Category Archives: Philosophia Esoteriko

internet_madness

1. net neutrality – ah what a tangled web we weave
 
skeptical of mega corporations
skeptical of big government
skeptical of unauthenticated opinions (be it via paid trolls or simply simpletons)
thankful for the spiders
 
time to decentralize
localize
theorize: what could the internet be like?
we’re probably only a hop and a skip (rather a wireless transmit) away from mesh networks being able to turn cloud computing into fog
 
2. and in other news from the caverns of the internet:
bitcoin and other cryptographic currency was meant to be a currency(!) but has become a penny stock.
distributed ledgers, contracts, and authentication technology could no doubt prevail, but would it be as bitcoin? ethereum? …jp morgan’s version of ethereum? in any case, let’s hope it’ll be open source, at least for security’s sake.
in the mean time, good game & congrats to those who made bank on the wobbling web, and to the rest interested – hold on! (“The price was the least important thing about Bitcoin when I first read the whitepaper. It still is.” – Emin Gün Sirer)
 
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Truth – Tree

“Our word “true” is closely related to the word “tree”. They both grew from the same root in the ancient Proto-Indo-European word “deru”, which mean “oak”. In many languages the vast Indo-European family, the same roots have produced words that mean “strength” or “strong”. The related word “druid” sounds a bit like “true” and meant, “one who knows oaks”. A tree and the truth are both things of beauty. They are both strong; they hold up. The closer one looks at them, the more there is too see. Truth has deep roots in reality and reaches toward heaven. Truth, like good wood, has strong fiber that bear weight and hang together. Truth is beautiful and orderly when closely inspected under high resolution where falsehood quickly pixelates showing itself to be full of holes. What is true is real, and that is its advantage over a lie.”
– Will Bason on FB

Aging and the Passing of Generations

Our human populous as the sea,
waves of time bring us through ups and downs
The fine matter contained within our ethereal, watery selves is transported
Each wave, as with each generation, moves toward the shore
‘Tis a journey of a lifetime
Eventually washing up its matter to dry in the Sun on the sand
With its watery self sinking and returning back to the ocean as undercurrent, in the darkness,
eclipsed by the younger generations, which trail behind those waves leading the way,
moving onward

Little Pieces So Wholly : Friction

It’s in the little moments

It’s in the grand schemes

In galaxies, as well as the life story of each sand grain,

It drives some insane, it keeps some in their lane, it leads some to abstain

Me? I’m learning to let it be

 

It’s in the finest times of my life

It’s in my biggest picture, and in every plot in between

I garden with it, I eat with it

I love the space it makes, I hate the spaces it makes

I am of the spaces it makes, and I’ll make a space too

 

“LIVE” it says, “I am on my way…”

 

 

Santa Muerte Blanca

 

μ

Learning to Love Twilight: Ode to Death, Arisen with a feeling to decay distress

What a peaceful time with μ & place
And in that space in time, I find I’m faced with death
O the irony, iron me rusting ever more
 
For in the lightest times, in twilight’s color
A piece of all peaces – stillness, twinkle, and other
Sensations indescribable, unfathomable, yet bare and real
 
In the greatest of times in life, one faces the time of death. One wishes to capture a moment, for rapture, to ever last her
As one tries to record the minutes, the moments only move faster
Until it shatters
So be still
 
In accepting the time of death, the time of life is set free
No need to hang on to you and to me
Be and let be, see where one will go
It’s like water my dear friend, you must drink, and let it flow
 
~ cr0
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Light movement

L.
Rollin’ stones
Like building a hearth
Like inventorying reptiles in the dark
Like tryn’a find the perfect piece to make a spark
A perfect peace (somewhere in the middle)
Gathering just enough moss to make the perfect [mark]

V.
All in due time
All in the rhythm & the rhyme
All in findings of the mind, for One & ALL
in the One Mind of The ALL
And at that
That’s that

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