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Tuesday, August 13, 2019

Ascension


I climbed the mountain to find myself, there in the moment where time stands still
In the place beyond knowing

I am one with God in the apophatic darkness, as hot as the sun, a heat without light
Like the Aereopagite

I climb the ladder with Climachus, illusions breaking in the morning mist
Atomized by the wind

My heart beat measures the turning tide, waves roll and roar the constancy of change
The world falls away




Friday, June 15, 2018

Emergence 3.0 - Section Four, Kathy; Part Twenty-two, Childhood; Chapter Five, Knowing


Emergence 3.0
A Novel – In One Page Per Day
Day 166, Friday
June 15th, 2018

Chapter Five: Knowing

For Kathy, knowing things came unbidden. Details of particular points of knowledge filled her mind at quantum speed.

Languages, and codes opened themselves up to her, revealing their secrets. There was not an article of arcana which she could not decipher.

Her consciousness worked outside the boundaries of time and space.

She did not have to ponder or search her memory for anything. She simply knew things.

The meanings of symbols, of histories, the patterns in music, beats and rhythms, these things populated her consciousness in no-time.

She could tell the stories of people, of human migration, stories that had never been written down. She knew where all the skeletons were buried.

Everything her senses encountered was filtered through a screen of the complete human experience.

What she did not have access to, from her own genetic line, she could find through the cynergenic field, communing with the dead in the nous-sphere.

Both the past and present were open, like a book, she could observe anything.

She could even peer into the minds of her contemporaries, see through their eyes, merging with them, becoming one with them in the confluence of their perceptions and feelings.

Kathy was the most powerful psychic the world had ever known. She was dangerous, and her value was without measure.

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Saturday, February 17, 2018

The Fallacy of Illusion

There is a strain of thought, a strain of thought like a lethal bacteria, one that has permeated all the great philosophical and religious traditions since the advent of writing, and the composition of dogma; this pathogen suggests that everything we think of as real and true, that life and selfhood are merely illusions, that everything we experience is Maya, that we are steeped in the illusion of the floating world.

This is false. The world is real, and we in it. It is only our perception that is at times misconstrued.

While it is wise to consider with care the notion that there are some things (most things) that we can never know with certainty, that there are questions we cannot answer fully, that there are circumstances whose antecedents we cannot completely fathom, and that there are choices we make whose consequences we cannot accurately project or predict, nevertheless, the world we live in is real, our experience of it is real, we are, each of us alive, self-purposive agents operating in the eternal and infinite field of being.

This is true, we may be acting in the dark, without the full knowledge of who and what we are, but the dark is real.

Why would we want to believe otherwise?

The claim that all things are illusion is fundamentally flawed, it is beyond the pale of logic. It may be a comforting way of setting aside anguish, pain and disappointment, or even a convenient was to justify our transgressions, but the claim is false.

If the real nature of all things is in fact, that all things are illusions, the nature of things not according to our perception of them, but on the level of their ontology, of their being, if they are illusory in a manner that is independent of how any person perceives it, then we would not be talking about illusion at all, which is un-reality masking itself as reality, we would be talking about reality itself, not its masking, but its real nature, the fundamental essence of what is.

This would be the true state of our affairs and therefore not illusory at all, but actual.

It would serve no purpose to speak about the conditions of our existence in any other terms, than to speak of them as real.

At the foundation of our experience there is always a true state of affairs. The true state of affairs includes the experiential set of things, together with their inherent values, which include the antecedents by which the true state of affairs obtained the condition of reality, things we can never fully know, and because of that they are conditions which may easily be labelled as illusory but are really just manifestations of the unknown.

The experiential set includes the phenomenon of mystery, it includes the reality that things can appear to our thoughts and senses in ways that are illusory, that a thing, or a set of things may appear to be-other than they are.

When we approach our experience with the assumption that there is no truth in it whatsoever, then we are living in a place of perpetual uncertainty.

In such a system of beliefs, a person could never come to know their own-self, because the self does not exist, it is deemed an illusion, an unreliable referent.

The consequence of this is grave.

Without knowledge of self we have no means of knowing any other and all of our relationships become void of meaning.

In such a system of beliefs we stumble through life, blind and unfeeling, with the value of our experience subject only to the capricious appetites of the human will, when everything is seen as an illusion, then nothing matters, because nothing is real.


By cleaving to the truth that we ourselves are real, occupy space in a real world, are living in a real time, by cleaving to this we remain grounded, and the mystery of life begins to unfold through our experience of it.

Saturday, December 16, 2017

Faith Seeking Understanding

Belief Beyond Knowing


Does God exist?

Does the universe, and do we human beings as a part of it, have a purpose beyond the fulfillment of our immediate desires?

Is the entire construct we call reality just an accident, a random sequence of events that are completely unnecessary, un-called for, and as meaningful as the void?

Listen to Aristotle: one moment instantiates another, there is a cause behind every event (no matter how small), but there cannot be an infinite chain of causality.

There must be a first cause, a first source and center to all that is, a prime mover we call God.

God exists!

This is more than a statement of faith.
           
We human beings are not merely organic machines.

The existence of the universe is not an accident.

We are not gears spinning in a wind-up toy.

The universe is not a random event, an unnecessary phenomena. It is not the product of chance.

The universe did not emerge from nothing, because nothing is nothing, and from nothing, nothing comes.

Saint Augustine was wrong when he penned his doctrine creation ex nihilo, for ex nihilo nihil fit.

In nothingness there is not even the chance for something, not even the possibility of something.

Nothing is not, it does not exist.

As human beings we have been given the cognitive capacity to comprehend the notion of the infinite, but we cannot imagine it in its particularities.

The universe itself is the existential infinite, the eternal thing/being, that/who beneficently confers the reality of existence on every other thing and being.

While I cannot know it, while I cannot grasp it in its entirety, I can imagine the universe without end, imagine the unbound material order, a limitless electromagnetic field, with every galaxy, every star, every world, and every person in it, conscious and aware.

I can imagine it, and believe in it, though I cannot know it in the same way that I know my name, or yours, the name of our world, the star we orbit, or the spinning milky-galaxy we were born into.  

In science, God is the first cause.

In philosophy, God is the one being who exists sui generis, by its own self, independent of any other being, while beneficently conferring the reality of existence on everything that is.

In religion, God is the universal and loving Parent.

My personhood, my sentience, my consciousness, as well as that of every other person on Earth, is a construct of tissues and neurons, of fibers and cells.

We are an electromagnetic phenomena.

My own consciousness is a minor part, a miniscule subset of the broader electromagnetic field that envelopes the world I was born to, Earth.

Planet Earth, our mother, is alive, she is sentient as well. Her sentience is different than mine, but nonetheless real, Demeter, Ceres, Gaea…you have so many names.

Like us, the field of her electromagnetic consciousness is but a subset of a broader field, with our bright yellow star Sol Invictus, at its center…and so on, and so on, ad infinitum.

The entire universe is one vast electromagnetic field, a field that carries within it each and every person, planet, star, thinking and alive, as a subset of it.

If it makes me a pantheist to call this thing, this field, this structure God, so be it, this being is God. As a twenty-first century Christian, not bogged down by the neo-platonic dualism that provided the intellectual framework of Christian thought, I am untroubled by that heresy.

Pantheism, pan-entheism, these systems of belief are not contrary to the teaching of Jesus, at all.

Logic tells me that these claims are true, my faith is ratified by my understanding of science, and ratified directly through my own experience.

Knowing, is a tangible force. Certainty is a feeling.

What a person believes they know is what drives them.

This is true to the extent that our constructs of knowledge are always the controlling factor in the decision making processes we are engaged in. This is true whether or not the knowledge we possess, the things and categories that we imagine to be true, are objectively true and accurate.

Truth does not motivate us, only what we believe to be true about the things we believe we know, whether or not our knowledge is real, only that motivates us.

The truth beyond all knowing is this; while lies are counterfactual, which is to say, they does not represent what is real, the lies we tell ourselves are real, regardless of the their factuality.

A lie is a lie, and that is true, I know it.

When it comes to our discussion of God, the infinite and eternal creator, the source of all things and beings, the navigation of objective realities amid the hidden currents of relativism becomes tricky.

How do we test our assumptions?

How do we come to understand the veracity of our faith?

First we first believe it, we must act as if the things we believe are true, we must trust in the propositions that we have put forward, and we must do it without reservation.

Again, we must act as if our beliefs are true. If we are able to, the world itself will provide us feedback regarding the integrity and coherence of our faith, and we must be sensitive to it.

We must operate under the pretense that the beliefs we hold are true, we must do this without reservation, and then incorporate those beliefs into our daily lives, and then we are able to generate feedback from the world around us, which is evidence concerning the value of those beliefs.

Were your beliefs helpful or hurtful, kind or mean?

The community you live in will let you know, it will tell you in thousands of little ways.

Did your beliefs promote justice or injustice, violence or peace, did they harm or heal?

Be mindful and you will see.

By the fruits of our actions we will be known.

With certain knowledge we may determine how good it is to believe what we believe, what good it promotes in our lives, and in the lives of others, whether our beliefs illuminate, edify and harmonize with the world.


We will see if they do not.

Saturday, November 25, 2017

Contra Relativism et Futility

 Is the universe, is reality in general, an utterly incomprehensible field of chaos in motion?

The answer is quite simply no.

There are many philosophers, however, writing books and teaching in universities who cling to the pretense that this is remains a relevant question.

Is there a universal order, are there universal truths, do we as human beings possess the ability to discern them?

The answer is yes, though many have argued that we do not.

Many have argued that the human intellect does not include the ability to arrive at any definite understanding of, or comprehensible answer for perennial philosophical questions such as these:

What is the meaning of life?

What is the nature of reality?

What is the purpose of existence?

Many people never even bother to grapple with these questions.

Many of those who do, find that their understanding of these matters changes over time, with experience, through dialogue.

Many others take the position that there are no answers to be had:

That the meaning of life is dependent on the narrative we weave around our experience, and nothing more.

It is relative.

That everything we perceive and think of as “reality,” is actually "maya," an illusion, and there is nothing more.

It is relative.

That given the inherent relativity in the structure and meaning of our lives there can be no purpose beyond the purposive force of the individual will.

It is relative

Among those who hold to these relativistic views, individuals are more and less adamant about the central proposition, that there is no truth.

Some would unequivocally deny that there is any universal truth at all, while others would admit to the possibility of such universals, and at the same time asserting they are beyond our comprehension, inexpressible in human language, and thereby moot.

Philosophical relativism endorses the notion that the quest for knowledge is a futile endeavor.

This is futilism, relativistic-futilism.

This school of thought suggests that nothing can be known, that there is no truth, and that to question anything is an exercise in futility.

The futilist demands that people do not analyze their lives.

The futilist does not believe that people are able to make common bonds based on a common understanding.

Relativistic-futilism permits any idea, permits all ideas, all thought processes, every emotional reaction, regardless of the way in which they might contradict one-another.

For the relativistic futilist, all social norms are equivalent, disregarding evidence, ignoring logic, reason, and scientific deduction.

There is the no truth, each person has their own reality, everything is false, our lives are illusions.

The futilist will state that the human mind is a vehicle, not bound by the laws of reality.

The futilist will reject logic, because logic has rules, dictating the use of inflexible parameters that govern thought.

These intellectuals will say that nothing can be known for certain, because no-thing can be proven.

It is true that the meanings and values ascribed to words and symbols are dependent upon the agreement of the parties in communication.

This is true, nothing can be taken for granted

We agree that 2 + 2 = 4 because we agree on the value assigned to the numerals two and four, and we agree on their value in relation to each other.

We are able to do arithmetic and speak to one another in the arithmetical language because of this.

Our ancestors were able to chart the progress of the planets and the stars in their movement across the night sky because of this.

Because of this, we are able to build skyscrapers and bridges, airplanes and rockets, to construct telescopes, draw maps, make charts and navigate.

We are able to split the atom, send and receive radio transmissions, digital communications, watch television, listen to music, write letters, send mail, send e-mail and all manner of other things that make up the fabric of our life in the 21st century.

When the relativistic-futilist states that no-thing can be known for certain, they have planted the seed of their argument's undoing

If knowledge of the truth is something impossible to arrive at, then no premise for any argument can be established, this includes the premises that support the arguments of the relativistic-futilist themselves

The relativistic-futilist must remain true to the principles of uncertainty that they adhere to, and because of this, the futilist should not speak or write, and afflict the rest of us with their non-sense.

A genuine belief in relativistic-futilism should manifest itself in the lives of its adherents as intellectual paralysis.

Sadly, this is not the case.

The relativistic-futilist commonly asserts their point of view as if it were the only universal truth that may be apprehended by the human mind, they will disallow logic, dismiss the constructions of reason, and berate intellect on every other front.

They will say that intellectualism is weak, limited, and subject to personal and societal conditioning.

They will say that all personal judgements are merely individual perceptions whose conclusions are dominated by the prevailing culture.

While those criticisms are reasonable, they are not ultimately determinative of anything.

The futilist will ignore those same factors when they assert that the validity of their own arguments, and thereby deny themselves, for nothing can be considered true, known or proven in the relativistic scheme.

How can any-thing, idea or concept be true if everything is uncertain?

Catch 22, nothing can…

The arguments of the relativistic-futilist amount to intellectual laziness, and should be rejected.

I exist, I know this. It is true. I do not require Descartes’ cogito to arrive at this conclusion.

It was never in doubt; my life, my breath, my hunger, my direct contact with reality confirms this for me.

I am real, that is true, and so are you. That much I know, if I know nothing else I do know that. The world around me is not a figment of imagination.

Reason allows me to extend this understanding to all of reality. As logic follows, I am required to acknowledge each thing, and each person in my experience, existing independently from my perception of it.

This is not to say that I understand them perfectly, that I am able to see them in the full spectrum of light, or that I know their story, and its antecedents.

That is not necessary.

The basic fact of their existence is not subject to a relativistic point of view.

That much is certain.

I will not except the idea that I am illusion, a figment of some other imagination. That is contrary to the health and well-being of my ego, and my experience contradicts it.

I will also not assume that everything I experience is a figment of my imagination, that the reality I witness is dependent on my perception, such a level of megalomaniacalism is ridiculous.


I am real, that is true, and so are you.

Sunday, June 18, 2017

Emergence, In Fifty-five Words - Section Four, Kathy; Part Twenty-two, Childhood, Collected Chapters




Emergence 2.0
A Novel – In 55 Words a Day
Day 162, June 11th, 2017

Chapter One: Memory

From the moment she was born Kathy lived in two worlds: one, her senses; two, the larger world of memory.

Her memory spoke to her in word and vision, contextualizing everything she encountered, summarizing each new experience at the speed of light, faster.

Every smell, every touch, every sound was evocative.

She was often paralyzed.

#Emergence #SuperShortFiction #365SciFi #55Words

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Emergence 2.0
A Novel – In 55 Words a Day
Day 163, June 12th, 2017

Chapter Two: Memories

There were hidden places within her, deep places she would spend years discovering.

There were languages no person had spoken for millenia.

There were memories of love, of pain, and the promise of transcendence.

Her memories were full of visions, visions of transformation, of her ancestors, where she was always in a state of becoming.

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Emergence 2.0
A Novel – In 55 Words a Day
Day 164, June 13th, 2017

Chapter Three: Remembering

Kathy’s memories came to her unbidden. They simply suggested themselves to her in order to frame her understanding of the events she was experiencing in real time.

She experienced a dialog with the ancestors living within her, deciphering events, and answering questions in an instant.

It was an atavistic process. It happened at light speed.

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Emergence 2.0
A Novel – In 55 Words a Day
Day 165, June 14th, 2017

Chapter Four: Knowledge

The new was surreal to Kathy. The more unique the event, the more fascinated she was by it.

For her to witness something unprecedented was like watching a movie in a blurry, off-axis context, while the voices inside her attempted to shape her understanding of the event by providing context, offering comparisons, and suggesting similes.

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Emergence 2.0
A Novel – In 55 Words a Day
Day 166, June 15th, 2017

Chapter Five: Knowing

For Kathy, knowing things came unbidden. Details of particular points of knowledge filled her mind at quantum speed.

She did not have to ponder or search her memory for anything.

The meanings of symbols, and of histories, populated her consciousness in no-time.

Everything she sensed was filtered through a screen of the complete human experience.

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Emergence 2.0
A Novel – In 55 Words a Day
Day 167, June 16th, 2017

Chapter Six: Understanding

For Kathy, comprehension came from beyond time and space. It came from a place within the mysteries of the atom, within the waves that make up the fabric of the subatomic field, from a place in which time and space are concepts without meaning, trillions of points of light drawn into the concrescence of insight.

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Emergence 2.0
A Novel – In 55 Words a Day
Day 168, June 17th, 2017

Chapter Seven: Expressing

Kathy played music.

There was not an instrument, or a rhythm that she did not master instantly.

She sang, with perfect pitch.

She spoke in her own voice, all the while sensing the multitude within her, guiding her fingers, her brushes, her pen, and her tongue.

She was the living repository of all human knowledge.

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Emergence 2.0
Section Four, Kathy

Part Twenty-two, Childhood

Collected Chapters

01 Memory
02 Memories
03 Remembering
04 Knowledge
05 Knowing
06 Understanding
07 Expressing

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Friday, June 17, 2016

Emergence: Section Four, Kathy; Part Twenty-two, Childhood, Collected Chapters


Childhood; Part Twenty-two,
Chapter One: Memory
Pt. 22, Ch. 01
Kathy lived in two worlds; one, her senses; two, the larger world of memory. Memory spoke to her in word and vision.
#Emergence

Childhood; Part Twenty-two,
Chapter Two: Memories
Pt. 22, Ch. 02
There were hidden places within her; languages that no one spoke. There was love, pain, and the promise of becoming.
#Emergence

Childhood; Part Twenty-two,
Chapter Three: Remembering
Pt. 22, Ch. 03
Memories came unbidden; and understanding from her ancestors, deciphering events, answering questions in an instant.
#Emergence

Childhood; Part Twenty-two,
Chapter Four: Knowledge  
Pt. 22, Ch. 04
The new was surreal to Kathy, like watching movies in a blurry, off-axis context; voices inside her, shaping events.
#Emergence

Childhood; Part Twenty-two,
Chapter Five: Knowing
Pt. 22, Ch. 05
Knowing came unbidden, filling her at quantum speed; the meanings of symbols, and of histories, filtered in no-time.
#Emergence

Childhood; Part Twenty-two,
Chapter Six: Understanding    
Pt. 22, Pt. 06
Comprehension came from outside time and space; trillions of points of light drawn into the concrescence of insight.
#Emergence

Childhood; Part Twenty-two,
Chapter Seven: Expressing

Pt. 22, Ch. 07
Kathy played, sang, spoke in her own voice, sensing the multitude guiding her fingers, brushes, pen, and her tongue.
#Emergence

Emergence:
Section Four, Kathy
Part Twenty-two, Childhood
Collected Chapters
Section 04, Kathy
Part 22, Childhood
Chapters
01 Memory
02 Memories
03 Remembering
04 Knowledge
05 Knowing
06 Understanding
07 Expressing
#Emergence
#SuperShortFiction
#365SciFi
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Thursday, June 16, 2016

Emergence: Section 04 Kathy, Part 22 Childhood - Poets and Pints Reading

01 - Memory

Kathy lived in two worlds; one, her senses; two, the larger world of memory. Memory spoke to her in word and vision.

02 - Memories

There were hidden places within her; languages that no one spoke. There was love, pain, and the promise of becoming.

03 - Knowledge

Memories came unbidden; and understanding from her ancestors, deciphering events, answering questions in an instant.

04 - Knowing

The new was surreal to Kathy, like watching movies in a blurry, off-axis context; voices inside her, shaping events.

05 - Remembering

Knowing came unbidden, filling her at quantum speed; the meanings of symbols, and of histories, filtered in no-time.

06 - Understanding

Comprehension came from outside time and space; trillions of points of light drawn into the concrescence of insight.

07 - Expressing

Kathy played, sang, spoke in her own voice, sensing the multitude guiding her fingers, brushes, pen, and her tongue.


I read this selection from my Twitter Novel at the June gathering of Poets n’ Pints, June 15th, 2016