The Dark Angels of Our Memes

Physics is a form of insight and as such it’s a form of art.(David Bohm)

The artist’s interest in the universal desire for spiritual life,

a yearning for some higher power or intelligence, 

or to “reach for something beyond,” has led him to some interesting places.

I often sit under the moonlight and cry

because the weight, the weight, of the world is love.

In Jorge Luis Borges’ poem ‘In praise of darkness’, depicts a conversion of despair into the rapture of bafflement, mystery, mystification.

Borges explains to Willis Barnstone the essential wonder at the riddle of the universe:

“But this fact of wondering at life may stand for the essence of poetry. All poetry consists in feeling things as being strange, while all rhetoric consists in thinking of them as quite common, as very obvious. Of course, I am puzzled at the fact of my existing, of my existing in a human body, of my looking through eyes, hearing through ears, and so on. And maybe everything I have written is a mere metaphor, a mere variation on that central theme of being puzzled by things. In that case, I suppose, there’s no essential difference between philosophy and poetry, since both stand for that same kind of puzzlement. Except that in the case of philosophy, the answer is given in a logical way, and in the case of poetry, you use metaphor. [Through writing] I was trying to find a foundation for my puzzlement."

Due to its visionary richness of existence,

I think the hyperspace has great

importance for fueling an artistic and cultural renaissance. 

Somewhere along the way I realized,

That morning glories extract wasn’t missing

That the mix drink I just drank was IT

And realized that I was seeing “god central”

The central panel I saw was the control panel of the entire Universe.

RAW Echoed from Eternity:

Learn how to control your own nervous system and the whole universe is yours; that’s the transmutation the alchemists were working for.  

There are about six different realities that Bell’s Theorem makes possible, none of them are ordinary. They’re all preposterous 

@God: People who brag about not being politically correct tend also not to be factually, morally, or grammatically correct.

I remember hearing “Politics is the Art of the Real”, but is it?

@God: I’ve been doing fake news literally since DayOne.

Someone call Wolf Fucking Blitzer because we got breaking news.

Politics is the art of perception and disillusion of reality.

The future’s a weirder place than we thought it would be when we were little kids. (Cory Doctorow)

It seems like everything up for grabs.

Roger Stone’s Rules; 

Politics isn’t theater. It’s performance art. Sometimes, for its own sake

The idea of truth is irrelevant

The borders between fact and fiction have become utterly blurred

The mixture of authoritarianism and entertainment culture. 

The notion of ‘journalism,’ in the sense of reporting ‘facts’ or ‘truth,’ has been wiped out.

I remember The Darker Angels of our Memes saying,

Forget about making the world a better place. We should give students a clear understanding: They are going to work for The Man, and The Man will tell them what to write, what not to write, and how this or that thing should be written, And The Man has the right to do it, because he pays them.

We, as a species, have been driven by memes for the last hundred thousand years, and this has forced us further and further away from any direct connection with the natural world. 

The “Post Truth Age” is nothing new, information has merely been amplified and accelerated.

Originally from the avant-garde art world, is to import ideas from conceptual art into the very heart of politics.

The aim is to undermine peoples’ perceptions of the world, so they never know what is really happening.

Turn politics into a bewildering, constantly changing piece of theater.

Sponsor all kinds of groups, from neo-Nazi skinheads to liberal human rights groups. even backed parties that were opposed to yours.

But the key thing is, let it be known that this was what he was doing, which meant that no one was sure what was real or fake.

“The sky is falling. Or maybe this is just more of the same, multiplied by states, corporations, and rich individuals starting to realize how technology and social media can be leveraged to wage a ghost army culture war in our heads. If this poses a return to the yellow journalism of the previous century, it is at least not unprecedented. We are not merely in a post-factual world, we are in a period where narratives are being weaponized, and we’re free to pick our truth, like it’s a question of personal preference, vanilla or chocolate ice cream. For instance, might PropOrNot be forwarding a narrative from the Russian Government themselves, directly or indirectly? Maybe, maybe not. It hardly seems to matter. Us calling that into question shows just where we are, in terms of trust. Once we trust no one to deliver even the basic facts, the mission has been accomplished — even if it turns out we did it to ourselves.” -James Curcio

Operation Mindfuck was too successful

R.U. Sirius and the freaks blew up consensus reality.

The future is likely to include yet more layers of fictional narrative, not less. Who knows what tomorrow will bring?

I can only hope the end of net neutrality brings with it the end of Kekistan.

Because I meet the fucker once,

The Toadfaced Jubba the Hutt Entity at the end of a string on Indra's Net,

and Jubba the Hutt Ain't Nuttin ta Fuck Wit

I seem to astonish the locals by breaking into a place where

was not only unwelcome but also unexpected

An irritated Jabba kicked my awareness back, across time and space

the idea of reality is irrelevant

the experience  is both real and so unexpected that it leaves nothing of reality intact

the borders between reality and imagination have become utterly blurred

Reality is A False Flag.

The Medium is the Message and The Message is that Certainty is Chaos.

El Trumpo is an agent of Chaos.

The Ping of alert and I read:

What if Trump's Pocahontas business today was not some addled racist gaffle, but went off exactly as planned, complete with the humiliating framing under Andrea (Indian Removal Act) Jackson's nose? What if the whole scenario sent a very deliberate message?

This is something I often ponder, but in this use case, As I watched it unfold in real time, it struck me as The Donald just doing stream of consciousness. 

But there seems something like channeling the dark angles of our memes,

Trump is a “blunt instrument for us,” Bannon told Vanity Fair “I don’t know whether he really gets it or not.”

Our plans never turn out as bitter as Reality.

Cut and Paste, Remix Eternity

Call to Artist in the trenches of hyperspace

Let's disinfect the disillusion of cyberspace

Let's surf the waves of uncertainty, in the age of chaos

Let's interface the Design of Reality,

Its program or be programmed

I think the only way through this despair is to unleash my datastream.

The Always prophetic Terence Mckenna said:

Joyce, Guernica, Auschwitz, lunar landings, nuclear weapons, psychedelic religion, and computer networking — markers on a path that may eventually carry us toward functional anarchy

I wonder if what strange cosmic giggle Trump really is,

It’s a dizzying perception. 

It’s one thing to think it’s very strange.

 It’s another thing to think it’s stranger than you can suppose. 

You may suppose and suppose and suppose and 

you’ll fall so short of the mark that it’s absurd. 

Indeed Mr. Mckenna.

What we’re seeing is a system optimized on what people want to see more of. It has no connection to truth.

The implication, Hoffman said, is that an organism that can see the truth will never be favored by natural selection. This suggests that literally nothing we can conceive of can be said to represent objective reality, not even atoms, molecules, or physical laws. Physics and chemistry are still inside the umwelt. There’s no escape.

“If our perceptual systems evolved by natural selection, then the probability that we see reality as it actually is, in any way, is zero. Precisely zero,” said Donald Hoffman.

Our biases are a feature, not a bug. 

The myths of science and religion and shamanism all represent a polarity between the mystery of the Self and the mystery of the Other – and remember a mystery is not to be confused with an unsolved problem; a mystery is by its nature mysterious and will not collapse into a solution. We are unfamiliar with that kind of thing. We think that if there’s a mystery, then experts of whatever kind can get it straightened out and issue a report. But this approach only works for trivia. And what’s important – our hearts, our souls, our hopes, our expectations – is completely mysterious to us (Terence Mckenna)