Monday, July 6, 2015

The Devil Made Me Do It... With Macros

I recently read a rather interesting proposition to the GOD question we mortals seem interminably obsessed with it. It's called, "The Simulation Theory."

The gist of this preposterous nonsense is that we are all living in a computer simulation, and Big Daddy G is nothing more than an infinite programmer. You know, kind of like the movie Tron.

What a vapidly mundane premise! If this is a feasible explanation to dignify our existence (no less ridiculous than all the other religions, mind you) then I still contend that "God" is a super huge dickhead.
This malicious computer programmer overlord has bedeviled us with such atrocities as: Nicki Minaj, Bret Michaels, Duck Dynasty, and June bugs. Not to mention war, famine, disease, and death but who's counting evils? Not me.

If you really think about it, no matter what theory you want to propose to rationalize your existence, all attempts to portray an otherworldly deity fall prey to human concepts. The reason for this is that you are human. Allow me to extend my most grave and abundant apologies to those disobliged by such an astute proclamation, however, you cannot circumvent reality.

Your thought patterns and mental faculties are subject to the limitations of your culturally biased awareness-- the absolute accumulation of your perception-- which demands that every single intellection you devise to contrive a conception outside of the scope of your comprehension is going to bear the mark of humanity.

Attempt to consider any of the forms of god that we have developed over the course of our evolution.

All of the gods depicted in religious contexts have human attributes. They are either angry, or jealous, or loving. They bear the physical appearances of human or animal forms. The paradises associated with these gods are also human-like, so are the punishment zones, i.e. Hell. (Fire and brimstone. Seriously?)
Ah... we are such an imaginative group of life forms, are we not?

That, therein, lies the problem. One can contrive any number of ways to elucidate an acceptable theory to rationalize that which cannot be rationalized: GOD.
Theorists and theologians have, thus far, grossly overlooked the fact that this planet, with all of our elementary humanness upon it, is but one planet amid an incalculable number of boulders, all floating in a void so astonishingly tremendous, we cannot even begin to fathom the depths. Why are we so gullible and egocentric to believe that our gods are only like just us, we- the petty simple humans- on this one rock?
This is our true sin.

Every religion is wrong. It doesn't matter what you believe because the divinely fortunate fact is that you are wrong and I am wrong. We are all wrong. There is no apocryphal simulation program, there is no heaven and hell or any version of it. There is nothing but everything that we will never understand until we expire from this life.
Endeavors to do so until that moment are a waste of time, a facilitator to war, and a notable measure of ignorance and vanity.









Friday, March 6, 2015

Dividng By Zero

"Once we realize that imperfect understanding is the human condition there is no shame in being wrong, only in failing to correct our mistakes." --George Soros

(I am a human without favorites. I've often been annoyed when asked what my favorite (insert 'thing' here) is, because I attempt to appreciate many aspects of life instead of basing a preferential desire for one object or experience over another. However, if I had to choose a favorite Superhero, I would pick George Soros.)

I admire the aforementioned quote because of its stark brutal truth. The fact is that many people are insane. By that understanding, I mean they repetitively act in the same fashion but expect a different result. I, myself, was once insane by this definition until I accepted that my awareness is finite.
My experiential capacity is finite, as is yours and all carbon based life forms.

We all die.

I've been experiencing the deaths of many in recent times and it is a simple reminder of how astonishingly beautiful life "should" be.... but isn't always. Life can be particularly troublesome with the wrong frame of thought patterns ping-ponging their course through your mind and life; usually as a subset to errant and erroneous action, thought, behavior, etc. Simply put, our own idiocy creates complexity and the subconscious acceptance of inappropriate contentment gives birth to malaise.

What if I told you that everything wrong with your life is your own fault?

I believe some would agree... others would not and form a multitude of pithy excuses which habitually blame others for their independent complications. It's natural to do so because it is easier to blame another for what you lack as a temporal being rather than bear such weighty responsibilities for concepts like your own personal happiness and self-fulfillment. Rather than taking relevant action to correct an ill course of life experiences, humans typically sit in stasis and point the finger at every one else as a reasonable explanation to justify their own misery.

And maybe others do bear some responsibility for your discourse. Perhaps your parents didn't love you enough, or your second grade teacher was a bitch. Maybe your older sister/brother was a real asshole to you, or you got bullied on the playground; your boss doesn't give you any respect and your dog ran away. I can't pretend to know the causation of malady in anyone's life but my point is that, with great compassion: essentially, it doesn't matter.

By now you know right from wrong. Each person in possession of the ability to visualize a scenario, dream, wish, or desire is fully able to achieve that scenario, dream, wish or desire. The only thing stopping you from being happy, successful, achieved and content in your life is you. Stop making the same mistakes, stop repeating your dysfunctional behavior, and stop feeling sorry for yourself. It will get you nowhere. Stop expecting others to pity you, it only holds you in place as your emotional vampirism sucks the life out of those who truly do sympathize.

If you are miserable then you want to be. Humans eventually attain that which they seek. So, the mental, social, emotional and physical condition you remain in during the course of your life is the state of being that you wish to possess.