Possibilities

Close your eyes

Lift your head to the sky

Raise open arms

Smile and

Embrace the possibilities

A Billion Years

The enemy of creationism is time. What is possible in a billion years negates all need for instantaneous conscious creation or even faith. 

Best Government Money Can Buy

 As long as there is money in politics, it will rule.

Next!

The beautiful actress talking to the camera, her thick, auburn hair, flowing over perfect shoulders, her breasts, the gentle curves of her back. Calm, eyes shining, full of life, kindness, and inner truth as she speaks to centering ones energy, opening ones mind to a universe that will care for you if only you allow it too. Give yourself to this universe, opens ones mind, ones heart, find the courage in order to find your inner calm, your peace, success, happiness, and true meaning. 

Look at her, magnificent, so beautiful, centered, calm - utterly intoxicating. Clearly she has THE answers. 

splat

An asteroid slams down sterilizing the surface of the earth. 

Next! 

The End of Economists

Economists have been arguing about whether mechanization and automation will completely displace human work pretty much forever.

The answer? There will always be work. The nature of that work will change - mostly for the good. But there will always be work. If not, we will cease to exist in very short order. 

Humans may need to augment their intelligence, even evolve past ‘human’ to continue, but there will always be work to do. 

But economists being economists have yet to even fathom the main near term impact of automation and AI on humans - the end of money. Easy to imagine machines providing all the necessities of high quality life -  food, shelter, transportation, clothing, etc independently of human supervision. From energy production, to raw material procurement, to processing and refinement, to manufacturing, and distribution, machines are not that far from doing this completely autonomously and thus, for free. What need money then? 

No money, no economy, no economists. Oops.

What Need Money Then?

Automation will not replace work, at least not in the near future. There will always be work for humans, or augmented humans to do - just not drudgery and repeatable task work. 

Automation, however, could render money obsolete within the next 20 years. 

Machines that gather and refine raw material, then process, assemble, and distribute finished product, could be made that produce almost all material goods needed to maintain high quality life within the next 20 years. Operated and maintained solely by AI and AI directed repair apparatus these machines could produce our homes, clothing, transportation, energy, toys, and food without human intervention. Self repairing machines with their own energy source would produce all the necessities of high quality life for free. What need money then? 

Heroes Wear Masks

Close your eyes. Pretend you are heading into the hospital where you work as a doctor. No more ‘heroes’. No more applauding crowds, no more hallways covered with signs and posters of gratitude from the community. Covid? Yesterdays news. 

Walk into the ICU where you work. See the drawn and emotionally exhausted faces of some of the finest people on earth, the nurses, as they have faced month after month of death and prolonged suffering of their patients from this cruel, unrelenting, disease. 

Now put on your PPE - gown, cap, respirator, face shield, gloves - as you have done  hundreds of times before - knowing a deadly virus lurks. Watch people of all ages and pre-existing conditions suffer horribly - struggling for weeks to breathe, alone, their families forbidden to visit, their doctors reluctant to put them on ventilators. Eventually they do get their ventilators, for weeks on end,  and then many die anyway. Ever watch a 23 year old previously healthy person suffocate and die despite all your best efforts? 

And now imagine going home to a nation bored with the virus, rationalizing selfish, self-centered, behavior despite 225,000 deaths.

I don’t feel heroic in what I do as an ICU doctor, I feel betrayed by a spoiled, ignorant, country. Masks work. Most of the spread of this virus is by droplets that masks catch. Tens of thousands of lives can be saved, the virus brought under control, the economy fully open, if only 90% of the people would wear a mask at all times when out. Please, most of you are not medically trained. You in fact do not know best. Listen to the experts, respect the deaths and suffering of hundreds of thousands.  Wear a mask.

A Universe For the Taking

I am amazed to see how small people can make their worlds despite exploring widely. And for others, how breathtakingly expansive and bold their worlds - despite being confined to a chair. 

Real Men

Three academic ‘doctors’. 

I found them in the basement smoking cigars & drinking whiskey - renaissance men all. 

I have never understood the appeal in shoving penis shaped tubes full of carcinogens into ones mouth & bonding - as ‘real’ men. Lol 

Oh my what a sight. 

Castles in the Sand

Tired of the game. 

A lifetime of scratching, compromising, and exchanging dreams for jewels. Living for security. Trading humaneness, richness of life, intimacy, for convenience, the familiar, the safe. 

Building kingdoms out of someone else's rubble all our lives and pretending they are something new. Only for it all to go to rubble upon our death, cycle complete. 

Life as we live it is a lie. A lifetime of false constructs and utter soul sucking bullshit. Money, prestige, success, religion - shallow two dimensional human construct - none of it real. We live within the confines of two dimensional drudge - like mice on a wheel, ants in a line - busy as hell with no idea - all the while immersed in an ancient, multidimensional, vastness of incredible complexity and beauty that is this universe. Despite endless opportunity for experience, for knowledge, for wisdom, for life - we instead choose two dimensional human construct - fantasy - ignorance - for a false sense of security, purpose, meaning. 

And in the end - we die. Having missed out on nearly everything.