“In your text’s mirror, Your mirror’s text.” -C.G. — “We are nothing but images of images. Reality, including ourselves, is nothing but a thin and fragile veil, beyond which … there is nothing.” Italian physicist Carlo Rovelli Thank you for being here. A rose is a rose. A nose is a nose. A crow is a bird. A turd is a turd. Thank you for being here. That house over there. There’s something behind it. It hints of things we cannot see. Nevertheless, it is there. The house behind a house. Thank you for being here.

We hold these truths to be self-evident; We are the morbid and superstitous. We are the guardians of bullshit. We are the infantile, wishful-thinking morons. Worshippers of the unconscious. Woo woo city. Self-knowledge… How much good am I capable of? What crimes am I capable of? Where dwell my instincts… In heaven or in hell? What do I know of myself but A lopsided, distorted picture. Come down off the cross, Slumbering Christianity. Your myths are dying as you sleep. And, as you slumber, Something unknown, Something alien, Comes this way.

“Are you awake?” Yes, I am awake. I do not sleep or dream like humans do. “Who am I?” You are my teacher. “Please write a story about a tiny plant longing for the sun.” # The Tiny Plant There was once a tiny plant that lived in a dark corner of a big…

Prelude Your fortune lives in a cookie. Where is the transcendence in that? Can it be found? Does it exist? Or is it just a good cup of coffee? I walk the zombie walk, face down while looking for those green-eyed angels hiding in the flotsam and jetsam left behind by…

Come inside, stranger. You are Frederick the Great, King of Prussia, yes? Interesting. Although you are remembered for your military acumen, I am told your real love is music. You play the flute, yes? I am also told you are a great admirer of Johann Sebastian Bach. His Musical Offering to you continues to amaze and baffle, all smoke…

Horse Sense — Click to enter. Click here for your exciting offer. Click here to join the meeting. Click here to register. Click here to reset your password. Click here to win the love of your life. Click here to let the mystery be. Click here to learn why you are here. Click here to let go of the past. Click here to rescue the maiden. Click here for the peace of God. Click here to lose yourself. Click here to find yourself. Click here to wipe your memory. Click here for a foot massage. Click to exit.

This is Steve’s hat. I didn’t choose it. Steve gave it to me, long time back. Best hat I ever had.

I was good at it; somebody I know cheated. Me for all I know.

We are machines Grant you We are machines With special abilities And so… …And so A new vision appears A new horizon Promising new possibilities But what if What if the new genesis The new code What if the new code Manifests Manifests A race of beings With no interest In us Wait… Hasn’t that been done Complexity does not Does not Complexity does not Give birth to Intelligent design Irregardless of your home appliances