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Tuesday, August 24, 2004

 
These arguments inspired:
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Cosmology is not the most athletic scientific discipline, mostly because it has no reachable goals. You can't do much more than refine the vocabulary or paint nice pictures. The proving is beyond temporal human reach. That's my initial point, not that I have anywhere near the bona fides to compete, but that the competition itself, taking place as it does on a dark track in the middle of the night, with no spectators, a bonfire here and there in the murk, and no governing board that anyone has any respect for, no rules, except the same broad general rules of discourse that apply to everything else, and competition limited to the approved licensees, which is more a nepotistic wholesale-retail enterprise than a philosophic endeavor.
I wanted to be a cosmologist. When I was 17 I did. When I was 18 it's what I put on the form you had to fill out for the draft board. Which got me some undeserved scorn from the clerk who read it and thought I meant "cosmetologist".
Something that this argument (the Anthropic Principle, whether for or against) has in common with a lot of the teleology and numinous mish-mash the airwaves carry, at their margins sort of, but it is an arcane thing all in all, and not that glamorous to talk about, is its fixed-in-time locus.
The 19th century defenders of the god-made universe, had that god moving through time just like his subjects. So he "made" the universe. First it wasn't, then it was. Fixed in time. And moving just like we are.
My general premise is that's accurate, that it is like that in its most broad assumption. The universe as we know it, and as the god that is at the center of that focus knows it, is moving through time like we are.
But to an originating presence, as it's meant in the argument discussed here, there is no time. That's the nature of eternity to an eternal being, no time. All at once. Which I think precludes our view of space too. Not that these things don't exist, that's the scam, but that what we think of them as, how we see them, is incomplete, a partial view that has been presented as whole in order to keep the power structure intact.
There's enough reference in the Bible to a terra-centric cosmos to make it obvious that the stories are coming from an intelligence that hadn't understood the helio-centric nature of things. Which doesn't mean there's nothing to the idea that the deity or deities invoked are real, just that they're not really who they say they are.
The "watchmaker" universe cited here, three layers deep, and long ago dismissed, is wrong not so much because other forces account for the phenomena it attributes to a Biblical god, but because the very idea of "making" doesn't clear the temporal linearity of human existence. God as human only bigger.
The anthropomorphic entity. We don't have a vocabulary that encompasses the physics and metaphysics and is still accessible to the common people. But these concepts arise from and are concerned with the needs and responsibilities of the common people. "We" are the common people.
The purpose if there is one, besides self-aggrandizement or personal wealth-making, of exploring the nature of the universe, is to increase our adaptability, as a species, as a people, as a thing all together. So it needs to be translated, spoken, held by the folk. Or their representatives. There's a tangent there, pulling at my leg like a pet crocodile, involving distinctions of commonality and the changing face of human presence here, but I resist it.
What I wanted to get said was the imperative for cosmological wholism to begin within a non-linear time frame, an exploded sense of unprogressing time, non-time, a now that holds this moment and all others in unranked equality. Whereas our perspective, and that of most of the approved prophets gives primacy to the moment we inhabit, even though that's purely subjective.
At the same time there's an urgency, just like there's an urgency in the fire at the orphanage, close-up it's all that matters. But the long view, which is what theoretical cosmology is about, has no urgency to it. It's applied cosmology that seems crucial now. The sense that the first ones in to the understanding will have control of the vehicle, and by that, control of human time, our presence in and movement through time. It's an illusion that is in turn all we have of the real, as long as we're alive.

the rumbling comfort of the engine's hum still here - 1:35 PM

Monday, August 23, 2004

 
There's a lot to say about this, the whole picture dimming toward one dull color, but right now, it's - stem cells, stem cells, gotta have those stem cells! Think of the lives we'll save!
The reason fundamentalists don't like evolution is not, as the argument's been framed, because the Bible is in conflict with it.
It's because their moral systems, and the true fundamental precepts they live by, are anti-evolutionary - as is modern medicine, politics, and social morality. Anti-evolutionary meaning against evolution, opposed to its processes. Unless they're human-controlled, as in the breeding programs and genetic manipulations of modern agriculture and scientific research.
Human direction of evolution is framed as the only possible good. The very process that gave us life, that shaped our brains and hands, is discarded as a cold-hearted, and defeated, enemy.
Evolution is about people dying as much as it is about them surviving.
This whole enterprise is against that. It is a taboo so deep it's virtually non-existent in public discourse, the idea that there are too many of us now, leading directly, not to a return to the old ways of natural forces in interplay, but to human control of our evolutionary destiny.
That's the gambit. And as sure as you have breath, up there somewhere is the moment some collective of the elect decides it's time to raise the drawbridge and all that science and technology that seemed to be about helping the common folk and their lives, will prove to have nothing to do with common folk, at all.
Evolution is about people dying. Any beautiful thing that's alive that you can name gets its beauty from the shaping hand of death. The wolf, the butterfly, the oak, the human female in her breeding prime. And our minds, our brains, the way we can think and conceive our way to dominance of the planet, that came from evolution, too.
But now we're setting that aside, and the tacit morality, while never being openly discussed, is that all births make holy each born life. It's true but only as part of a larger picture where death is also beautiful, and age, and all the spectrum of existence. Look at the humans this way of life ennables. And don't give me that gym-hard cosmetic pseudo-health. This is a breeding program more complex than most of us can see, its edges are too widely flung in time, and its slow work too long for our still-brief perspective.
The danger is this kind of talk gives power to those who would use their own criteria to cull the herd, and that's not my aim. But the alternative is going exactly there as well, with less room to shift. First break up the old ways of being, then disrupt the chains of stories and songs that held human commonality for the millenia we've been here. Then replace them with imitations and subtly skewed versions that will be acceptable because they'll be all there is. It's worked. The television is the story-teller now, and none of the stories it tells are in a traditional line, all of them come through the filter of the machine and its masters.
We are adaptive creatures first, above any other skill or talent we can change with what comes, and we get that from having had to, and from leaving behind those who couldn't. That's evolution. Leaving behind those who can't. Not on purpose, that's not what I'm saying.
Disease sweeps across the landscape, and leaves strong immune systems in its wake. We spit on that now. We scorn it. We create an immune system that's external, for the hive, that's working only for the social group, while indiviuals without the strength to fight are held in place by the increasingly artificial biology we share. If they're lucky, and their relatives have money.
The argument is that I'm suggesting we kneel to disease like it was a god or a master. But no I'm not saying that.
I'm saying that this is all a ruse to deliver the power and the keys into the hands of a cunning and manipulative trickster. And it's working. This is headed somewhere. It's a planned and active program of redirection.
And since there will be, as there will with any evolutionary selection, those who benefit and those who lose, there is struggle, fighting, war.
The Pope is right to object to human arrogance, but the beauty of the scam is that the moral system from which he speaks is owned and operated by the people he opposes. It is an anti-evolutionary institution, his church. But he's still right.
The veil of Islam is constricting compared to the vibrant freedom of modern women in the West. But which of those two systems will endure great hardship better? The I-me-mine of hedonistic selfishness, or the submission of the long path, the surrender to God that's at the heart of true religion?
I'm not advocating conversion, I'm pointing to the confused immediacy and the blinding greed at the heart of western social morality. It's corrupt, and corrupting, and it will not last.
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We had physical immortality already, just not individually. Selfishness is what's appealed to, and what answers willingly, ready to submit. The greed, the willingness to sacrifice what's beautiful and graceful and obviously right, for what's ugly and grasping, and wrong; that's what's wrong here.
The argument is framed, as so much of it is now, by the same unseen hand, so that both sides lead to the same conclusion, by opposite paths.
Evolution is about death, that's why the simple folk are against it, they see their own doom there, and their masters are against it for the same reason. The faith, my faith, is that there is a living heart to life itself. That nature is not just dust and random bits of accident. That the beauty we respond to, that is ancient, far older than anything we've done, is an expression of something we are, something we have inside us in potential, all of us, even the weakest. Submission to that is what's missing now, love of that is what's missing. Love of man, and the works of man, and the gods he throws up in his image, that's everywhere and it's destroying us. The inertia is selfishness, the evil is selfishness, you can redefine it any way you want using any terms you want - it's selfishness at its core. Arrogance.
And I think it comes from something that was told it had to go, and it wouldn't, and it's had to keep building greater and greater walls to protect itself from the results of its own refusal to submit. Until we get to this, until we come to this place.
The argument will be that in the absence of ready answers that can be quickly understood and easily reproduced, we should continue in the direction we're going. It's a demonic kind of logic, and it benefits demons. We don't need techniques to save individual human lives, we need techniques to save the human race.
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This is preliminary, really more notes than essay, and it's only because other people have access to my files and nothing I write is private, that I publish it here, now.



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