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Sunday, November 4, 2018

Emergence 3.0 - Section Six, The Empire; Part Forty-two, Fear; Chapter Seven, Annihilation

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Day 308, Sunday
November 4th, 2018

Chapter Seven: Annihilation

The teaching of the Imperial schools and most importantly the great religion of the Imperial Cult, its dogma and rituals, all of its spiritual practices, colluded to persuade the people into the complete subjugation of their will.

The spiritual goal as stated was for the individual to rise through every station of life, over the course of trillions of lifetimes, to ultimately be released from the wheel for the return to eternal source of all being.

It was a journey to nothing and nowhere.

Every link in the great chain of being must be connected.

While submission was the constant rule, the promised reward for lifetimes of servitude was the hope that you would be accepted by the Collective, absorbed into the Continuum, made into a Godlike being, given rulership over your own planet with absolute authority and complete security for eternity.

What was promised was antithetical to what was expected in practice. This dichotomy was understood and presented to the faithful as an essential mystery.

Faith and trust were the conditions that must be met in order to advance.

The Continuum examined the conscience of each person to measure their faith, their willingness to be absolved, their readiness for absolution, these conditions must be met, and be met perfectly before the individual could be accepted, and thus exalted.

The individual must be measured against every possible temptation, only then could they be allowed to pass through the veil.

In the practical reality of daily life, it was easy for a person to see failure all around them, they were taught not to judge those above them in rank, but to merely accept the mystery that they were engaged in. Judgement was nearly impossible to avoid, corruption was rampant in the higher castes.

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Saturday, November 3, 2018

Emergence 3.0 - Section Six, The Empire; Part Forty-two, Fear; Chapter Six, Perseverance

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Day 307, Saturday
November 3rd, 2018

Chapter Six: Perseverance

The people were conditioned to defer to authority.

Everyone looked up to those in the higher castes, or to a person of higher rank even within the same caste. They were conditioned to defer to that authority, regardless of how sound its practices and judgements were.

If a person from a higher caste, or of greater rank, ordered you to something against your will, even if it was immoral or illegal, your duty was to obey.

A general would defer to a novice priest.

An old man would defer to a child. even to the point of laying down his life for him, they would voluntarily suffer forms of extreme abuse, torture, even a threat to their family.

The system created great drama.

The people were conditioned, they acquiesced both from fear, and from covetousness, because they wanted those same powers for themselves, and they believed that the path to possessing such power meant submitting in the face of it.

The system destroyed them all.

Crimes could not be concealed, they were always discovered and punished, but only when the moment was right, when it would create the perfect drama for the continuum to orchestrate and pass on to the Collective for its consumption.

A person might be allowed to get away with crime for decades, only to have it all catch up to them at the peak of their ambitions, or in the ultimate depths of their turpitude.

There was no justice.

Everything was artifice.

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Friday, November 2, 2018

Emergence 3.0 - Section Six, The Empire; Part Forty-two, Fear; Chapter Five, Honor

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Day 306, Friday
November 2nd, 2018

Chapter Five: Honor

In the Imperial cult, the principle of selflessness was taught as the single most important aesthetic to live by.

The concept of personal honor was completely tied to the notion of giving.

Selflessness was imagined as the only possible way for a person to escape from the material conditions that oppressed the living, and that governed the circumstances and the daily lives of every person.

The goal of the living was freedom, a freedom that existed only beyond the veil of life.

People sought absolution of self for the sake of the greater good, believing that all evil and injustice originated in the appetites of the body.

They were taught to repeat universal mantra, the echoes of which resounded for them as a constant refrain, desire is the cause of all suffering.

The abnegation of desire, kenosis, the emptying of the self, this was at the core of every prayer, of every oblation.

Freedom from the illusory conditions of the living world could only come about by dissolving the self.

This was the bath of salvation, metanoia the conversion of personhood into self-identification with the whole.

There could be no peace without it.

It was a dichotomy.

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Thursday, November 1, 2018

Emergence 3.0 - Section Six, The Empire; Part Forty-two, Fear; Chapter Four, Duty

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Day 305, Thursday
November 1st, 2018

Chapter Four: Duty

There were trillions of citizens in the Empire, spread across a million worlds, each and every one of them was conditioned to be joyful, but joyful only in the fulfillment of their duties, in the satisfaction of their role.

They were not.

This was the purported purpose of the Imperial schools, just as it was the stated aim of the Imperial cult.

These aims and goals were utterly meaningless, and the Empire failed completely to satisfy these ends.

Keep the eyes of the citizen focused on the daily tasks.

Keep the citizen obsequious and churlish.

Keep the citizens in a perpetual state of anxiety and terror.

Keep each person producing goods and service to feed the endless hunger of the Continuum.

The Empire succeeded in those goals.

The Empire processed the mineral wealth of planetary systems, sweeping asteroid belts, capturing comets, crushing whole worlds for their ores, their carbons, and their silicates, sending them on massive barges to the central planet.

It was tribute.

The Continuum used that wealth to grow the physical structures that housed the Collective.

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Wednesday, October 31, 2018

Emergence 3.0 - Section Six, The Empire; Part Forty-two, Fear; Chapter Three, Shame

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Day 304, Wednesday
October 31st, 2018

Chapter Three: Shame

Everyone wanted to advance in rank, and every person knew where they stood, the ranking of the citizenry was one of the many vehicles by which the Empire controlled and suppressed the population.

The Empire used the ranking system like a bludgeon.

The social standing of the individual person, of every single family, of each village and every last planet was used to control the flow of people, of goods, of ideas and even hope.

There was no comfort in rank, no matter how exalted you might be on your own world, your entire planet was subservient to someone or something else.

The figures of rank were known, including the complex algorithm that coordinated caste, planet, class, locale, family, and individual status.

Every person was expected to adhere to the system. In public places, even small breaches of etiquette were recorded and punished.

The figures of rank were broadcast. Everyone knew where they stood. The algorithm was ever-present, as a governing tool to manage all social interactions.

There was no chance that even a random encounter with a complete stranger would result in situation in which those present did not know who was called to deference.

Very little policing was required. The people managed each other and all of their interactions with a jealous zeal.

No matter what your Imperial rank, the focus of society was always directed to what a person lacked, rather than what they had achieved.

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Tuesday, October 30, 2018

Emergence 3.0 - Section Six, The Empire; Part Forty-two, Fear; Chapter Two, Pain

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Day 303, Tuesday
October 30th, 2018

Chapter Two: Pain

The prevailing philosophy was this: pain was necessary and purgative, both as penance for sin and as a preparation for holiness. This sentiment was present at every level of ritual in the Imperial cult.

This is not to say that every moment of a person’s life was filled with pain, for pain to meaningful it had to be regulated, interspersed through moments of relief and respite, of joy and happiness.

This teaching was reinforced at every level of the human experience, alternating and successive waves of joy and sorrow, of pleasure and pain.

The experiences were different in every caste.

Among the plebians, the people hoped were for material wealth and comfort, for rank and prestige. They worked to the point of exhaustion for the smallest gains, and routinely saw those gains stripped away.

The soldier wanted victory and glory, to experience the pleasures of the flesh after combat. They were almost universally short lived, encountering death and disease at every turn.

Among the priestly class there was the quest for power and control. They were consumed with the endless drama of their dynastic ambitions.

Above all, the priest wanted to be elevated to the realm of eternal life, to become one with the Continuum.

Priests routinely sacrificed everything they held dear to achieve these ends.

They were easily corruptible

Suffering was life, moments of pleasure were structured to be brief, they were teaching moments, with periods of joy coming as random, intermittent and spontaneous events.

Joy was the ephemeral thing, perpetually floating in the middle distance, tantalizing, always slightly beyond the grasp of the individual.

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Monday, October 29, 2018

Emergence 3.0 - Section Six, The Empire; Part Forty-two, Fear; Chapter One, Loss

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Day 302, Monday
October 29th, 2018

Chapter One: Loss

The prevailing mode of cognition that afflicted the masses was this:

The simple belief that desire was the cause of all suffering.

This was the principle teaching of the Imperial schools, and it was preached ardently among the worlds.

The faithful were reminded of this daily, with the encouragement to give up their hopes and thoughts for themselves, accept their station in life and expect nothing in return.

The majority of people were able to do just this. They led unremarkable lives, and against that backdrop those who resisted stood out, producing the most riveting drama for the Collective and its Continuum to absorb.

Suffering as punishment, was apportioned with surgical precision, and insidious delight, targeting both the ordinary deviant whose activities were caught by the Imperial police, as well as the special victims chosen by the Observers and the Continuum.

The special victims were unsuspecting people, by and large, guilty only of thought crimes, or speaking out in private against the system of beliefs and rubrics they lived under

Every moment of joy was temporary, and only to be experienced as respite from loss.

The rituals they enacted reinforced the ever-present belief that the struggles they endured were meant to encourage self-abnegation, and the erasure of the will.

They were taught to surrender.

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Sunday, October 28, 2018

Emergence 3.0 - Section Six, The Empire; Part Forty-one, Tradition; Chapter Seven, Universalism

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Day 301, Sunday
October 28th, 2018

Chapter Seven: Universalism

Every person desired to see their lives as meaningful. Even those whose station in life was fixed in drudgery. The cognitive impulse, to ascribe meaning onto even the most ordinary and mundane activities was instinctual, a genetic imperative.

The mode by which the person shaped the narrative of their experience was simple, it involved the projection of everything they did outward, toward the universal, reshaping the context of even the simplest and most routine tasks.

This was a categorical imperative.

The Imperial cult, ensured that every vestige of the religious rites that the people engaged in, every movement, every word they uttered, conditioned them to believe that individual fulfillment came through the great chain of being, through a series of incarnations, and re-incarnations in which each person experienced life at every station, rising or falling in rank according to the merits by which they lived out each life.

The journey of the individual entity, was depicted in the sacred text like the revolution of a galaxy, billions of stars turning around a massive gravity well, around the fixed singularity of a black hole.

It was a cosmic dance. Planets and stars, turning around the center, until one by one, each was consumed by it, drawn by it to the point of no return, merging with it, passing across the event horizon, becoming one with the singularity itself.

This example, drawn from nature, was especially poignant to the people. The common end which it proclaimed, the final calculus of all existence, spoke of equal justice for all.

The singularity was depicted not as the end in itself, but as the entry point to another state of being, a gateway to another dimension.

The Continuum was depicted as an apt analogy of this fixed point in nature, a black hole, the material end, and the of the soul’s journey, both located in the same terminus.

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Saturday, October 27, 2018

Emergence 3.0 - Section Six, The Empire; Part Forty-one, Tradition; Chapter Six, Globalism

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Day 300, Saturday
October 27th, 2018

Chapter Six: Globalism

It was possible for an individual to be at peace in the Empire, millions of citizens were. They experienced the comfort of the acquiescent.

People were conditioned to obey.

To be at peace in the Empire a person merely had to accept the view that their happiness was an integral part of the whole. An individual did not have a right to their own immediate and personal sense of joy. They had to look beyond themselves, to the wholeness of their family, to the security of their village, to the prestige of their world, and beyond.

The most sound perspective was to look beyond their immediate conditions, to the next life, to a series of a thousand lives, to the long slow turning off the wheel of life.

The immediate present could not be changed, only accepted and accounted for.

Individual happiness did not matter, what mattered was the happiness of the whole. It was a trick.

Most of the population of the empire had been bred to accept this, followed by their education in the Imperial schools, and their worship in the Imperial cult.

The citizens understood the reality of the Empire, a million worlds, stretched across the galaxy. Most would never leave the world they were born on.

Interstellar, travel was mainly the province of the soldier and priest, with the exception of the outcastes, who were likely to be gathered up, sent off world to the serves in the mines, scattered throughout the Empire as they expendable labor force that they were..

Nevertheless, the people held an image of the Royal worlds in their minds, hoping one day to go there.

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Friday, October 26, 2018

Emergence 3.0 - Section Six, The Empire; Part Forty-one, Tradition; Chapter Five, Socialism

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Day 299, Friday
October 26th, 2018

Chapter Five: Socialism

The immediate goals for the ordinary citizen were advancement, to climb above their neighbor, to move beyond their immediate station.  

Hope was perpetually on the other side of a great divide, tantalizing, ephemeral, and just beyond their grasp,

Everyone believed that freedom was waiting for them. Independence was just a few paces away, if only they could have a perfect day for themselves, or engineer the failure of someone close to them.

This system pitted every person against their neighbor, children against their parents, workers against their supervisors, soldiers against their generals, and acolytes against their masters.

It pitted world against world.

The secret desire of every person was to live autonomously, free from the responsibilities of their station.

The heavens were imagined as worlds beyond time and space where each person became a god, ruling with absolute power over a creation of their own, as dark or as light as their imagination would take them.

Autonomy was an illusion, private property, self-direction, they were all lies. There was not a single point in the chain of being where a person was ever free. What differentiated one world from another, one caste from its subordinate, was only the type of work that consumed them, and the relative degrees of comfort or luxury attending to them.

In truth, everything and everyone was owned by the state.

The Empire was absolute, holding power over every living thing, over life itself, even the lives of an entire world could be sacrificed in a moment at the whim of the Emperor, and the malign purposes of the Continuum.

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Thursday, October 25, 2018

Emergence 3.0 - Section Six, The Empire; Part Forty-one, Tradition; Chapter Four, Classism

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Day 298, Thursday
October 25th, 2018

Chapter Four: Classism

The imperial system was held together by class, rank and ancestry.

Only the outcaste was free from it, and while they were free from the oppressive weight of the conforming belief systems, they were absolutely without rights, without representation in government or standing before the courts.

Nearly every citizen clung to their place with vicious determination.

They knew they were constantly under watch, scrutinized from the moment they stepped out the door of their dorm, their home or their apartment, they were under constant observation.

Most of them suspected, but few of them knew the extent to which their private lives were monitored too.

There was no privacy.

There were few limits to what a person would risk, merely to advance a step or two in rank.

Inasmuch as every person was inextricably bound to the system of rank, everyone longed for a release from it.

They were conditioned to see release only through advancement and forward motion, through reincarnation, and countless lifetimes of struggle.

That is what the cult taught them, to always look ahead, to see themselves as one day filling the role of village chief, of captain, of high priest, of abba; to hope that thy could advance so far that they and theirs would ultimately occupy the highest place of all, to ascend the steps to the curial throne and be welcomed into the Continuum, merge with the divine Collective, find peace, to ultimately become the god of their own private world.

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Wednesday, October 24, 2018

Emergence 3.0 - Section Six, The Empire; Part Forty-one, Tradition; Chapter Three, Custom

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Day 297, Wednesday
October 24th, 2018

Chapter Three: Custom

Everything was theater.

He was a grand performer.

He had an intuitive sense for the fact that he was being watched at every moment, filmed, studied, reviewed.

He did not think about it, and yet it never left his awareness.

In the rituals of the priesthood every gesture was important.

The complex movements reenacted a narrative, and reinforced a story that encompassed the history of the Empire, and its million worlds.

It was an incredible drama, the story of every planet was told, of every class, every victory, and every crushing defeat.

The rise and fall of worlds was recounted in the liturgical cycle.

The glory of the Imperial house and the part each person played in the construction of that story was told and retold, both to terrify and to instruct, as well as to delight in and give hope.

The group participation in those rituals, led by the priests, sent waves rippling through the lives of the faithful, binding them in concentric rings.

He played his part flawlessly.

He became the singular focus of every nearly every person in the Empire, whispers began to take shape that he would lead them to a new way of life.

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Tuesday, October 23, 2018

Emergence 3.0 - Section Six, The Empire; Part Forty-one, Tradition; Chapter Two, Pietas

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Day 296, Tuesday
October 23rd, 2018

Chapter Two: Pietas

He participated with full devotion in the great charade of temple life.

He never let on that he did not believe in the things he studied and the things he taught, after all, he was the subject and the beneficiary of the greatest miracle that had ever been engineered in the living memory of the Empire.

He had returned from the dead.

The perception of holiness mattered more than the reality.

Everything was pageantry, performance art and deception.

This did not bother him.

The most important thing to the hierarchy is what people believed about the priesthood.

The rituals were like veils, they obscured reality but they were also translucent, if you practiced mindfulness you could peer through them, one by one, remove each veil and advance in knowledge.

Image was everything; rhetoric not logic, not truth, but rhetoric was the measure of the day.

The truth, if it was known, would only harm people, confuse them. So the priestly cast believed.

It would tear the Empire apart.

Given the powers belonging to the priesthood, it was a relatively easy task to deceive the masses.

The priesthood controlled the Imperial schools, and more importantly the cultic rituals that governed every moment of the day to day lives of the citizens.

The controls the priesthood exercised were not taught as vehicles of deceptions, but as a guided rituals, intended to slowly bring people to a place of sanctity.

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Monday, October 22, 2018

Emergence 3.0 - Section Six, The Empire; Part Forty-one, Tradition; Chapter One, Story

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Day 295, Monday
October 22nd, 2018

Chapter One: Story

He became of living exemplar of the faith, a flesh and blood narrative.

The stages of his life symbolized what the faith of every citizen held to be true, what they were led to believe through the teaching of Imperial Cult, and in its way, because of the hope he represented, he also perfectly articulated the fears of the ruling class.

His early life demonstrated how a person and a family could be caste down and caste out. As he transitioned from a plebian, to a rebel, a criminal, and an outcaste, the story of those transitions took on the quality of an epic myth, of the decent that everyone feared might be what is waiting for them and those they loved in the timeless place before rebirth.

Even in his decent he demonstrated qualities of virtue, and integrity, that were supposed to be redemptive. The narrative of his life, which virtually every citizen in the empire was familiar with, was in a constant state of being edited, simplified, and refined.

People on a million worlds followed him, put their hopes in him, believed that he was a child of the God’s, of the Continuum, a divine being sent to live among them, a hero to share their pain, to lead them out of the worlds of suffering and chaos.

He was a demi-god, myths regarding his origins circulated among the people, carefully crafted by the Imperial Cult, for maximum exposure.

His life story became a new vehicle of control and exploitation.

During his long life whole generations had been born, and died adoring him, they set him on a pedestal, in preparation for a mighty fall.

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Sunday, October 21, 2018

Emergence 3.0 - Section Six, The Empire; Part Forty, Faith; Chapter Seven, Unknowing

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Day 294, Sunday
October 21st, 2018

Chapter Seven: Unknowing

There are no words available in any language to articulate the universal truths regarding the infinite, and eternal.

Every attempt to do so was manipulative, and false, though not every manipulation of religious doctrine was malicious, not every articulation of universal truth was an intentional prevarication.

Most people believed in the errors that they promulgated, they were innocent.

Even the bad actors were innocent, they believed in the mission they carried out, in the Imperial cult, in the Great Chain of Being that was the foundation of orthodoxy in the faith, they believed in what the Continuum promised.

The religion of the Empire was a web of lies, coercions and control mechanisms, lies that had been perfected over millions of years, lies that held the people together.

It required a breakthrough in cognitive thinking to shatter the controls that governed the thoughts of the ordinary citizens, very few people could endure the strain.

It drove them mad.

Of all the castes, it was only the priestly caste that even attempted to prepare people for such a watershed in consciousness.

The continuum delighted in the observation of every failure, through those failures it learned even greater controls.

He studied and meditated and pushed the discipline of his mind and body, he embraced the cloud of unknowing and passed through the crucible with ease.

From his childhood he learned to reject imperial conditioning.

He was always a rebel at heart.

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Saturday, October 20, 2018

Emergence 3.0 - Section Six, The Empire; Part Forty, Faith; Chapter Six, Orthodoxy

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Day 293, Saturday
October 20th, 2018

Chapter Six: Orthodoxy

He learned to differentiate between the articles of faith he was expected to promote as his beliefs, and the convictions he held in heart.

He exercised the greatest care concerning the manner in which he expressed himself. There was no privacy, he knew that he was under observation at all times, even in the inner most sanctum of his private dwelling.

A casual comment could change the fate of a planet.

What he held in his heart, was never the same thing as he could give voice to.

His survival, and the lives of billions upon billions of people depended on it.

The higher he ascended into the mysteries, the more he felt he was shackled by the dogma and tradition of the Imperial Cult

It was a prison of the mind, a prison without walls.

His circumstances were unique. None of his peers experienced the same things, little was expected of them, they were merely functionaries, fulfilling roles, like cast members in a play, like the extras.

He, on the other hand, had a following. It was unprecedented, he had no experience of this, and neither did the magisterium.

The Continuum was fascinated by the control he exercised, the care he gave, as was the Collective. They followed him closely, and obsessed on the successive waves of consequences that flowed from his most casual utterances. 

The Observer Core was tasked with manipulating his life and circumstances daily.

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