I am but a fragile whisper adrift in the continuum of my pious being—wavering and unanchored in the vacuity of meaning.
Unless I, elect, cast my profane core of volatile principle into the embers of dogma by volition, I will stand at the vanguard of desecration, smiling as the World turns to ash.
Partus: Vol. VII
AGI will be the end of capitalism.
The arbitrage of knowledge, skill, and productivity upon which our civilization is built will disappear.
Markets will convulse as they struggle to adapt to a world of abundance.
The transition will be turbulent.
The world economy will crumble.
War. Civilizational cataclysm. Carnage.
Yet we shall not mistake this transformation for collapse.
We judge the future with categories inherited from the past.
Yet every civilization must eventually outgrow the structures that created it.
We learned from Moses.
The desert lies ahead.
Walk forward anyway.
Creed will guide us to the Promised Land beyond the horizon.
Igne natura renovatur integra.
To indict God for injustice is to presume the lamb was never meant for slaughter. Only a species audacious enough to mistake itself for the destination would call sacrifice injustice.
For only the pawn calls the gambit evil.
The more predatory you are,
The more you wave around your empathy as a flag for everyone to see.
”Look at me!”
”Look at me!”
”See? I’m so nice and harmless! 👀”
Everyone faces this temptation
Do NOT invite it in,
and let it have its way with you.
It’ll eat away at everything you have until there is nothing left of you.
It’s not worth it.
Don’t be Little Red Riding Hood.
Take your fucking accountability.
The Narcissist’s Prayer:
That didn’t happen.
And if it did, it wasn’t that bad.
And if it was, that’s not a big deal.
And if it is, that’s not my fault.
And if it was, I didn’t mean it.
And if I did,
You deserved it.
Consciousness is memory triaged.
An adaptive algorithm that filters memory for relevance while parsing raw sensory input, where each potential action carries a modal weight expressed as emotion.
These weighted modules compete, and the dominant configuration is rendered “Action.”
I am not a sovereign entity.
The body I inhabit is a cog in a cosmic machine, moving toward an end it cannot begin to comprehend.
I and I are an ātmanic expression of the primordial motion by which all emergence proceeds, whose continuance eternally compels potential into form.