Month: February 2010

You have the right to change your mind.

Genius is a dynamic entity and while some truths once arrived at are final, many aren’t and you’re never going to be absolutely sure which ones are which.

If you find that your view point isn’t changing, (keeping a journal is a great way to watch for this) then you might have a problem.

If you’re not at least a little embarrassed by some of the things you’ve written in the past then you’re probably not growing intellectually.

Don’t be completely ashamed of these things, and don’t be afraid to say you were wrong or you at least feel differently now.

We each make our decisions based on what we know at the time, and a fact of existence is that what you know, changes.

Don’t go back and make corrections, for one thing it’ll just draw attention, simply make your new position clear somewhere else and if asked directly, be honest.

If they want to try and shame you, let them, the both of you know how insane it is to try and scold someone for adapting, and if they don’t, well then their opinion is not worth caring about.

Just sharing 🙂

Death is the enemy. Do you agree? I’ll bet you don’t. As of this writing the people likely to read my work don’t agree. They.. You.. see death as something other than an enemy. Some of you see it as the road to your god and heaven, others see it as a way to escape from one pain or many, still others see death as just a part of life and some of you don’t even think about it at all.

But I’m here to tell you death is the fucking enemy. Death is wrong. Death can be fought and defeated. Death is pointless. Death is not your friend. We must bring about the death of death itself.

Before death can be fought its horror must be apparent. Death’s most powerful weapon is its ability to convince people that it is not the enemy. People lose their only daughter in a violent car crash and they blame the car, and they invent an after life or they start a foundation in her name and death gets a pass.

But in the end death is the problem. Our lives are defined by death in the sense that most of our actions stem from the delay of it’s approach. But that is only true because we come from animals. Animals that have no purposes beyond reproducing. A system of mixing and remixing DNA for the sake and being able to continue mixing and remixing DNA. That is no longer good enough.

Evolution itself has evolved and the door is open for each individual to choose to reproduce in whatever way they like or not, to live forever or not, to finally dispatch death.

I know this is painful to read for those of you who have lost someone or are losing someone. No one likes the thought of being partly responsible for future and present deaths. It’s much better to give up, to consider the matter unavoidable, to hide behind mythology and platitude. To cry yourself out and move on. But our powers are growing and so too does our ethical responsibility.

This does not mean to the state or the god but to all humanity.

It is time to fight. And the first step is failing to surrender.

I chose not to die.

I plan not to die.

My existence matters.

I will not live on through a legacy or though the memory of others or through great deeds or through metaphor or the pleasing of a deity or the cycle of souls and lives.

I will live through action, force of will, technology and study, literally till the end of my universe. I believe this is possible, I know it. And I will do everything I can to make it happen for me and everyone else who wants it with every fiber of my being.

That is my duty to myself my parents my friends and also every life form under my rule.

It is my personal responsibility to see to it that pain is ended, that death is ended that the chains be broken, that life itself be preserved and improved, that sentience be respected, that freedom be preserved, and that I improve myself without fear of losing who I am or losing control of my fate.

The cartoon said it best. Your effort to remain what you are is what limits you.

Death is an opponent we can not truly defeat as we are, though we may indeed wound the hell out of it even now if we tried as a group. But I know better. We will not. I am not here to convince you and start a movement.

You’ve heard the logic before, you can not act. It is outside your nature. I understand and I sympathize.

No, we must become something else, as individuals and as a species. And this change will be snuck upon the most of us. It will be gradual for some, instantaneous for others. It will come from varied directions, from the cell up or machine in. Indeed there may be other paths no living human may be capable of imagining.

If there is something after death, if there are souls on the other side of the veil we can know one of two things. Either they are incapable of helping us, or they are unwilling. That either makes them powerless or compassionless.

If they look and see death as a good thing and they see pain as purposeful, they are not human. They are not our friends and family anymore, and so me must work to preserve and defend our friends and family that stand among us now and see that they stand among us for as long as they wish.

We must see if we can that they are not seduced by lies, but we must temper this with a respect for their authority over themselves.

Pain and death are our enemies. Mortal enemies. Can there be a better term for such a thing?

They must be fought. And they will be. Unto their total annihilation.