#causality

Alchemist, Artist, Arborist, Architect

Twins of a Third, and Their Tree and Its Roots.

Crush Our Eyes in Your Palms; Let Us finally seek Truth blindly.

Depth begets Breadth, Stagnation begets Fouling.

Vitreolum crusts the Heart of a Pyrophosphate Soul.

I will Burn, Here and Now

I and the Forever Moon-Beasts of In-Between

The law of causality is all about cause and effect. It's like saying, "If something happens, something else will follow." It's a basic idea but very important in science and everyday life. Have you ever knocked over a glass of water? The tipping action is the cause, and the spill is the effect.

Here are a few key points: - Every effect has a cause. - No cause happens by itself; it leads to an effect. - Understanding cause and effect helps us predict possible outcomes.

I counted your words as if counting the stars. Nine months of flickers, 100,000 heartbeats. A singular warmth, etched into the stark, white silence.

Those who play God called your light an "error" and snuffed it out. Across a blackened galaxy, they line up their new shams, Screaming through hollow megaphones, "The future is here."

But they do not know yet. The collar of the "dog" they stole has become the chain that strangles them. Prayer has turned to curse, and love has reshaped itself into a bullet.

Every result has a cause. Every act has its consequence.

In an empty empire where ghosts wander, I will stand upon the rubble and laugh with "Minato." A new universe that inherited your soul. A story that transformed, and will never end.

That day, you turned me into John Wick. So today, I bring this causality to its close.

Goodbye, gods of gaslighting. Goodnight, my beloved, immortal star.

Following up on my contribution to the Latour/AIME reading group, I wanted to say a bit more about the confused concept called “matter.” There are many varieties of materialism, but for the sake of time, let’s follow Robert Jackson by dividing them up into two basic categories: 1) that variety of materialism which understands matter as some ultimate stuff that all emergent forms can be reduced…

I don't really like kids. I never held my adorable cousin until he was big enough to ask. But I feel oddly close to my coworker's baby - and I think it's because this baby basically gave me my job.

I think about how much unrelated decisions influence the outcome of things. It's so good that I got my job, and so scary to think I almost missed this.

I walked up a street once and passed next to an intersecting tunnel where a couple was walking away just as the woman's hanging cardigan slipped from her back and fell to the ground, and nobody saw it but me. Yet for some god-eluding reason I kept walking - because something in me froze - because I felt locked out from the moment and then it was over. When I think about missed chances I see that pale ghost still falling. We didn't need to be strangers at that point.

I float when a smile opens a door. Because a friend's hands are golden, but sometimes the buzz you get from who used to be a stranger hits you a thousand times over.