The Flutter of Butterfly Wings

Can you hear them? They are flapping somewhere... those wings. Glorious golden, red, blue, green wings each at their own pace and rhythm.

Where will i be when the storm hits? Will i even care when it does?

It makes me wonder what type of storm it will be at times. . . then again i just hope that i won't be stuck cleaning it up.

Generally many of the facets that make up this life are fine, yet there are other bits which if not careful makes for one hell of a mind trap... but then there are other little tricks to escape those at times.

Sleep provides some escape, but there are times i'm curious to know just what am i dreaming about. Could my subconscious be trying to protect the conscious from those things lost in that space between wakings?

Then again maybe i just need a vacation. . . as many times it's just to damn easy to over think things. Just have to remember that Occam's razor is sharp and i may find it has done me when everything is said and done. :P

No Bang, or Whimper - LU

The past few weeks have been a constant onslaught of various tidbits of information, both relevant and worthless. Information and propaganda whirls through the air, and across the air waves in an increasing thick fashion.

It's just a matter of time i think before one of two things happen... both will cause a paradigm shift the question is which way. Honestly I'm not really sure if it matters anymore - and I think the end of the world will come with the mental short circuit in massive part caused by information overload and a slow bureaucratic governmental death.

We no longer look to find the answer, rather we just want someone to tell us what the answer is. Our freedom is simply granted to the slickest media campaign in hopes that they will give us the answer we seek - while for those who try to resist one view point find it only a matter of time until the correct one is legislated to them.

Are we trying to become an 'error free' society?

So scared of failure, being rebuked we have lost the will to move alone?

I've noticed my human communication skills have started to slide again recently - mainly from my own stupidity. Or maybe this is just my own introverted cycle telling me it's time to step out of the group again, that some quiet time if I could find it would help soothe the soul.

I'm beginning to think this reality is built for the extroverts... a game I can only play for short bursts like the cheetah chasing down the kill. My success is hit and miss though.

The 'net has become my drug of choice along with food/drink at times. I'm a firm believer in there are two ways to hide - one is in the distance away from everyone, the other is right in the thick of the crowd. The 'net is a perfect blend of the two, especially if you're an MMO type - as you can be in the middle of nowhere physically, and stand in the middle of countless players on a server somewhere else :P

I lost track of the anime again - but have continued on a slow enjoyable Lost pilgrimage (I'm in season 3 about half way through).

WoW span is still there - I moved Ark over to a PVE realm, which for the paranoia of PVP escape was nice - although I miss the old guild. I did a major culling of the stable and have gone out and tamed 3 of the pets I've enjoyed most over the past few years. They are all old models and bring a bit of nostalgia with them. -- scary, just the fact I've played this game so long that "nostalgia" can even be used in a sentence is...whoa.

WoW is slowly loosing me - in the beginning it was all about the exploration, and although I still enjoy it I'm starting to feel the tug of the social. The repeativity of the tasks and stagnant nature of the world slowly drains it of it's color placing it in the category of excellent primer but after you've lvl'd a few toons you just can't do it again. Combine this with the slow simplification and greater casualization one has to become proficient in raiding life and the slow grind of a 20/40 man existence or start other forms of entertainment (I'm lvl'ing pets, and experimenting with odds and ends that i never paid attention to before)

Well enough of my longer inane rambling for now - although this is far more therapeutic than facebook will ever be. Kind of like the difference between passing everyone in the halls at High School and meeting someone for coffee somewhere else :P

Shotgun Connections

Warning: Recognized Possible Rant Ahead - from thinking through the fingers.

Seems like a rather fitting title for what has become the human norm for human interpersonal communication. All the Blogs, Face Book, Twitter, My Space, Txt Msgs, E-mail, Phone, it all comes in haphazardly in a wide spread fashion. Each declaring "I'm right here" - the phone adding the immediate requirement of asking the following question, "What are you going to do about it?"

This mode of communication has become a fun high tech armor to push those around us out of wounding range. For in the din and chaos everything is said, but nothing that you really need to hear. Each layer exists either as white noise, or encrypted to the point of carrying meaning only for the person who sent it...

And as all this communicational drivel is happening - does anyone notice what is really happening. We splatter information across the whole world, many in sawed shotgun fashion, trying to grow closer we only push ourselves further apart... only the spam marketer seems to listen as they craft ads to fit our specific need.

Electronic social interaction has taken on a huge lvl of popularity which makes me wonder - is it because you are forced to give the other person a chance to edge into the conversation ever 255 characters?

I'm just as guilty, I've grown tired of humans; those that want to be spoon fed the information - that need their shoes low-jacked with small GPS chips in order to find them.

Has the art, need and desire of self sufficiency died in the individual? Has the power of deciding our direction been passed on to the bureaucratic dictatorships of the world? If so then there really is no longer a reason to complain about the SNAFU'd FUBAR we are all sliding, and sometimes running toward.

/rant

Time to go hide from the world again, and why do I suddenly have an urge to go watch Firefly?

Remember, Rememeber

This week has been rather messy, to say the least, but I'd rather not go into that.

Although I did do a post on the 5th, I did not remember the rhyme. . .

Remember, remember the Fifth of November,

The Gunpowder Treason and Plot,

Which was really the first trigger for Guy Fawkes Night, which lead to V for Vendetta and one of the quotes from the movie:

"There are of course those who do not want us to speak. I suspect even now, orders are being shouted into telephones, and men with guns will soon be on their way. Why? Because while the truncheon may be used in lieu of conversation, words will always retain their power.

Words offer the means to meaning, and for those who will listen, the enunciation of truth. And the truth is, there is something terribly wrong with this country, isn't there? Cruelty and injustice, intolerance and oppression. And where once you had the freedom to object, to think and speak as you saw fit, you now have censors and systems of surveillance coercing your conformity and soliciting your submission.

How did this happen? Who's to blame?

Well certainly there are those more responsible than others, and they will be held accountable, but again truth be told, if you're looking for the guilty, you need only look into a mirror.

I know why you did it. I know you were afraid. Who wouldn't be? War, terror, disease. There were a myriad of problems which conspired to corrupt your reason and rob you of your common sense. Fear got the best of you, and in your panic you turned to the now high chancellor, Adam Sutler. He promised you order, he promised you peace, and all he demanded in return was your silent, obedient consent.

Last night I sought to end that silence. Last night I destroyed the Old Bailey, to remind this country of what it has forgotten. More than four hundred years ago a great citizen wished to embed the fifth of November forever in our memory.

His hope was to remind the world that fairness, justice, and freedom are more than words, they are perspectives."

I think I'll need to track down the original comics now - for a movie is only a shadow and many times not even the true intent of the creator when published - -

Anyway, this monologue reminded me of this part of furyouhin's farewell:

"Words are free in the sense that we do not pay money to use them. We each may use as many or as few as we desire, no lifetime limits, deciding how much of our inner selves we wish to reveal to others in our frail efforts to communicate; slivers of the demons and angels residing inside shoved out into the light, seeking understanding, salvation, absolution, to salve our wounds, to assuage loneliness."

She had so much more to say, yet only her farewell remains. . .

I guess by now you're all looking for a point - a reason for this post. Does there really have to be?

If there need be one, think but this, remember the Bard, and the fleeting words of unearned luck granted to Puck:

"If we shadows have offended,

Think but this,—and all is mended,—

That you have but slumber'd here

While these visions did appear.

And this weak and idle theme,

No more yielding but a dream . . ."

The world will continue to spin, and prove the meaning o'er again of Damnata Innocentia. . .

Political Beggars

I guess this video someone sent to me sums up my strong belief in the ability of politicians to get anything done:


As for me - I'm thinking about voting tonight, if only to keep the government from taxing what little I have into an oblivion. Why do politicians and governments meddle so?

The whole thing has brought me back to the Wizard's First Rule, and gave me a chance to read them all again. . . people are stupid, one must always remember the second part though:

"The secret is there is no counter. You must always be vigilant, knowing that you, too, are vulnerable, and never arrogantly believe you are immune."

Some day I want to vote for someone because they are the best for the job, not because I dislike the other guy more. . .

Interruption Free

Is there such a thing?

If humans are close is it possible for them to do anything without interrupting others?

I admit I'm guilty of it too at times.

Is it a social flaw?

We can't tend to leave anything well enough alone until it's done we need to poke, touch, talk about, etc. until either the original objective is made moot and incomplete.

Polite society - if there is such a thing, forces us to drop what we are doing and acknowledge the person attempting to cause us terminal thought derailment.

Short of chasing everyone away, is there such a thing as an 'Interruption Free' existence?

*Oh this is one of the top reasons why I call the phone 'EVIL'

Intuitive Learning

Has it really been so long since the last post - - makes me feel glad I didn't promise a set schedule for publishing :P

Warning Rant Ahead

Is there such a thing as Intuitive Learning? When faced with issues is it possible to look at the mess and choose the right path? How much courage and faith does it take to make that decision not knowing what the outcome will be?

I'm becoming more and more amazed that the human race has lasted so long without some form of divine guidance from the gods or fates or whoever may be listening to the chaotic desires, longings and pleas of a populace that do not think past the moment at hand ( which sadly is not what i think was meant by 'living in the moment').

The noise grows louder, and I find myself lost in the din. If I let it the noise will wash over me - driving all thought from me, scattering focus, leaving nothing but the abyss. Many times you can see the wave coming, building to a crescendo where all you can do is dive into it - letting it carry you away for a few seconds then try to refocus.

It helps to have a focal point, which is easier said than done in our multi-tasking society with so many foci . There are just too many minds to drive out, so we just begin to get used to all the company as the insanity begins to seep deeper into our reality.


I think this is one of the reason video games have caught such a great hold on the human mind. Life has changed so greatly in the past century or two that meditation has become an arcane word that few know the meaning of. So focus becomes part of the activity, the meditation silent as we work on accomplishing other tasks.

We are active, always in a state of doing to the point where rest becomes a luxury to some until their body demands it of them. What are we running to, or from? Are we afraid it will catch us, or that we won't be able to catch that which we seek?

"With searching comes loss
and the presence of absence:
The page not found"
-404 Haiku*-

So do we scramble through this life letting our subconscious make the decisions, hoping that the patterns are noticed and the choices we make are correct or have we become more of a sheepole. Or just maybe we have become too specialized as a society to think of anything outside our experience? Hence we put our faith or neglect behind those who claim to be experts in the given topic.

Does Intuitive Learning exist? Or is this just one more sign of my own personal madness?

Gotta think on this one - -

/rant

*given by a coworker from a website that had a broken link :)

Dark Taint

Warning: Rant Ahead

There are times that I think Vulcan logic or even losing the messy humanity portion of emotion for a cold cybernetic heart might be a trade up. As tempting as it may sound at times though reality quickly returns bringing the realization that even Vulcan's get frustrated, and not even becoming a cyborg will help in dealing with humanity much.

Somewhere the western civilization has given up on slaying dragons, but has decided to live with them. They make excellent scapegoats - - hell if you have a problem blame the dragon - or another favorite is that 400 lb. animal that sits in the middle of a small room, usually guarding the sacred cows.

Politicians are of no real help here due to their knack/need to add more large animals, and give birth to new ravenous dragons in the room and then blame the reality they have created on the some other red herring, which are either over weight from being fed too much or starving from a general neglect (even dragons fall from favor or risk dying of old age).

So while the world becomes top heavy with bureaucrats and failed attempts at at least moving the sacred cows to a lighter diet, you can watch the world shift again, allowing us all to wait for the next 'war of relevance' provided to your by the local major media outlet. Oh, and with this being an election year be prepared for the relevance wars to heat up again whether you by into global warming or not. . .

Which has raised the question - where is the best place to hide in the world?

Keep in mind that it will already be stocked and prepared with electricity, food plumbing and in my case a good Internet connection. Personally I like the small tropical island surrounded by mines a such, but recently a hide-away similar to NORAD under a mountain in a nice quiet corner of the world sounds good too. The only other alternative from these I can think of is in the middle of a major city in hopes of just getting lost in the crowd :P

/rant