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The Immortal Human

In immortality, “love”—as we know it—is dead.

To properly write this, I may dabble in abject logical nonsense… the very same claptrap employed by the pious and frog-necked—which unfortunately has shaped our society as we know it. Bear with me, please.

“In immortality, humanity is dead”—and would make sense to the religions of the world. This is simple enough. The human is presumed mortal; and the immortal is not human; therefore necessarily doing without all traits and aspects of humanity: life, care, fun, empathy, envy (and all other emotions) love, food, nature… dare I say Earth herself.

However, if we keep earth as a place of living—rather than this rock floating in dark space which has symptoms like nature and stupidity, just to name a few—it endures through time and transcends mortality. Recall: In the tales of the immortals, they too had a place to live. The immortal Greek occupied Olympus, the immortal Viking occupied Valhalla, the Aesnir occupying Asgard (home of Thor, the famous hammer-wielding thunderous air-head brute… also the father of throwback Thursdays), the immortal elves occupied the woodlands, the immortal Christian occupied Heaven and Hell, the immortal Muslims… well, the same thing, and so on, and so on. Dare I add another on to these magnificent list of immortals: the immortal human! The prodigal superset of the religious. According to the religious creed of humanity, these immortals occupy Earth—a pretentious paradise which hides its glamor in trenches of human incompetence. Think twice on this… “immortal humans”. Think twice on this… “The prodigal superset of the religious”. In this light we can find the location of paradise for the religious human, technically. In this light we can then see, earth will persist; earth will transcend; if not in nature as is, in mind as conceived. However, this is not my concern.

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The Pun

In the beginning was the word
And the word was with God
And the word was God

Then curiosity kicked in…

In principio erat Verbum
Et Verbum erat apud Deum
Et Deus erat Verbum.

Then the play began…

Principles are in the Word
And the Word was amongst God
And God was The Word

In the beginning was the word, and the word was “with God” and the word was “God”—just words

Principles are in words, amongst God, which is also a word—”The Word”.

In the beginning WAS the word and the word WAS with God and the word WAS God—times have really changed.

Word is God, therefore words are gods.

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Eleven Random A’s

A friend and fellow blogger recently posted Eleven Random Qs. Most of these questions are in the “neither here nor there” domain, in the abandoned grey area which owners of minds love to stay away from. However daunting, some require answers; others—dare I say—have answers… but these, at best, may be subjective. This is an attempt to give Eleven Random As to these questions.

  1. Many Worlds Theorem
  2. The Race against Racism. Bryce, the Black Male Feminist, answers this beautifully.
  3. No question here (:
  4. Yes!
  5. There is always new music. There is always good music.
  6. My friend, Nahel, has dropped an answer below.

These, so far, are the answers to the best of my knowledge. This post will be updated with answers subsequently.

The Black Hole

I learned from the Black Hole, a little something. These are words from the Black Hole’s Pupil as seen by the Pupil’s Black Hole about The Pupil and the Black Hole. Yet another comparison which shows the Uniformitarianist nature of the world. And a little hint that your body may contain some space junk, and there’s absolutely nothing you can do about it but admire.

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Null-Void Existential Interplay

A more appropriate name for this should be The Null-Void Existential Paradox—which is more catchy—but under proper scrutiny, the paradox crumbles; hence a mere interplay, or “drama” if you wanna. This means of representation, as are many of my posts, came from idling on Twitter; and—you know what they say about idle minds—is doused with syntax! Continue reading

Distorted Truth

Truth as is, is elusive. Something as fundamental as the truth (or “the fact”—an issue of purity) is so mundane yet so elusive — let alone its purest form. However, no passing day exists without an iota of truth in it. We all live in truth; in every dealing we undertake. Conversely, where there is truth, there is falsehood, deception, and all of its kin; but this is a discussion for another day …or is it?

By truth does every man live but in lies do we have our being.

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