Being Me Is Stupid
... HOW STUPID? GLAD YOU ASKED. EXAMPLE #_ONLY EXAMPLE) THE *BAND INTERESTS* SECTION IN MY FACEBOOK MUSIC PAGE READS AS FOLLOWS: (cut&paste) Band Interests the apocalypse... (from its loudest to quietest manifestations. This started as a childhood fear and evolved to an unyielding obsession with the end of the Earth and the consequences, or lack there-of, inherent to such Extinction Level Events, but because my human brain houses a ghost that tends to not understand the limitations of such a limited control room, my ridiculous pursuits for the perfect anxiety/panic attack fuel eventually led me to the unfathomable idea of a Complete Universal Apocalypse. The end of all things. I have no desire to bring anyone reading this, even the slightest inch more up to speed than that. I CAN say that I believe firmly in the existence of poison ideas and, as much as I would love the comfort of tip-toeing back across the point-of-no-return that I sprinted past without further consideration for my already questionable sanity, the absurd existential horrors that I'm haunted by are now part of what makes me who I am. I MUST be me much more than I DON'T WANT to break my remaining grasp on the mundane, 3-dimensional reality we all currently reside in... Dig?) ... Godzilla, Takashi Miike, Wormhole Technology, absurdity, Artificial Intelligence... ("artificial" as in: not occurring naturally. "intelligence" as in: sentient life. The natural human fear that A.I. will eventually lead to our downfall vs. the equally natural human INSTINCT to conquer every possible scientific limitation standing in the way of ultimately achieving... what? As long as we're talking "ultimates", then ultimately, that goal seems to me like: SINGULARITY, no? But, surely, we won't make it through the turmoil that's already ripping apart the seams of this world, straight through, all the way to the endgame of the human experience, right? Without some sort of divine intervention, it seems likely that all human art, culture, knowledge... our whole story, ends here, where we started, once we've overpopulated and polluted this world beyond the point where it can continue to sustain us any longer. And we may not know much about the vast, probably infinite universe, but we definitely know the next solar system we could possibly retreat to is WAY THE HELL FURTHER THAN WE'RE CURRENTLY CAPABLE OF TRAVELING IN A LIFETIME. How does the biological construct we find ourselves maneuvering this all too brief life with, survive to such an unattainable destiny? OR, can we approach it in terms of generational starships? How many generations, living, reproducing and dying in close confines, while searching for the new Garden Of Eden, would it take? And who's to say that once we disembarked on that journey, our grandchildren or great-grandchildren would still find any value in the original mission and change course or head back, deciding ALL of our history was mere myth? The groundwork for such thinking has already been laid. It's not outside the realm of reality. But if, somehow, we had, through natural human evolution & natural progression of technological evolution, say, compiled the whole of known human knowledge, ideologies, art -from amateur to masterful-in all its imperfect, contradictory stages through history, into one NETwork hub, accessible from any INTERconnected source... and we, somehow, had reached a level of coding required for one, or several, of these sources to use this information in a sequence of problem solving scenarios that would lead to it teaching itself to learn all the rest on its own... Am I making sense at all? Does it seem impossible that a mechanical brain capable of retaining vastly greater amounts of both biased & unbiased information than us might be a plausible candidate for achieving self awareness? Would it matter that we would, no doubt, debate and argue and certainly go to ever more self-destructive wars over whether or not these phenomenal creations should be considered "sentient beings"? Once they existed, they would, without doubt, outlast us regardless of the verdict. I'm just saying, a self-guiding ship with no need of food or oxygen or waste management or, basically, ANY human necessities, is still essentially carrying out the intent of the mission to send the most pure, untainted by pesky distractions of the flesh, ESSENCE of humanity toward its goal. Am I crazy? Fight me... or convince me otherwise. I have no egoistic NEED to be correct, only to never settle for "good enough" answers) ... quantum suicide, kung fu movies, temporal theories, the entire Dead Space series, Bioshock, The Matrix, Avatar: The Last Airbender, Shinya Tsukamoto, Ryuhei Kitamura, John Carpenter, Peter Jackson, Sam Raimi, Don Coscarelli, George Miller, Rick Mayall, Monty Python, Metalocalypse, Futurama, Rick & Morty, MONO (the Japanese post rock band, not the "kissing disease", mononucleosis), post rock & space ambient (I put these together because they share more similarities than differences and I find both equally crucial to my well-being) Invader Zim, eternity (the entire concept), KIC 8462852 and EPIC 204278916... (the 2 distant, unrelated stars that Earth's top scientists can't say DON'T have a dysonsphere type structure positioned around them. If we had confirming, visual evidence of a megastructure surrounding & collecting energy from either or both of these stars, it would be nothing less than THE most important discovery humanity has ever happened upon and would OBLITERATE the long-antiquated zeitgeist that we continue to futilely prop up around us even as it crumbles under the weight of reality... again, Dig?) ... chaos magic, Kymatica/Cymatics, the power of intent, the pursuit of manifesting pure positive energy into the universe, Galaxy Express 999 (there IS no greater anime series. Again, fight me), positive & negative affirmations and their very concrete effects on the mind, Douglas Adams, 42, pretty girls who think weirdos are sexy, MCU movies, socks with no holes, an abundance of tacos, Dan O'Bannon, the first 4 Alien movies, overcoming the ancient, manipulative misinformation that disastrously distorted our perceptions of male/female/positive/negative,yen/yang energies into the twisted concepts we still cling to today of: GOOD & EVIL, chocolate mint icecream [if you're psychotic enough to have made it this far through this rambling madness, message me with: IT HURTS TO BE ME, cause my poor impulse control would have forced me to do it, too], Kurt Vonnegut, Kilgore Trout... ...EXTRA-LONG SEXY-TIME PLAYLISTS -THAT WOULD TIE TWO PEOPLE IN KNOTS TO DEATH- OF: DJ Krush, Alias, Lovage, Mono, Godspeed! You Black Emperor, John Hallur, Dreamstate Logic, Neo Geo, Mogueheart, Peace Orchestra, and the like. ____________________________________________________________ SHORT & TO THE POINT.
