notions of self

i do not mind

functioning as something other than human

“we” are all on the way out

not by a sudden ending

but by losing our former nature by assuming (assimilating) our new one

you = you + your hard drive

that was so 35 years ago

if you do not think of “the world” using the naive concepts of your childhood

why do you think your “self” is the same?

laugh when you hear the census

what defines the “unit” they’re counting?

are we the identical electrons?

laugh harder when the studied ones take census of your soul

your mind on psychiatry is like a sea drenching an inadequate canvas

blue, yes, but so much more

a 3-dimensional echelon of variance which no dictionary can represent

weaving words to try to mean the ocean

that is the journey of man

and there it will end

because the notions of self will change to fit the natural boundaries of meaning or function (or extensions of those notions we can never hope to represent here).

the best we can do is to attempt to understand our upcoming/ongoing transition

in celebratory zeal

as the escape from dull evaluation

is the only way to live

disregard for the norm because it is the norm,

is not rebellion without cause

but resistance of the most dangerous, general culprit: conformity

if life is variety (change of matter over time), then conformity is death

Now, we know this cannot be true across the board. But only because without a certain infrastructural consistency, there can be no reference.

And thus no instantaneous cohesion, no a priori, and thus nothing to say anything about.

But run from consistency when you can. Because to always be that which (who) you were born, is to continually die. Run toward intuition. The only tool that we inherit is our animal instinct, because everything else we invented. Even this draws artificial lines between the assumed species human and the presumed time of their identity as recent. But there is no human identity.

And that is the point.

We are not all the same, despite what we share.

But where we do not often look is in the parameters we use to define ourselves.

Previously, farmer, wife, king, traveler.

But that must change as we become blogs, logos, swarms of inventions, cybernotions, patternmongers, advantage nets, dissolving movements… what I do not have words for eloquently announces itself through my inadequacy to describe it.