The big picture

[Lonnie Clay]

Down here on Earth we sometimes lose sight of the big picture. Let's look upwards now.

There are three classes of existence, Life (animal vegetable) and inanimate, plus a third, the intangible knowledge gained by learning.

Of Life, things go from viruses up to mammals here on Earth.

Of mammals, the crowning achievement is mankind.

But Earth is only one planet of the Solar system, perhaps things are different on Saturn's moon Titan.

The sun's Solar system is only one of the local star cluster, in this spiral arm of the Milky Way galaxy.

The Milky Way Galaxy is a mediocre member of the local cluster, which is part of the local supercluster of galaxies.

Our supercluster is far from the nearest attractor, which is far from the nearest great attractor of our universe.

Now I am going to get weird on you.

Our universe has alternate reality copies of itself caused by illumination of the essence of life in our existence.

Our existence contains many universes, some wildly different from ours.

Our existence is only one of many such in the local kernel of a nutshell of possibilities.

Other possibilities than ours exist as well, all part of all that exists.

All of Creation contains many games besides existence, in places such as hypothetical and impossible zones.

The zones are contained in the known, which lies inside the unknown.

The unknown is in turn surrounded by a sea of apathy, in which all is blankness and purposelessness.

What lies beyond apathy is a mystery to be learned someday.

Lonnie Courtney Clay

[archytas]

We's send a probe out into apathy Lonnie - but we can't be arsed.

[Lonnie Clay]

LOLOL!

Lonnie Courtney Clay

On Thursday, December 15, 2011 6:26:57 AM UTC-8, archytas wrote:

We's send a probe out into apathy Lonnie - but we can't be arsed.

[archytas]

We hurtle towards the great attractor with no clue why we are here.
It's a bit like fighting in wars we don't understand the purpose of -
and we're doing enough of that! The job's fucked Lonnie - and there
ain't any jobs no more. Nietzsche reckoned most of this and said we
should make life a work of art. But art's so screwed it's been
telling the same stories and selling the same shit since time began.
Hence a few beers and the odd honkey-tonk woman. Xmas in the UK means
not being able to avoid Noddy Holder singing "Here It Is Merry Xmas"
and professional black people doing gospel (we used to have
professional Scotsmen doing "Doonald Where's Me Troosers"). I mean,
man, bring on that colliding comet!
Merry Xmas mate.