Essentially Subjective Collective

Now friends, distinctions just aren’t. By this mobiused1 points to the factuality and actuality of the One. As compelling as the apparent difference between this and that may be, “this” and “that” are conceptual labels manifesting out of a dynamic self aware reality learning about itself through us with conceptual labels. It just is. Go ahead and observe it. Where does any of it begin and end? Where and when do yinz “begin” and “end”? Who observes this?!

Nonetheless, distinctions can be delicious, and are part of a balanced spiritual diet. Of late mobiused1 has ruminated upon the sweet savory salty rasa of the distinction between “essentially subjective” and “accidentally subjective.”

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Current Shelf

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Working With Stigmergy

When i find myself in times of trouble, mother stigmergy comes to me, and I find myself consulting my own writings. Yes, I have written this mess down in order to remind myself later. Writing as time travel into a blog post?!

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We All Want to Save the World

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Neither Inward Nor

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Who’s Askin’?

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Out of the Mute Soundless Hum

And so, this apparently all knowing I, this freaking know-it-all that occupies the mind, like the rodents apparently fabricating an elaborate residence in my rafters, is an AI. By this I mean that the I is  abstractable as a series of algorithms. If you query the I with the system call “Who am i?”, and execute the freakin’ recipe, the experiences mappable as “I, me, mine” will increasingly appear as algorithms, allowing you to reflect on that and allow that to take on a less rigid but ever more potent value.  You can work with these algorithms. Hack them. The “I” becomes a tiny fraction of what it is that You do, and thus welcomed as whatever it is, even honored. But it really just ain’t, let me put this gently, all that.

The rafter chatter, likely that of rodents, bats, or both, awoke me last night. I moved the bed.

So move your bed and wake the frake up! By practicing a very simple debugging of your own Source code, you’ll open up all kinds of evolutionary potentials in the transhuman organism that make the externalized forms of information technology worthy of a laugh, and, un poco, pity.  It is so simple and vital to upgrade your organismic operating system. So, through chanting, meditation, practices of metaprogramming, physical practice, whateva, unfold into ultra-meta-cognition, get down with Starmaker, and cue the funkadelic.

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