the world should spin, yet the world has failed. we have failed. In this day of age we have created a world that only 100 years ago we could consider sci fi. We now hold the power to see into the future, expressed through an entrpenuer's vistion, or an Edision, or a J. F. Kennedy. We the world, have brought the world technology, math, spaceships, internet, mobiles and other brilliant idea wheather concrete or abstract.. ideas that spins the world... yet we have failed.
i propose a new a day. A NEW AGE. we are the choose generation, WE are the choosen kind. Man Kind. We have suceeded where no other known species has suceed, a social structure, diversifcation, and evolution that no other species has achieved. I beleive it is time we take a seat on our throne. WE have the powe to stop death, to replicate life and to expand beyond a marble planet in a bag infinite.
detach moral, ethical, or religious purpose for mintue in order to view this subject from out of the box. As you understand and see this concept from an airplane view we seperate from our little minds attachments of meaning and lifes meaning and we expand into a world that can actually produce survivors. A species who beat nature, a species who took a seat with God and felt equal. I mean this in no form blastfimus for thus of holy natures, but rather to see that through our own power, we can insure our on heven our own paradise, incase that which amegedon is suppose to bring fails on arrivals. Incase the world spins long enough that we have detch ourselves completely from there is a creator through generations and post modern cepts that make us the creator perhaps hoping that this in itself can hold high enough a value for the aritech or nature itself, so that if it may be so kind as to share their secrets. The secrets of questions which we all ask and feel yet can produce no valid answer.
When we can become bore with the idea of exploring all that was and ever will be. When we reach perfection and then ask what now. Then we have suceeded. Then we have fufilled our own shoes our own destiny. A destiny fufilled and created by man.
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Interesting blog.
But I have a question based on the last thing you said. Let me quote.
You say:
"When we can become bored with the idea of exploring all that was and ever will be. When we reach perfection and then ask what now. Then we have suceeded. Then we have fufilled our own shoes our own destiny."
Why is boredom a sign of success and how will we know when we've reached perfection, especially since we, according to what you've said, would be bored? Doesn't perfection include perfect contentment? But furthermore, doesn't this imply the end of everything: all search, all discovery, all inquiry, all knowledge?
I also have much wonder about what you mean by 'the world has failed'. What is the reasoning behind the notion that it has failed? The world continues on, people survive and expand outward not just to new lands but to new horizons of understanding. We have the ability to interact with different cultures that were inaccessable before and attempt to see the world from their view. This is an increase not a diminishment. The world village, as it has been apt to be called, is becoming a world city. This may or may not be good on a moral level or a level that considers values, but given what you say, it seems that this is a definite positive not a failure.
Much of what you also seem to allude to seems to encompass the advances that have been made in science. But I'm not sure if science as a way of understanding the world is 'the' way of understanding the world. There are other ways of equal value which have made strides in understanding the perspective of different people so that we can progress as a force of nature, if you will, not a force that is against nature. One can say that we are a product of nature, an element in its make-up. We have the ability to interpret ourselves as stewards of the planet, not just its dominators. There is a super-amount of things we do not know. Anomolies, in fact, abound and there is no guarantee that science will ever be able to unlock all the boxes that supposedly hold knowledge of the world, universe, existence. They are boxes which are infinitely packed one within the other. The more we discover, the more there is to discover about the discoveries. And the more we find out about the world, the more we discover how insignificant we are in comparison to it. I don't think given this pattern that there will ever be a time that humanity, no matter how evolved we get normally (if that's even a consideration one can make) or how evolved we try to make ourselves by our own hands, we can ever take control of anything.
What has also been worked out through reason, without the aid of science, is that perfection is an ideal to reach but an impossibility to obtain. The very notion of perfection of everything presupposes a contradiction. Where one thing is perfect, it's opposite, given its limiting factor on the initial thing, takes away from that thing's perfection. That is, a perfect thesis is undone by its perfect antithesis. And while this notion maybe abstract, examples in history abound. The best ideal we can hope for, the best perfection, is that of constant striving; but I wonder if even this is saying more than can be known.
For me the importance seems to be in recognizing not just similarity but also difference and variety and try to understand them through various ways. In trying to dominate, we limit our movement towards an ideal through our own self-imposed limitations. That limitation is that we impose our own ideas of ideals when perfection is unknown given that we have not known it - given that we can't even be sure if such a thing as perfection exists through experience as something external much less, if at all, internal.
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