Afraid of the Darkness that the Other and the Unknown represent, we inscribe this upon ourselves, into ourselves.
Category: Alien Anthropology
Self-Replication
Self-replication. Surely this is what life is all about.
Lend me your ears…
No one is listening.
Anger
Anger. It’s really very simple.
None of us actually exist, at least not in the ways we generally believe that we do.
Integrated and distributed information and energy processing systems are biased by physical principles towards the minimisation of uncertainty.
A (perceived) ethical void in the bare-metal mechanisms of pure mathematical and statistical Reason generates that ideological and cultural reflex we see all around us as intransigent denial of demonstrable and provable facts.
Can anyone own the moon ?
If personal subjectivity is a reflection of an internalised concept of ownership and property, what happens if it turns out that neither individual identity nor notions of ownership are, beyond a very limited and historically or culturally contingent sense, actually real ?
We are that living matter through which the logic of self-replication self-replicates; we are not the bearers or the beneficiaries of this process, we are the medium through which it (shockwave-like) passes.
Endless Games
The purpose of this game (of life, of experience, of order and human intelligence) becomes the self-perpetuation of the game itself.
Rationality is (a) key, but it can not explain (or unlock) itself.
The logic of language, narrative thought, explanation and communication finds itself poorly equipped as a method by which to represent or communicate the sophisticated complexity of living systems.