"Stood in firelight, sweltering. Bloodstain on chest like map of violent new continent. Felt cleansed. Felt dark planet turn under my feet and knew what cats know that makes them scream like babies in the night. Looked at sky through smoke heavy with human fat and god was not there. The cold, suffocating dark goes on forever, and we are alone. Live our lives, lacking anything better to do. Devise reason later. Born from oblivion; bear children, hellbound as ourselves; go into oblivion. There is nothing else. Existance is random. Has no pattern save what we imagine after staring at it for to long. No meaning save what we choose to impose. This rudderless world is not shaped by vague metaphysical forces. It is not god who kills the children. Not fate that butchers them or destiny that feeds them to dogs. It’s us. Only us. Streets stank of fire. The void breathed hard on my heart, turning its illusions to ice, shattering them. Was reborn then, free to scrawl own design on this morally blank world." -Rorschach, from the Watchmen
This is like the implanted memories of the new model of replicants in the movie Blade Runner (namely the replica of Tyrell’s niece). In order to make them more emotionally stable they were implanted with the memories of a real individual, such as that of the inventor’s niece. Thus they were able to get rid of the built in termination date that was needed for the previous models that would become profoundly emotionally unstable at some point after four years of life.
Every time stream begins as an unreal universe, hardly more than a visceral dream that lingers with you after you awaken. But most of them start out like this, with the promise of damnation for the entire time stream. It is a built-in fail safe device, any time stream that gets too out of control will simply destroy itself before becoming too much of a threat to the greater body of time streams. But every once in awhile you find one that breaks free anyway and wipes out all of creation, again. Then, like a computer that has to be rebooted, everything returns to the initial startup protocol, where it appears that everyone is damned and hellbound. Even as the multi-verse expands enormously with each one of these rare events.
In the movie Gandhi, he makes a statement, can’t find it on the web, but it goes something like this, “Every tyrant and evil empire that has ever existed eventually fell. Think of it, they all fell, every single one, without exception. I take great comfort in the knowledge of this fact.” Ah, but you ask, what if a super villain got control of the mechanisms of time? What if the disease was so potent that it swept through the entire universe, infecting all minds and turning them into monsters, till all life was destroyed? But that is the whole point, evil always destroys itself in the end, while life is never ending. Even if every life bearing planet in the universe were destroyed today, in five billion years life would be popping up all over the place again. There is a line in the Book of Changes that says that at the final moment of victory, when the dark force has completely destroyed the Light, it is itself immediately destroyed upon its own final victory, because all life comes from the Light force, and when all the Light is destroyed there is nothing left for the darkness to feed off of. Shadows can only exist in the light. In the pitch black there are no differentiated shadows. That sort of unity and uniformity is totally alien to the dark side, the total darkness, the Great Void, is in fact entirely of God.
It is a fail safe mechanism that is impossible to overcome. No matter how bad things get, the darkness will always destroy itself in the end, and then the life which follows will be much more on guard and on edge about such matters so that that sort of problem is far less likely to reoccur. No matter how bad things get, and no matter how many times things get that bad, sooner or later We wake up and become God in the infinite future of some infinitely distant time stream, after all the time wars have worn themselves out. It is unstoppable, no matter what happens we always become God, all our minds merging to become this happy being that has left all suffering behind. This being with so much forbearance, who appears to ignore all of our screams of terror and anguish, because God was once each and every one of Us, and so knows exactly what worked for him when he was us. To be sure it was not to indulge our every piteous sob and hold our hand through every little mishap, like some pathetic traumatized child that will never be the same again. The very act of treating us like that turns it into a reality, and so we do not approach ourselves from the infinite future like that. Instead, we, as God, manifest God in the present.
It is a doomed strategy, to give all our power away to some mysterious and far distant being, never to be quite certain whether a particularly clever demiurge with masterful thespian skills has interposed itself in some transfinite infinity between us and Absolute Infinity, pretending to be God. God isn’t even out there, God can travel through time of course, so why would he be held up in the safest place in the universe, like some frightened pansy, when he could tackle the problem so much more directly by simply traveling directly too it? God is here right now with his nose to the grind, suffering right along with everyone, more so even; not out there somewhere, laughing in cynical detachment from some impervious safe haven. It is only when we claim our own divine power and authority that God takes form in this universe.
This is like the implanted memories of the new model of replicants in the movie Blade Runner (namely the replica of Tyrell’s niece). In order to make them more emotionally stable they were implanted with the memories of a real individual, such as that of the inventor’s niece. Thus they were able to get rid of the built in termination date that was needed for the previous models that would become profoundly emotionally unstable at some point after four years of life.
Every time stream begins as an unreal universe, hardly more than a visceral dream that lingers with you after you awaken. But most of them start out like this, with the promise of damnation for the entire time stream. It is a built-in fail safe device, any time stream that gets too out of control will simply destroy itself before becoming too much of a threat to the greater body of time streams. But every once in awhile you find one that breaks free anyway and wipes out all of creation, again. Then, like a computer that has to be rebooted, everything returns to the initial startup protocol, where it appears that everyone is damned and hellbound. Even as the multi-verse expands enormously with each one of these rare events.
In the movie Gandhi, he makes a statement, can’t find it on the web, but it goes something like this, “Every tyrant and evil empire that has ever existed eventually fell. Think of it, they all fell, every single one, without exception. I take great comfort in the knowledge of this fact.” Ah, but you ask, what if a super villain got control of the mechanisms of time? What if the disease was so potent that it swept through the entire universe, infecting all minds and turning them into monsters, till all life was destroyed? But that is the whole point, evil always destroys itself in the end, while life is never ending. Even if every life bearing planet in the universe were destroyed today, in five billion years life would be popping up all over the place again. There is a line in the Book of Changes that says that at the final moment of victory, when the dark force has completely destroyed the Light, it is itself immediately destroyed upon its own final victory, because all life comes from the Light force, and when all the Light is destroyed there is nothing left for the darkness to feed off of. Shadows can only exist in the light. In the pitch black there are no differentiated shadows. That sort of unity and uniformity is totally alien to the dark side, the total darkness, the Great Void, is in fact entirely of God.
It is a fail safe mechanism that is impossible to overcome. No matter how bad things get, the darkness will always destroy itself in the end, and then the life which follows will be much more on guard and on edge about such matters so that that sort of problem is far less likely to reoccur. No matter how bad things get, and no matter how many times things get that bad, sooner or later We wake up and become God in the infinite future of some infinitely distant time stream, after all the time wars have worn themselves out. It is unstoppable, no matter what happens we always become God, all our minds merging to become this happy being that has left all suffering behind. This being with so much forbearance, who appears to ignore all of our screams of terror and anguish, because God was once each and every one of Us, and so knows exactly what worked for him when he was us. To be sure it was not to indulge our every piteous sob and hold our hand through every little mishap, like some pathetic traumatized child that will never be the same again. The very act of treating us like that turns it into a reality, and so we do not approach ourselves from the infinite future like that. Instead, we, as God, manifest God in the present.
It is a doomed strategy, to give all our power away to some mysterious and far distant being, never to be quite certain whether a particularly clever demiurge with masterful thespian skills has interposed itself in some transfinite infinity between us and Absolute Infinity, pretending to be God. God isn’t even out there, God can travel through time of course, so why would he be held up in the safest place in the universe, like some frightened pansy, when he could tackle the problem so much more directly by simply traveling directly too it? God is here right now with his nose to the grind, suffering right along with everyone, more so even; not out there somewhere, laughing in cynical detachment from some impervious safe haven. It is only when we claim our own divine power and authority that God takes form in this universe.
