I’m an avid supporter of social media. I don’t believe it serves any great cause or anything but I enjoy it. It does, however come with an ugly stigma. The issue isn’t that “it’s making kids antisocial” or “it’s too negative” or cyberbullying or whatever. I’d say the worst problem with social media is that it makes us believe we matter. Everything we have to say or everything we have done gets highlighted for a moment. We are flushed with accomplishment when awarded some meaningless social media accolades (a like, a heart, a whatever) and this encourages us to post again. But the sad reality is that we don’t matter. And we honestly ought to be okay with that. We ought to be okay with the fact that our lives and deaths will most likely have done nothing positive in the long term. That is, of course the horror of our natural human disposition, but horror is relative which means it doesn’t mean anything outside of our heads and therefore dies with us. Again, I love social media. But I want to be able to be nothing and be nothing comfortably.
Some aspects of reality die with our bodies. The dollar bill is a perfect example. Three dimensional reality recognizes a dollar bill as some cotton an linen hybrid with some meaningless symbols sprinkled over it with dye, whereas we refer to it as an icon representing someone’s social value. What does this say of a dollar bill? If you buy a candy bar with it, you have essentially done nothing but a ritual and gained something for it. This looks eerily like a reflection of our religious and pagan impulses. Perhaps, for example there is something meaningless and false, say a prayer that the sun will rise in the morning and this seems to yield a real result in physical reality. But the ritual and rain dance of exchanging money is a much more contrived category of pagan worship. An entire sub-reality is structured around money and labor, one of which very much exists in physical reality, the other doesn’t exist in social reality but causes things to exist in physical reality. The fascinating thing about money (and symbols in general) is that while they are arbitrary for the most part, and inherently and necessarily subjective and therefore meaningless, these bits of the social sub-reality can cause physical changes in the third dimension, beyond thoughts and feelings. A person can quite literally die in the streets because their pockets are not stuffed with these cotton and linen ‘social bits’. The symbol, arbitrary, subjective, meaningless has a direct impact on human life. I do wonder if somehow this is, in part why some are still willing to accept religion at face value. We are conditioned in a world that, by some alchemy can yield something from nothingness.
This seems to be the nature of belief. No one will doubt that the muscle of belief is real, but a belief is only true if it reflects the physical nature of the situation. Belief has no bearing in the third dimension unless acted upon, in which case if the belief forms a will and the will forms an action we are not confirming that the belief reflects reality, we are merely seeing that the belief has inspired an action, which yields the result of the belief. Nothing yields something. Money operates on this same central principle. As long as it is believed that money is something other than what it is made of, money will yield certain actions. People will continue to die over literal nothingness. The emptiness of this reality is upsetting but that is why it needs to be brought to our attention. The infrastructure of social reality is just belief. The moment the belief dies, social reality ceases to yield any result in physical reality. Wars cannot be fought over it, the homeless cannot starve or freeze to death because of it. Without social reality we would be forced to address issues as what they are. The homeless don’t starve because they don’t have money, they starve because they don’t have food. Contrived wars aren’t fought because they make money, they are fought because powerful people can centralize their resources.
I don’t know the next step in the evolution of social reality, but I do know that there must be a next step, both for our minds and for social reality itself. Like John Randi, I want to live in the most real rendition of our lives and I think, as far as stopping violence caused by social reality, we need to start considering our next step: moving from nothing yielding something to something yielding something else,
think we have two thoughts that have snuck into our culture, holding hands that should be pruned before they make us worse people than we already are:1) “I should be loved and respected by others for no other reason than that I am me, the way I should love myself”
2) “I give everyone only one chance, and that’s all because I deserve love and don’t deserve to be inconvenienced”
I’m not sure if people actually think this but it seems to look like there is at least a number of dull 20-somethings who follow these standards.
If you can’t see the cognitive dissonance with the two ideas side-by-side I can’t help you.
I’m not sure when we determined that the sickly, cancerous weakness of absolute preservation of one’s pride was admirable. You’re dirt. We’re all dirt. I’m sure the maggots and bacteria that eat through our flesh after we’re dead will take the time to remember how resilient we were and how terrified we were of taking the risks that come with just being human.
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But I’m ready for that to not be something on the social radar anymore.
Not to sound elitist but if you make art to appeal to dumb people it doesn’t make art more “accessible” it makes people less intelligent. Art is the least efficient and most effective form of communication. That shouldn’t be taken lightly
“About 99% of the universe is undiscovered.”
And how would we come about knowing that? If we can quantify it as a gallon jar of universe then we can make a solid estimate of how much we don’t know, but we don’t know how big the universe is so its not possible to have that number. Now that we have that out of the way:
“At least 40% of sexual assaults go unreported”
capsules of sanity tablets of bravery consciousness addled by painkilling chemistry left in the half-light of utter dependence a life inauthentic one cadre of shadows exchanged for another will time tell the tale whether treatments prove better or worse than afflictions the trinity essence of human identity heart mind and soul find connection by delicate […]