “restricted access to this information.” cutting off my thoughts. I suddenly had lost the memory for a moment, but luckily i have conceptual imagery relocation techniques (I retain the building blocks as images, which I can relocate) which allow me to access deleted information. I accessed files on The Matrix and applied the ideas to quantum mechanics and chaos theory to allow me to retransmit my consciousness back to the individual that had redacted my memory folder.

In the blink of an eye, I appeared before him, and put my finger against his chest. “Don’t tread on me” I said as my energy enveloped his entire being. A cosmic burst shifted from the center of my being as my reverberations fluctuated through the matrices of possibilities. Shattering into pieces, his energy flow diminished greatly and vanished. My mind was free. “The matrix is known here, do not tread on me.”