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The Circle of Formation.

A deep image of interstellar Comet 3I/ATLAS captured by the Gemini Multi-Object Spectrograph (GMOS) on Gemini South at Cerro Pachón in Chile

TENUOUS: what will be?

Is tomorrow guaranteed? What will the future bring? What song should we sing?


Interstellar object I3/Atlas is currently at its perihelion, or closest point to our Sun at approximately 1.36AU. Among the anomalies associated with this comet-like object, its approach is unlikely: It has been hidden from Earth’s view by the Sun’s glare throughout October (though some scientific reports in review claim to have observed the object’s emissions despite solar glare). This occulted segment of its long trip is also its most opportune time to make orbital adjustments to its own direction or for any probes it could dispatch, using the gravity of our Sun to assist. All this and other unmentioned anomalies to say: while unlikely, there is some cautious speculation that this is a technologic object, directed by an Alien Intelligence (AI).

And I say that to ask: If an alien vessel were in our backyard today and, perhaps at this moment, sending probes our way – for what purpose, one can only speculate – what would one do? Even if that were a fact, there is still much uncertainty.

Top view of 3I/ATLAS's trajectory (blue) through the Solar System, with orbits and positions of planets shown
Image via CSS, D. Rankin; Video recorded and edited by User:Renerpho – https://neofixer.arizona.edu/css-orbit-view, CC BY-SA 4.0, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=169627869

Not commenting on likelihood, but hypothetically: If it were the case that alien intelligence was in our backyard this moment, close and unseen, then these moments would feel tenuous. What would one do? Savor, I suppose. It is risky and significant enough that squandering time would be easier to recognize as foolish. But it would be uncertain and inspiring enough to not throw one into despair and defeatism.

If one was known to have only a week to live, unlike in this uncertain scenario, then I imagine ‘savoring time’ would look uniquely scarce and conclusive: skipping chores, saying goodbyes, focusing fully on favorites. In contrast, with uncertainty of what the world two months later looks like, it is wise both to savor and also to steward. Take care of one’s future but also do not expect one’s future is guaranteed. Do the dishes, while remembering the precious ephemerality of it all. Savor, and also steward.

This kind of tenuousness, a liminal existential space, could be healthy. A reminder, a reorientation, that we only ever exist Here Now.

How will one Be when it arrives,

What’s Next


Moment by moment
Building momentum
What's the best next step?
May peace be up on you!

#BeHereNow #BreatheEasy #OneLove

SPINNING: Wise Use of One’s Time

What makes one whole?
What does one want to hold?
What’s one’s world?
Through what whirls does one grow?

I know
Some of the things I strive towards (O Sol,)
Health
Comfort, or how would I explain x Y z etc. tendencies
Family fulfillment
Self fulfillment, actually, actualization,
And what is that?

Now how do I&I’s behaviors favor or farther those goals?
Is it comfort that dopamine addictions satisfy, or is it joy I truly pursue, or
Does X Y Z even spark joy?
A toy can spark joy, sure
But all inter-net and no outdoor play makes Jack a dull boy, for shore

(It’s all about the balance)

We must set out to see, what may become
Best next steps, mistakes and lessons, and then the next ones

Left right left
Forward and backward and the only way back is ahead
And up and down and
Four elements spinning all around

Image via psyche.com articles on the Cube of Space

A Cube of Space

And so I start at the top
Based on the bottom
I&I see the patterns
One zooms in on the particulars
Pulsing, ventricular, it’s

(a scroll read & reread non stop)

Peace
Peace
Peace
One Love

GROW: I, Tree

Grow
Upward
Toward One’s higher self

Sunbound
Obstacle
Higher Self

Adjust, adapt
Not ambitious,
Actualizing

Self becoming
So(u/i)l fulfilling
Role filling

Niche needing
Now embodied
Reciprocate

Grow the gifts
Heights, rights
Canopy crown leader

Power
Photons become energy become matter become life become photons
Emit

Mature
Canopy co-dominance
Contribute

Seed community
Past and future unity
Earth and sky, one pillar

Emerge
Knew, continue
I&I: You

Gon’ higha
Grow


AND FOR MY LAST ACT

What if this was my final act?
This moment, this action
What’s happening at this breath?
Reading this post?
Well, at least you’re not listening to an Exxon advertisement
If that is the kind of thing you’re exposed to

How we spend our time is affected by the systems around us
Where we are, when we are, much of that beyond us
Under the stars
Here now
Spinning mightily on this big beautiful blue planet

Evolving alongside fellow lifeforms,
It does appear we have some choices within our purview
For if this was my final act,
It was I who chose to be typing at this moment, isn’t it?
Chose in that it arose in my clothes and genes and experiences
And it will be I who lives with, and ends with, that moment
Each moment a new beginning, potentially
Moment to moment
To momentum and beyond

(What’s the best next step?)
(What’s the f(x)?)
With love

What if this was my final act?
Practicing qi’gong, East or West
Perhaps singing a song
Or listening
~ ~ ~
שְׁמַע
~ ~ ~
Taking It All In
One Self
Actualizing
Actual I’s in the vicinity of
Temple

Peace, peace, peace, One Love

Cyborg Puzzle (breathe easy)

A puzzle was presented
I joked and said, “fitting as we become cyborgs, I can’t help but want to ask the Internet”
My better half belittled and implored, I need not ask the Internet everything, strangers on the web
I had for decades, perhaps 25 years of my life now conversed and befriended strangers on the Internet
(That was when it was “dangerous” to do so, as if our collective Internet use isn’t dangerous group psychosis)

I pointed out the Internet as a great source of info that can improve us and our lives
An incredible source of information-nutrition
Perhaps ChatGPT is a fast food joint
But there are richer food sources
Is Reddit like the hazels, with sprouting subreddits and coppiced threads? Renewing
Is there a walnut of informationin the wilds of the Internet? StackExchange anyone? Some enriching kernels of wisdom, tho some nuts are tough to crack
Anyway, I agree, I do not need to ask the Internet everything. I don’t. In fact I make (imperfect) effort not to use the Internet in excess, setting rules and reflecting.
Just a joke, as we head into cyborgdom.

But then
I walk out the door to continue some outdoor chores, forest garden tending, world-relationship mending,
Outside being one essential way I maintain my humanity in a dormant indoor information age.
When I return from activities in the Less-Built Environment,
I enter my home, walk through 3 rooms to go to my bathroom,
Enjoy modern plumbing, I wash my hands and I see in a factory-made mirror, upon my modern self:
A headlamp hanging from my neck – electronics, LEDs, stretchy headband and plastic case and batteries.
I see headphones round my neck, use-full,
Sleek and wireless and connected to a supercomputer in my pocket connected to
The Internet

Goodbye past
Hello future
Present don’t be harming me
Hoping for harmony

Think fast
Savor every dash
Forever everlasts
In the moment
(Breathe easy)

A Journey About What Matters

Look around
Your immediate surroundings and select an object

What is it, how is it interacted with? By you, by others, by the ambient space, by invisible forces

Where did it come from? Before it was where it is now, where has it been over the past day? Over the past weeks and months and years?

“Here
Now”

From whence did it come?
From what origin or source?
Before it is what it is now, what was it? What would you have called it before it reached the state in which you’d call it as you do now?

What is its relationship with The Source?

This one thing, how is it divisible or degradable, and how does it aggregate, enlarge, and accumulate if at all? 

Let’s find its constituent parts and ways. Ways and means and matters…

Before this object joined you here
Before you ever met it
Where was it?
Imagine being with this object in the moments before you actually met it
Can you track its momentum backwards?
What was its path over time? Its physical steps through space en route to you? Its transformations? Its self-becoming?
What is self actualization?

Does it breathe?
Did it come from China?
How many places did its original materials come from, Earthling?
How many beings involved in its becoming?
How much love? I ask with thanks.
How much hardship? I&I ask with sorrow.

If we follow the object back, through its steps in spacetime dimensions we’re familiar with,
It probably came to us from an interaction with a human, or from itself in the wild…
Of the humans involved, the supply chain from cradle to current-condition to grave could be very short or very long, in space or in time

<4×4 table labeled distance and duration
columns=space, time; rows=short, long; examples TBD>

Step by step
What’s the best next step?

Be Here Now

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Mission: optimize for resilient sun-to-life ratio
Minimize harm

This transmission brought to you by a mind picking up litter, detritus, debris
Wearing 3M gear to clean up toxins originating with Big Chem in the first place
Legacy legacy legacy, feeling like a disgrace
Our world sour and what’s it like to be displaced? O habitat
O the grief
O the mass extinction
O the habitat
I give thanks to the Source for the Present
For Home
I try
I participate
What’s the best next step?

red lily flower in bloom

Will Today

Will today be repeated, relived, endlessly as in Nietzsche’s eternal reoccurrence?

Or will today be a last, a final day, bursting with meaning as if facing death (or not) at dawn, as in Dostoyevsky’s story?

Either way, today one’s present self is the most able accomplice for the wellbeing of one’s future self.

“Whatchya gonna do today?”


Time is of the essence. A few practices seem rarely wasteful, whether one has lots or little time: meditation, physical fitness, when in doubt tidying up.

With this precious gift – these fleeting grains of time we are given generously and with no certainty – how can we reciprocate?

No doubt we can spread our time too thin, there’s only so many…

Or we can squander time, “casting pearls to swine” (or attension to IT)


May we cultivate

Gardens, discernment, and peace

Balance and gratitude, to apply our times treasures and talents

Forestablishingaliveablefuturity