Fear of missing out is much deeper and more challenging than the superficiality with which it is commonly portrayed. At some level we are all aware that we have very little effect on this world, that despite our starring role in the narrative theatre of our own life – we have almost no influence or […]
The constructive entropy of Self is a recursively self-gravitating nexus and node or focal point of patterned complexity. This Self is not your possession so – there is no justification for an individualist or ego-driven narrative. Self is not a possession of the world you inhabit -entailing that socialist agendas are similarly fallacious. The history […]
Compressed: It is something of an inevitability of both logic and of physics that the more components a material system has – including the diverse and recombinatory abstractions and logic of algorithmic, information and energy-processing (i.e. computational) systems – the more disordered states of entropy that are also possible, indeed – probable within and as […]
There exists an endemic and intransigent adherence to the self-evident necessity of linear or causal teleology and reductive explicability in human experience that misleads us as to the underlying organisational or logical principles of our shared reality. The many and diverse games we play are, for instance, evidence of core principles of systemic (and systematic) […]
What we more often fail to observe or acknowledge about the generally messy and entropic state of international relations and an apparent inevitability of internecine conflict is that, as a whole, human civilisation is autonomously calculating and computing the optimal means and methods for self-propagation and systemic continuity. Homeostasis is not engendered through aspiration towards […]
I have been seeking a sophistication and beauty of intelligence in life, in humanity and – by an inevitability of existential or logical extension – in myself which may just never have existed. Can we ever truly make our own meanings, our own worlds and our own destinies or are we forever bound to be […]
It might just be me but I feel an utter irony and sense of futility that the acceleration of our cultural, cognitive and communications systems has passed a threshold (or is it an event horizon) beyond which only compressed triviliaties and inconsequential noise is able to percolate up to popular awareness. Diminishing apertures of opportunity […]
Tattoos are a clear indication that all symbols, all representation and all meaning is not merely (or literally) inscribed upon our bodies and in our symbolic narratives. All meaning and symbolic representation warps our cultural space back onto itself; it is recursively twisted and bound back upon and through itself. All representation seeks the continuing […]
In a world of information over-saturation, where the constant bombardment of spectacle, news and entertainment has reached a fever-pitch of colour and noise, where images, faces, people and (our) lives rush past (and through) us at an ever-accelerating pace – we find ourselves inhabiting the vacuum of our own dissatisfaction and dissonant disconnection with the […]
The more technology connects us, the more it isolates us and the more these tools of information and communication allow us to define ourselves and our lives, the more uncertain they leave as to who we are and what (if any) purpose we have in life. We do not use information technology so much as […]
The image in the mirror of the world is that limited comprehension and linear system by which we might successfully (or at least partially) render our own selves. Taking our own projected image and anachronistic mechanical logic of causal intent or purpose as being a self-evident and unquestionable intuition of the way the world functions, […]
Words are the atoms of our minds; their meanings are like those mirrors that in discovering that their reflected superficial image was always an enigmatic uncertainty and impossible recombinatory constellation of borrowed energy, endlessly fade into some kind of dusty emptiness or purposeless entropy and vacuum. Our minds, also… and letting go is never easy.
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