Thursday, March 13, 2008

Why I Love The Plague

Why I Love The Plague

The characters have the same grandiose Illusions of Life, and the same concerns, faults and strengths as real people. Therefore, I can see aspects of myself and others in the characters. This makes it easier to put myself in their place – to imagine my possible emotions, reactions, thoughts and actions in the same situation. The setting of the story makes it easy to apply the events to real life. Oran is self-absorbed, like a single living individual. The city itself is a metaphor for human, and yet it can also be seen as Every Community, or even as the Human Race in total.

The plague itself is insidiously invisible yet all too horribly obvious. The plague is ever-present and undeniable, yet is always denied. The plague is cruel, unfair and merciless, yet is always supplicated. The plague is the unexpected disaster that is always expected. Therefore, as an Ideal, the plague doesn't have to Be the plague. The plague could simply be Mortality. People die all the time. Many die for no good reason, or in tragedy of one sort or another. That is like the plague, so we can equate the plague with a knowledge that all of us are always under sentence of imminent possible death. There are no guarantees in life except death. If we interpret The Plague this way then Camus' message is that we must wake up to Imminent Death in order to Live. I think he's right about that.

But it doesn't have to be something as grand and unassailable as Life. The plague can also be war, or poverty, or slavery, or government, or dead-end jobs, or drug addiction or anything else that so dominates our lives, singly or in community, in such totalitarian distress as to make us realize how beautiful life is, how much we will miss life, how much life we have wasted and befouled, and how much we could have done with our life. The Plague is Myth writ small, therefore it is Life.

Life & Meaning

Life & Meaning

Does an infant born a nano-second ago, by virtue of the fact that the infant is born human, have meaning attached to his or her life?

No. Species has nothing to do with it.

The infant has meaning not because it is human, but because it has life.

Life is, at the same time, both elusively mystical and naggingly ordinary. I don't know what the thing we call “life” is – that thing that animates us with awareness. What is it? Electrical & Chemical, ala Mary Shelley, or the Touch of a Creator-Deity upon Oblivion, ala Mullah Omar? Perhaps it is something else entirely, I don't know.

Since I don't know what “life” is I cannot say it does or does not have meaning at any given point, for any given reason in time for any given animated-awareness (that is: any Be-ing). Further, in order for me to have a chance at understanding what the thing called “life” is I must observe it in all its aspects. Therefore allow “life” to do whatever “life” is meant to do to complete itself. Only then can there be any judgement on the meaning of an individual life, or even of that thing that animates us with awareness.

Being born human is a qualifying adjective to life, as in Human Be-ing, therefore it is Life that either has Meaning or does Not.

No life (any Be-ing) is inherently superior to any other life (Other Be-ing) simply because there is no adequate definition to hang on the word “life.” To say, for example, all life is here for humans to use as needed, does so by putting some life into one category: Killable, and putting some life into another category: The Chosen Ones. Humans like to kill so that first group is mob large while the second group is privately small.

“Great apes have self-control, a sense of the past and of the future, a capacity to mourn and to use tools.” Francisco Garrido

“Not only can chimpanzees learn up to 500 words and communicate through a computer, but they also use up to 50 medicinal plants for diarrhea, vomiting or parasites.” Jordi Savater Pi

“We need to break the barrier between the species.” Pedro Pozas

I think the greatest discovery yet to be made, and perhaps the greatest ever, will be the ability to communicate as completely with other animals as we do with human animals. We will then find out how what Human means.

For reference,

“The multiple steps taken by Fongoli chimpanzees in making tools to dispatch mammalian prey involve the kind of foresight and intellectual complexity that most likely typified early human relatives.” Jill Pruetz

Brazil, Race & Capitalism

Brazil, Race & Capitalism

Race is always an important factor in the politics and history of a nation. The importance European culture, philosophy and religion have historically assigned to perceived racial distinctions have created a dire social crisis worldwide. Nowhere is that more evident than in Brazil, the country that pretends there is no race problem, but only a class problem.

“In Brazil there is a huge social class difference. There are lots of very poor people, and a small amount of amazingly rich people, and there is no way one can go from being poor to being rich, and this creates a lot of social tension and makes the situation unmanageable. And that’s not only true of Brazil, but I think Brazil is the worst case.” - José Padhilla, Brazilian filmaker

First, a quick history: current archaeological evidence has the indigenous peoples of Brazil active from about 30,000 years ago. 507 years ago our documented history begins, and we find an influx Europeans, primarily Portuguese, who conquer and dominate the land. Genocide is committed against the native peoples. An estimated population of 4 million in 1500 has been reduced to 0.7 million today. This is about 0.4% of the population, but this figure only includes full-blooded indigenous people. Reservations have been set aside, and more are being planned to hold all of the last tribes. Many will have to move from their homelands because of capitalist interests. The land will be needed for its mineral and energy wealth so the people living on it will be moved, the forest will be cut, the rivers dammed, roads built, cities populated with new people from around Brazil, and from around the world.

Brazil is already home to a range of diversity in humanity unknown elsewhere except in our United States. Just like the United States, Brazil attempts to portray itself in its national identity as a diverse, yet homogeneous, entity. Brazil puts on a rainbow-hued happy face that shows all the shades of humanity. They are proud of their diversity, and proud they are all one nation.
Or are they?

Mestizos are people of both indigenous and foreign heritage. Brazil's government and non-governmental organizations do not count, or see, mestizos. Brazil prefers to divide their people into White (meaning European) (55%), Black (6%) and Other (39%). The official number for Mestizo Brazilians is 38% of the population, but since the stigma of aboriginal blood is to be avoided, the real number is higher – perhaps even the reverse of the current numbers for Whites and Mestizos.

Now for something completely different: we already know that the Amazon rain forest is the world's greatest natural treasure. The diversity of life found within its borders is astounding and wonderful. This region is often called the lungs of the world because it breathes so much oxygen into the atmosphere, and takes out so much carbon dioxide. It replenishes the world's air for us, and it does this job through the abundance and diversity of life delicately balanced within its unique climate and geology. In the same way it is thought that the diversity of species, of plant, animal and microbe, serves to replenish life itself around the world through time and evolution. If the ecology of the Amazon were to change, the entire world ecology would also change, and so would the evolution of species.

Consider this: humans are part of the world ecology just like everything else in Nature. Humans are not distinct and separate from the animals, plants and microbes. Humans also need to be replenished, and they also have the Amazon as their wellspring. Today, after hundreds of years of slaughter, slavery and assimilation there are still 234 different indigenous tribes with their own language and culture living throughout Brazil. 80% of them are hostile to outsiders, and shun contact. Perhaps the reason is that before the white man came there were five times the number of distinct tribes, and twenty times the people.

When we add to this indigenous linguistic mix the languages representing other ethnic groups that arrived in the last 500 years, Portuguese, Japanese, Italian, German, Spanish, English, Arabic &etc, and we truly see in Brazil the world of humanity in microcosm.

Today, in the natural world, there is a crisis of species extinction spreading across the Amazon in the animal, plant and microbe worlds. This crisis is caused in part by the introduction of an invasive species: civilized humans. Humans are part of the animal kingdom, and like the other animals in the Amazon, the diverse humans of the rainforest are being killed by invasion of a homogeneous species, the Brazilians. Where there were once many hundreds of different tribes and languages, there are now only about 250, and the vast majority of them are spoken by an extreme minority. Some languages are all but dead, having as few as 20-2000 people left alive who are defined by that language. These 234 indigenous languages represent the 234 different groups of humans at the focal point of natural evolution. These people, just like the other animals, plants and microbes of the Amazon, are the natural pool of genetic material that provides the impetus for diverse future evolutionary paths. These 234 groups total about 2 million people. In contrast, the 7 invasive peoples with their seven languages account for XxX million people. Diversity being replaced by homogenity. The Amazon is the largest and most important of the world's incubators of evolution, and evolutionary progress depends on diversity. Lack of diversity is an evolutionary dead end.

What does that mean for Brazil, and for the world? Again, in Brazil we see the world in microcosm. The United States dominates the cultures of the world, and in every far-flung place is competing with, changing and replacing local culture. The U.S. domination of the world's local cultures is multi-faceted, having economic, social, political, religious and militaristic weapons in its repertoire. The same thing happens in Brazil where the indigenous people are overwhelmed by the onslaught of modernization, civilization, capitalism and consumerism.

We can't forget capitalism, because here again we see the world effects of capitalism in microcosm in Brazil. The world economy is in a monopolization era where huge mega-corporations know no national allegiance, and are in fact and deed more powerful than many true nations. The history of Brazil is a road map into the world's future if capitalism becomes a monopolistic elitism. Brazil's history of elitist economies and politics has polarized the rich and poor, and has built a land where the few rich people own everything and the many poor people own nothing. The lawlessness, violence and suffering, the hunger, despair and anger, and the helplessness, hopelessness and meaninglessness overwhelming the lives of the poor is a direct result of elitist capitalism. Some would like to portray the turmoil of the poor as “anarchy” . . . but it is simply the waste product of capitalism, there is no anarchy here.

The poor people of Brazil are everywhere and have nothing. Homeless children are legion, and a national crisis. Those same homeless children grow up into gun-toting, uneducated, unloved, angry young men. No home, no education, no health care, no food, no clean water, no nurturing, no future, all pain – children that survive this are justifiably angry. Some are enraged. Their powerlessness compounds the problem, and they resort to random and gang violence – which on the world stage equates to the disaffected who become suicide bombers and terrorists. How stark it is in Brazil is a warning to the world of what elitist capitalism, masquerading as “free market capitalism”, costs in human suffering. Racism in modern civilized society is married to capitalism. Elitist capitalism on the national scale is the same as monopolistic capitalism on the world scale. Some would call the plight of the poor in Brazil, classism. They would claim that there is no racism because people can move between classes through capitalist opportunities. The reality is that the poor have no opportunities, and thus cannot improve their lot. Success in capitalism depends on having an excess of money. Success in racism depends on having the right skin colour. Classism or racism, the result is the same for the have-nots.

Philosophically and politically regarding Brazil, and the world, it is useful to contemplate the difference between these four maps of Brazil (political, physical, official language, all languages) and the relationship between what looks simple but is complicated, and what looks complicated but is simple


Thursday, March 06, 2008

A New Day Has Dawned in Connecticut

A New Day Has Dawned in Connecticut

By the time this is printed the 1st Annual Quinebaug Valley Community College Arts & Science Entertainment Expedition to see the flayed, sliced and diced human beings on display at the “Bodies Revealed" exhibit, by Premier Exhibitions in Hartford, will have set off for fun and games! Tittering students will have driven off to the big city to stare, ogle and gawk to the full extent of their school-funded discount price. What a bargain! Where else, for only ten U.S. Dollars, can you see humans scientifically, but artfully, ripped open, cut into pieces and posed in oh so delicate ways without all that bloody mess that usually accompanies such activities? Why, it's almost religious in the experience!

Somebody ought to market this, they could make a mint. Besides being fun it could perform a valuable public service. Just imagine Plastinating Body Shop franchises popping up next to McDonalds everywhere. Bring in your dead, and for less than the cost of a funeral, plastinate that loved one for permanent display as a lawn ornament. Wonderful! Put wheels on them so they can be easily taken in and out of storage. Pose them in their favourite team's uniform, and trot them out for every home game! Take them to tailgating parties! Use them to scare off burglars, or crows. Or, for sweet revenge, pose and dress them in embarrassing positions! Oh, wouldn't that be a riot at the next tea and tart social?

Why, that gives me another great idea! Excess humans can be plastinated and set up as chess pieces for life-size games in every public park. In fact, all those tenement eyesores can be bulldozed for new flower filled plazas. No more noisy neighbours! What's not to love?

There is no shortage of superfluous people to use as raw material. Look at all the degenerates that clog up our communities, lowering property values and endangering our children. They could finally be doing something worthwhile, and it would make every neighborhood a pleasant place to live. And, oh my, wouldn't it be lovely to not have to listen to them rant anymore? There is just so much noise and argument in this world that we can never get any thing done, or have any proper peace and quiet. If we could have all the rabble rousers, misfits and freaks cleaned up, dressed properly and hair done stylishly, but conventionally and oh yes, all those nasty tattoos and piercings covered over and filled in with some new People-Plaster product (which, by the way, opens the door to more new financial opportunities) we can finally enjoy life without all that squalour and clamour. In fact, it would be restfully quiet now that only the soft strands of intellectual music would fill the air; no more screeching or awful explosions of bass guitars and raucous drumming blasting from boom-boxes and car stereos.

Instead of always releasing those dirty, uncouth criminals back into the public when their sentences are finished, we could finally be rid of their hurtful insanities while still preserving their beauty. You have to admit, some of those bad boys & girls would be just so deliciously sexy if they were cleaned up, and shut up. Why, I imagine a special adults-only playset would be a hot seller. Of course, those bodies would have to easily store in the bedroom closet, but I'm sure that won't be a problem for our good old American ingenuity. The possibilities are endless! Imagine: automated plastinated bodies for fortune telling booths, carnival scare houses and school biology classes. Stick a computer brain in their heads and we can have plastinated bodies as casino card dealers, toll booth attendants, theater ticket takers and factory assembly line workers. There is also the fantastic opportunity for numerous spin-off products to keep the bodies new and shiny, and to fix the inevitable wear and tear marks!

Don't forget, they could also be performing a great human service: before we plastinate them we can use their healthy organs for medical transplant in order to save the lives of the more respectable folk, like us.

Yes, let's finally do something about all the crazy protesters, smelly riff-raff and illegal immigrants clogging up our communities with all their poverty, addictions and bad manners. I think Plastinating Body Shops is the wave of the future. Not only will it be educational and artistic, it will be fun too!

But we better get crackin' 'cause China has a head start on us, and just look at the horde of people they can turn into plastic. Why, they could flood the market before we even get started!

Monday, March 03, 2008

Of Religionism or A Rebuke of Atheism or Incompertus Redarguo Infidus Vox

Of Religionism


A Rebuke of Atheism


Incompertus Redarguo Infidus Vox

An Ontological Elucidation by Mortimer


Imagine a thick blanket of newly fallen wet snow hushed upon a pine forest glen. The white tranquility sparkles in the immaculate sunlight after the storm. Mighty green boughs softly hold the weight of the clouds in peaceful beauty. Consider now that the snow never melts away and instead freezes into permanence. The fragile limbs of pine break and the land suffocates in a grey pallor. What then? What remains but the fustian promise of a springtime that never bloomed?


Alea Iacta Est

Om Sat Chit Ananda Parabrahma. Religionism recognizes and relates the universal order within natural chaos. Religionism distills the logical from the phenomenological. Religionism distinguishes the extinguishable from the inextinguishable. Religionism weaves the single note of the finite into the symphony of the infinite. Religionism elucidates the fundamentals of the singular, the axiology of the dyadic and the abduction of the triadic. Religionism describes and proscribes the particular actualities of our complex reality. Religionism defines the rules of society precisely as it fires the characterizing glaze of individual life. Religionism is the foundation of morality and the umpire of ethics. Religionism commissions the customs of culture and constructs the compacts of covenants. Religionism composes propriety and harmonizes convention. Religionism embrues us with perspective and begets deportment. Religionism bestows us with etiquette and bequests elegance. Religionism graces us with decorum and anoints us with dignity. Religionism decrees the good and decrys the evil. Religionism delineates the logical and thereby reveals the rational. Religionism codifies conduct and catalogues consequences. Religionism advises prudence and apprises humility. Religionism soothes the suffering of the misfortunate and adjudicates praetorian perdition for the pretenders. Religionism ordains the nobility and consecrates the luminary. Religionism endows us with fortitude and dowers us with love. Religionism fosters conciliation and invests us with sufficiency. Religionism frees us with charity and uplifts us with hope. Religionism awards us relevance and heralds our purpose. Religionism nurtures us with a home and reaps the fruit of our family. Religionism weaves families into communities and upraises communities to nationhood. Religionism liberates the supplicant from the mordant world of shibbolethian superstition and pardons the patron from pedantic pedagogy. Religionism is a salve that heals fear and a wellspring of inspiration. Religionism quiets the tremblings of ignorance and reinforces the bonds of trust. Religionism ameliorates the pain of poverty and tempers the pallidness of oppression. Religionism replaces the ravenous addiction for answers with the favoured fullness of faith. Religionism consecrates the homily of inclusion and sanctions the rhetoric of rejection. Religionism constrains our malevolent bestial passions and chaperones us to the rhapsodic euphoria of the elysian sacrament of honeyed wedlock. Religionism teaches when we know not what to do and leads the way when our mind is divided. Religionism intercedes between the vicious mortal product and the all-consuming immortal factor. Religionism transliterates the history of man and prophecies the future of mankind. Religionism reveals the a posteriori mysteries of a mythical patria and therefrom construes a priori essentiality to the hereafter. Religionism assays every aspect of our lives from one end of heavenly everlastingness 'round to the other end of heavenly everlastingness and all throughout that timeless hell without end. Religionism is the word; the word names the unknown; the word is made god. Religionism is the means to the end. Religionism conquers death. Life is lived to die.


Fiat Lux

Mors ianua vitae. We recognize and mark extremism in religions by naming them radical or fundamentalist cults. What we forget is that religionism itself is a radical, fundamentalist philosophy because it displaces the individual with a lie. Life is our eternity. Ogygion.


Cui Bono

In nomine domini incipit omne malum. Religionism is the adventitious, all-incorporative weltanschauungen apotheosis of faith whereby the chimeras of the mind birth a transcendent reality. The mandates of religionism are inscrutable. Each principle that does not nakedly reveal itself to investigation is a metonymic shackle upon the polysemic percipience of the devotees. Each semeiotic binding prohibits analysis into, and synthesis of, the natural veracity of the sacrosanct belief it upholds or the lucid truth it withholds. Religionism thereby sciolistically trammels prehension in bounds of exalted doxy. Religionism posits this cession of perspicacity as proof of the prime phenomenon. The chains of this fraudulent dogma domesticate each devotee. Each is tasked to live within the parameters of an assumptive actuality wherein there is an unfathomably aware primum mobile for the cosmos. Further, each person, from prophet to follower to convert to heretic to unbeliever to nonbeliever, is personally and foreknowingly registered in that bewilderingly empyrean mind. Further still, each person has a certain inescapable fate to fulfill barring divine intervention; man to god, woman to man, child to woman, beast to man, plant to woman. Holy manuals of maleficium mechanically tune the outlook, expectations and goals of the devout robotnik. There is a time, a place and a reason for everything, even our inexplicable permission to prefer the petty to the primordial and the guilty pleasures thereof. Religionism pimps this improbable fabrication as the quintessential reality within which all else must converge. Religionism relentlessly condemns as defective those who flounder short of completing the paradigm. Life is raw. Survival is vicious. Everyone fails the ideal. Everyone is a mirror reflecting good and evil. Nevertheless, not everyone gets a just reward, good or ill. There are always the summum bonus who have special dispensation to be contrary, and the why of their prerogative is imponderable. As well, there is the profanum vulgus for whom every turning is amiss, and the why of their indenture is baffling. Prophets and preachers can get a free pass directly from on high, but workers and wives don't get to communicate mano y deo. The gestaltqualität teachings of religionism, its peremptions on life and its muzzling of free will in the name of purity, are machinations for obligating the hapless legions to the prelationism of the elect. One of the more dastardly catechizations in the repertoire of asyndetic exhortations is the ever-present menace of deathless damnation to pacify the public into being spiritless sisyphuses. It works so well, however, that each reprobate dutifully tightens the fetters of thralldom whenever the merest whiff of free thought floats by on the cerebral breeze, and then docily kneels to lay bare back to the rock yet again. The hounds of Persephone are ever watchful for the once and future queen. Epiphenomenalism.


Aeternum Horribilis

Lacrimae pondera vocis habent. Fugacious humantime is but the fall of a tear to the consummate persistence of celestial godtime. There is no escape. Religionism chains us, tames us, and blames us in the very same manner as does its spiegelübelzwilling, scientism: connaturally circumscribing zealots into a passel of parasitic packs of mutually pugnacious mechanomorphic parishioners. The affollarsi live for the predilections of the patricianist camarillas. Permissions for unequivocal self-determinations are routinely and amerceably denied. All our dearest and deepest desires, all our purest dreams of rapture for the gravest of all the beloved sins, free will, excites naught but the consumptive insanity of guilt, shame and punishment for the addict of religionism, or the votarist of scientism. The royal troth of a sum futuro sublimis compelling the abominable wedding of freedom to helotry profanes, enslaves and rapes the only divinity within us. Amaranthine domestication replaces joie de vivre. Mortality is nothing but a confused squall in the perpetual pandemonium of the maelström. Tu deviens responsible pour toujours de ce que tu as apprivoisé.


Deus Ex Machina

Le serpent qui danse. Our civilization is now in the nescient throes of a perfidious cult that ceaselessly and cozenly seduces the wearied and weakened wills of its sotted and swindled sectarians with the glitter of gold. Belief in the divine right of the moneyed dictates who will live, and how well, and who will die, and how miserably. Money apportions survival, safety, health, education, fun, status, power and more to those who are blessed to glory in the sacraments. Money changes everything. Money aids, influences and enables. Money is the miracle that accords all the virtuous fortunes of eudomenia. Money cleans, clarifies and clears. Money flushes troubles, heals ailments and renews vigor. Money supplies entertainment, enjoyment and festivity. Money baptizes, anoints and ordains. Money provides sustenance, shelter and suits. Money rationalizes, redeems and releases. Money favors, bequeaths and celebrates. Money reprieves, relieves and rescues. Money defends, fortifies and preserves. Money mediates, mitigates and mollifies. Money extenuates, exculpates and exonerates. Money accuses, sentences and executes. Money transacts, transfers and transmutes. Money recommends, promotes and sustains. Money schools, researches and discovers. Money develops, evolves and creates. Money intrigues, edifies and bewilders. Money enthuses, enlightens and enlivens. Money appropriates, classifies and ranks. Money eases, endorses and establishes. Money implores, obliges and motivates. Money designates, discriminates and denominates. Money emancipates, enfranchises and empowers. Money encourages, inspires and conquers. Money dignifies, enthrones and glorifies. Money safeguards the freedom of the mind and recognizes the independence of the individual. Money is the impetus for productivity and the stimulant for advancement. Money stabilizes communities, builds nations and controls global events. Money heralds historic movements and validates monolithic leadership. Money is insurance against catastrophe and the seed of prosperity. Money comforts, nurtures and lavishes. Money is proof of past honour and declarer of future loyalty. Money is the confirmation of accomplished worth and the certification of forthcoming value. Money ensures human interactions are collectively consummated to virtuous advantage. Money engenders the philanthropic justice of charitable endowment by revealing the joyful wisdoms of mercy, beneficence and almsgiving. Money accrues interest, accretes with reputation and accredits truth. Money is the award of achievement and promise of progress. Money is the prime mover of invention, art and science. Money is the key of liberty and the book of justice. Money is the badge of excellence and the arch of triumph. Money is the avowal of a good life and the affiance of a facile death. Money is the holy oil of anointment. Money is the selfless sacrament of salvation. Money is pure moral principle actualized. Money is divine grace made tangible. This cant belongs to the palaverous denomination that is the prodigal child of imperial mercantilism, bully-capitalism. Homo sine pecunia mortis imago.


Sine Qua Non

Necessitarianism. All currency is declared by fiat. Belief in the objective value of money has no intrinsicality in nature, yet money pervades every interaction celebrants partake like oil on water. There is the further nihilistic belief that money is the mechanism for acquiring freedom, with the sole alternatives being blood and whips. Everyone is born without choice into this fallacious faith of currency wherein apostasy is the most unintelligible of sins. Everyone is born duty-bound. Everyone lives within a predatory eco-system embodying debts of vice and profits of virtue. Followers can conceive of no supportable good without a foundation of money, and no resolute evil that money cannot dissolve. The evolutionary whip of life is made real in the blood of money. Money buys food. Money buys clothing. Money buys shelter. Enough money allows the practitioner to survive to earn more money to survive longer. Enthusiasts live to produce money in order to control portions of the lives of other advocates, and to purchase their own lives back from other partisans. Money buys labour. Money buys skill. Money buys time. More money allocates the blessing of more wage-slaves, and further, even more money wholesales better skilled villeins. Money buys a home. Money buys a family. Money buys a future. Profit is natural serendipity for those who are productive, while debt stains and restrains the sophist and pharisee. Boundless prosperity is the natural conclusion for a life of habitual virtue, while inexhaustible poverty is righteous retribution for a life of chronic vice. Money buys respect. Money buys power. Money buys law. Money buys dreams. Money buys life. Money buys death. Money begets money. Money is the price that must be paid. The poor are misanthropic malingerers who deserve their fate because they lack the supra-natural comprehension of the blessed precepts of production, profit and prosperity. Those who cannot declare enough coin of the realm have demonstrated their deficiency and have condemned themselves to a penurious purgatory on earth. Money is the entry for every detail. Money is the bottom line. Money is the value; the value names the unknown; the value is made judgment. Money is the best of things and the end of everything else. Il fine giustifica i mezzi. Money is telos. Money is the essence of life. Shadow supplants substance. Life is lived to lie. So let it be written, so let it be done. Antinomianism.



Ousia. The wilderness is vacant of god, prince or state. Nothing unsettles one like being flat broke. Even to wonder of a life without godmoney is so terrifying in its incomprehensibility that the glitterati must always be deluded by ignorance and guarded by illusion rote-masked as tenet. By no less wicked means the creed of greed revels every hunger in insatiable futility. Money is simply asomatous paper and plastic. Nihil ex nihilo. Mammon is the hollowest of false idols and mammoney is the slick that engulfs the soul. To be aware is to be. Amor est essentia.


Quod Scripsi, Scripsi

Reject and rethink. What is and what is not. Money is an arbitrary measurement of value just as the meter is an arbitrary measurement of length. You cannot vanish length just because there is no ruler to measure it, and value does not dissipate just because there is no money to declare it. Further, length does not adjust to the current unit of measurement just as value does not fluctuate with the fugitive worth of money. Whether you believe or not, whether you heed or not, whether you understand or not, whether you name it or not, whether you lie or not, you and I both know it is so. Nec habeo nec careo nec curo.



Pragmatikotita. Consider now, what does one lack when one bows head, bends knee and slaves will to worship at the odylic altar of avarice?