Time to go abstract on a mutha.
I picked up the
Operating Manual for Spaceship Earth today.
(That link goes to the full text if you're interested.)
Written in 1969. Fuller, its author, was a
prophet--of sorts. This can be quite heady stuff, so feel free to ignore it (or just check out the links if you don't like reading).
But, for now, I'll save my own commentary and let your mind commentate at will.
(BTW: Quotes are always out of context.)So,
Decipher as you see fit...
...existence*
From a philosopher of the mind, R. Buckminster Fuller:
“Evolution consists of many great revolutionary events taking place quite independently of man’s consciously attempting to bring them about. Man is very vain; he likes to feel that he is responsible for all the favorable things that happen, and he is innocent of all the unfavorable happenings. But all the larger evolutionary patterning’s seeming favorable or unfavorable to man’s conditioned reflexing are transpiring transcendentally to any of man’s conscious planning or contriving.”
Here's another
mindbender:
“A thought is a system, and is inherently conceptual—though often only dimly and confusedly conceptual at the moment of first awareness of the as yet only vaguely describable thinking activity. Because total universe is nonsimultaneous it is not conceptual. Conceptuality is produced by isolation, such as in the instance of one single, static picture held out from a moving-picture film’s continuity, or scenario. Universe is an evolutionary-process scenario without beginning or end, because the shown part is continually transformed chemically into fresh film and reexposed to the ever self-reorganizing process of latest thought realizations which must continually introduce new significance into the freshly written description of the ever-transforming events before splicing the film in again for its next projection phase.”
Post-Bush, soon-Obama-present =
"the next projection phase."And what more, in days of economic "crisis," with the Obamanomics ahead, how might we bring about a new "wealth" which could relieve us of our evolving woes?
(Well(th)...I put crisis in quotes there because I think the economy as being in a state of crisis might be arguable, in the least, depending on how you define wealth...)
Bucky gives us the answer...and no, he is not a
computer as you might guess from his writing style, but, instead, a human being (see above)--
again, written in
1969:
“Wealth is anti-entropy at a most exquisite degree of concentration. The difference between mind and brain is that brain deals only with memorized, subjective, special-case experiences and objective experiments, while mind extracts and employs the generalized principles and integrates and interrelates their effective employment. Brain deals exclusively with the physical, and mind exclusively with the metaphysical. Wealth is the product of the progressive mastery of matter by mind, and is specifically accountable in forward man-days of established metabolic regeneration advantages spelt out in hours of life for specific numbers of individuals released from formerly prescribed entropy-preoccupying tasks for their respectively individual yet inherently co-operative elective investment in further anti-entropic effectiveness.”
YES--invest in the dollar not for the dollar's sake, but for its potential output. Not in entropy, but in order.
Buy a baby.
Sorry for my preoccupation with words and links today, but here's a finale:
“To take advantage of the fabulous magnitudes of real wealth waiting to be employed intelligently by humans and un-block automation’s postponement by organized labor we must give each human who is or becomes unemployed a life fellowship in research and development or in just simple thinking. Man must be able to dare to think truthfully and to act accordingly without fear of losing his franchise to live.”
Oh, and for those of you who don't already know...I quit my job about a month ago. Now (unemployed) in the process of daring to think truthfully and act accordingly without fear of losing my franchise to live.
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