OUR INSANELY GREAT AWAKENING

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I GOT I GOT I GOT I GOT

“I was born like this, since one like this, immaculate conception.
I transform like this, perform like this, was Yeshua’s new weapon.
I don’t contemplate, I meditate, then off your fucking head.”

This song is garbage.

Unlistenable.

All those who suggest it is a great song by a great artist, a testament of lived experience, are wrong.

It’s garbage.

7-11 taquitos.

Worse, maybe, the music is an annoying, ear-swatting, repetitive screech from some keyboard pressed play then left on repeat.

The lyrics a reflection of a culture, debased.

No — a culture debased, swallowed whole, regurgitated, then re-packaged for consumption.

The world should not be this.

Pop music form has regressed, like so much else. Deconstruction has set us backwards, not revealed fuller truths. Pop music reached its zenith in the late 1960s, rock music in the 1970s, rap in the 1980s and we’ve tried so hard to find the next, failed, but kept trying, and we had our punk and rage and metal and the many nonsensical iterations of metal and country rock and country pop and rap soul and pop soul and grunge and old school but they all kept slamming up against one another, all trying to sound new, and failing, because the form itself can’t be made greater, there can only be something to replace it, except the machine that is commerce refuses to let go, fearful of losing any money and so just as painting was doomed to never reach greater heights in the 20th century — after photography and literal moving pictures were born — so too is pop music likewise now just poses, winks, nods and fuck yous to the establishment, to the fans, the believers.

No, Taylor Swift is the equivalent of your dad starting a conversation with you by discussing the most recent favorable outcome of your favorite sports team. Comforting, possibly inviting, but not the point.

We know we must go forward and we have no idea what that means.

Pop music was a gift by and from and, sadly, to the 20th century.

All we’re doing now is pretending garbage like “DNA” is listenable. Art.

“See, you’s a, you’s a, you’s a—
Bitch, your hormones prolly switch inside your DNA
Problem is, all that sucker shit inside your DNA
Daddy prolly snitched, heritage inside your DNA.”

A front, a pose, playacting, the “artist,” as fully realized, human wrecking crew, manifesting ripples in the force, all the world pays attention.

It’s false. It’s shit. Don’t give it any part of you.

“I don’t contemplate, I meditate, then off your fucking head
This that put-the-kids-to-bed
This that I got, I got, I got, I got
Realness, I just kill shit ’cause it’s in my DNA
I got millions, I got riches buildin’ in my DNA.”

Everybody chasing money, whole world in debt.

This is what we’ve allowed our world to become.

Debased, violent, greedy.

And still can’t come up with a way out.

Lamar’s talent is to feast on this shit and puke gold. Yours is not. You fool yourself to think otherwise.

Lamar excels in this world, bad as it is, rotten as he knows it is, and you are welcome to embrace that rottenness, to try and be like Lamar, except fail miserably at it. Or, you can take another path, a path that leaves this rot behind.

Lamar has a gift. The word flow, punctured beat, syncopated rap, the phrases, the rhythms, the repeats, all coming so fast, so strong, you hear his beauty poking out from beneath all the excess, and all of it wasted in the flesh, in the cash, in the now, with all that anger

This won’t take us forward.

Create something beautiful.

But if you can’t create something beautiful, probably that’s because this reality won’t allow it to come to life.

We’ll have to change this reality.

THE WORLD AGREE

“Mother Mary comes to me. Speaking words of wisdom.”

When I think of Apple today, I think of The Beatles, at their end.

The greatness will not ever return.

That giddy whirlwind time of joy and youth and discovery and creative burst after creative burst after revolutionary creative burst will never ever again return.

“Let It Be” is so close to right, so near great — but falters. The Beatles were breaking apart, the mission no longer pure, the fun no longer there, the togetherness no longer wanted, the very elements that led them to create the greatest body of work in pop music history now stifled them individually.

The skill remains, the talent is evident, but they are no longer moving forward, they are the past, it’s over. But, oh, such a glorious time, so many memories, so much to remember them with.

“Let it be.”

I have been testing Apple Maps and Siri and iOS and that Mac Touchbar and two things have become abundantly clear: Apple users have no taste and too much money.

It gets worse.

Apple products appear to be regressing.

Mac, Maps, Siri, iOS, even the in-store experience. Perhaps, ironically, only Apple Watch seems to be getting better.

Is that why Steve Jobs, unlike Tim Cook, focused the company almost entirely upon one product at a time? Today’s Apple seems not at all focused on any product, rather on tax laws, deals with Hollywood, and pressing open door policies regarding bathroom usage.

But this isn’t about Apple, not really.

Rather, about those who thrived during this brief blip in time when great piles of cash could be made by promoting Big Brand online.

The Apple cheerleader bloggers are a wretched lot. The sycophancy, the corporate cheerleading, the deception and denials.

It gets worse.

Because they quickly learned that the bulk of their money came not just from cheerleading but from dividing.

Apple is special! Use Apple! That makes you special! Those people over there. They don’t use Apple. They’re not special! Let’s all hang out over here in our special place and be special together! And make fun of those not here, not special!

Sinful waste.

We are bearing down on the third decade of the 21st century and there are people so small.

And with all our powers.

It gets worse.

These sycophant, well-reimbursed cheerleaders insisted that Apple was not slowing down our old devices.

But we knew.

And now everyone knows.

Which these sycophant, well-reimbursed small souls now insist isn’t a problem. Not really.

Because you should instead get a shiny new device!

Buy a new iPhone! New iPhone is awesome!

I mean, darling, honestly, nobody’s going to replace their old battery in their old iPhone while these awesome new iPhones are beckoning! Discard, re-buy, repeat. That’s the iPhone way!

Apple is slowing down our old iPhones.

BUT FOR YOUR BENEFIT! (We are told)

Fair enough. But here’s what we also know. We know the cheerleader bloggers aren’t about the “user” or the “experience” or “the details” or “Steve” but instead about using us to make money. Money from our clicks, money from suckering us into high-priced, high-margin sponsorship buys.

Wait. You don’t really buy products from those sponsors, do you?

Damn, son.

This latest Apple fail, slowing down our battery, not promoting the option of replacing our old battery — though $79 for a new battery is way less than $799 for a new iPhone — was not met with outrage by the bloggers who insist they are all about the details and the experience and their readers yada yada. Rather, they insisted that you didn’t want to go the battery replacement route and — heavens, no! — you can’t fault Apple for this, because Apple were doing right by the user — in ways which remain inexplicable — and if somehow you can fault Apple, though how could you, it’s only for the meager minor failing of not fully “communicating” the “trade-offs” of this issue to Apple’s billion or so users.

Sheep and coddled sheep.

I think of Peter.

A disciple of Christ, Peter assured the Lord he would not ever disavow him. Jesus, however, rightly informed Peter that he would do exactly that, and at least three time in under 24 hours.

Jesus answered, “This very night, before the rooster crows, you will disown me three times.”

But Peter declared, “Even if I have to die with you, I will never disown you.” And all the other disciples said the same.

When forced to choose between what’s right by you or what’s right by serving Apple, you know exactly what choice the cheerleader Apple bloggers will make.

Now we arrive at what this post is actually about: you.

Why do you still read them?

Why do you still follow them?

Why do you believe they know what’s best — or, rather, are willing to tell you what’s best — when you know they make money by promoting Big Corporate?

What makes you afraid of speaking out?

Living on Island Team Apple will not save you, nor better you.

That is the truth.

Apple is a corporation which makes profit by selling products and services around the world. Nothing more.

Nothing more.

But more must matter to you — else your life has lesser meaning.

It’s the start of a new year. Liberate your self. Then we build.

Brian  

My best to you

WE ARE GONNA RULE THE WORLD

In the beginning was the bass line, and it was glorious, and then the organ, calling all to gather, and the spirit took hold and the congregation did embrace the rhythm, letting it infuse their soul, and they did clap along.

(The Reverend) Tim Maia offers his sermon: “We came from a superworld. A world of rational energy. And we live in the energy world. World of animal energy. Read the book! The only book! The book of God! ‘Universe In Disenchantment’. And you’ll gonna know the truth.”

The 20th century did its best to enforce rational energy upon the world. It failed often and tragically and at scale. It may, in fact, be why so many humans repeatedly engaged in ravenous behavior, a non-rational response to the enforced rational thought. Food, drink, drugs, violence, art — Tim Maia feasted upon them all.

The 21st century will spin reality in an entirely different direction. Because — at long last — we humans have created machines which allow us to outsource the rational, off-load thinking and calculating and processing and determining, leaving us to focus on what humans can do far better than our machines.

Wilding. Dreaming. Believing.

We may not put it together, but it will be enchanting.

It may also prove our doom.

Because as Tim Maia’s funk line reminds us, our animal energy remains ever-present.

Brian  

My best to you

DECEMBER TWENTY FIFTH

May your dreams be merry and bright.

God willing, I will return to daily essays on the second of January, 2018 — can you believe it, 2018!

Oh, and never forget. Whatever you have, that is enough for another.

PUT ON YOUR RED LIGHT

And jazz and calypso did have relations with the American R&B, while gospel watched from the edge, and this did make ska and ska begat rocksteady and rocksteady begat reggae and reggae did menage a trois with punk and with rock and roll and this consort did begat The Police.

And The Police was good.

And though they did sound very much of the 1980s and yeah did their considerable musical talent and global popularity did cloak the lyrical sweep of one Sting, the group’s lead singer, guiding force, and prime commercial draw.

The best trio in all of rock music. Yes.

Bass, guitar, drums.

Yet one of their most enduring songs is synthesizer-focused.

Talent will out.

Daring is rewarded.

But I wonder: is this still true?

Never before have we possessed so much, lived so long, and dared so little.

Has our spirit been buried by this material world?

Do our own creations keep us locked in?

You need to earn a few extra dollars? Simple. Drive an Uber! Need to get anywhere? No problem. Hail an Uber! Oh, but you’ll need a phone to do that. That’s mandatory. But those are made in anti-democratic China for the world’s richest corporation.

Freedom!

We are connected, that’s not the same as free.

We have access, that’s not the same as talent.

The world is at our fingertips yet we risk nothing.

Even the music’s gone safe.

“Spirits in the material world.”

Trapped?

How can this be?

We should be the most capable, most fit, most aware, most alive, most ready — the apex of human evolution and technological advancement.

And yet…

Feel great?

Sense greatness permeating around the world?

Where did it go?

Our self-inflicted and fully consensual reduction in human grandness, leading us not into ascension but deeper into hibernation.

The body electric, static.

Ghosts in the machine.

See me, hear me, touch me. I am your screen.

Stay seated before me.

“Where does the answer lie?
Living from day to day
If it’s something we can’t buy
There must be another way”

We need to set our spirit free.

But I am not sure I know how.

Move our eyes from the screen, possibly?

Prioritize the physical over the digital, perhaps?

Surround ourselves with less, maybe?

Welcome suffering, I fear?

Does my spirit need to be awakened, I wonder?

Stop asking questions. All you get are answers.

Look where that’s led you.

EXORDIUM & TERMINUS

“In the year 7510
If God’s a coming, He oughta make it by then
Maybe He’ll look around Himself and say
Guess it’s time for the judgment day”

Sounds wise, but can we trust these words given that the person proclaiming them only achieved fame once?

I say, yes.

One hit wonders remain curious things, as they cause us to wonder what semi-famous, partly-recognizable musicians must do with all the remaining days of their life, with everyone wanting that one song of theirs played over and over and over again while they, even if they are somehow always decent and tolerant about this, are forever unable to replicate that lottery-like success that propelled them into our collective consciousness, but we also wonder how white hot fame can be achieved by someone — only once — because the relentlessness of the machine that is capitalism is always seeking out, always maximizing return, always copying whatever works, and we simply expect this consensual metaverse to throw off enough data so as to ensure that if anyone does it once, they’ll certainly have the tools at their disposal to achieve at least a second go-round on the fame-success wheel, but no, one-hit wonders remain, like a frozen moment in time or a flower that emerges from across the cultural landscape, delivering joy, briefly, and then gone forever. Curious.

In 1964, the duo of Zager & Evans wrote their only hit song — In The Year 2525.

It became a hit, in, fact, in 1969.

Ripples require time to reach the shore.

This is how I feel about several core technologies now radiating towards us. We won’t fully realize the sum total of their transformation of human form and thought and movement for at least another 17+ years.

The flood comes in 2035, that’s when the past will no longer be readable and the future becomes fully writable.

It began with Windows 95. We are now in Year 22 of a 40-year (not 40 day) planet altering, life repurposing, technology infused deluge. A great flood of robotics, artificial intelligences, bio-coding, pharma-induced healing, the digitalization of perception, the merging of daily life into screens, sparring abundances, competing algorithms, and the connecting of all people to all things will transform all life and living on this planet.

The past will then become more unknowable than the future.

That means that together, we can and should build a new way of living with our creations and can and should embed our values — the right values — into all that comes next.

What comes next?

The destruction of everything.

Our collective understanding of purpose, work, ownership, possession, value, wealth, health, learning, serving, believing and perceiving will all be transfigured, shortly. Nothing will be left untouched, not even humanness. I predict the next 17 years will foster the following global trends:

1. TRIBAL WANDERERS

The past is rapidly becoming more unknowable than the future. We are like Adam and Eve, more aware of what’s to come than what’s come before us. This new reality will lead to a transformative break in human values. It will also create a permanent wandering class.

No home, new modes of work, play, crafting, interaction, and the connection of all places and things to all people will lead millions, maybe billions, to forever wander the land, seeking friendships, seeking answers, a willful freeing of their mind and liberation from place forever altering our culture. Hop inside the (autonomous) bus and drive! And sleep and eat and play and learn and share.

Caution: We have erected an economy and government based on the self, which is vanishing, and the local, which is being made irrelevant.

2. OUTSOURCING THE RATIONAL

Atheists are on the wrong side of history. Just as we outsourced our labor to the machines, now we are outsourcing our thinking, our calculating, our rational tasks. As a consequence, we are becoming more spiritual, more creative, and yes, more irrational, free to explore all our thoughts, impulses, desires, fears, hopes, aggressions.

Belief in magic, religion, in spirituality and God will accelerate and deepen because of, not despite of, the rise of big data, machines, robotics, electronics, computing and artificial intelligences. We become what our machines cannot. We do what can’t be outsourced. Faith is our future. Spirituality is our expression.

3. DIFFERENTLY ALIVE

Everything we make from this moment forward will be aware, sensing, responsive — alive. How are ((humans)) differently alive?

Answering this — legally, culturally, politically — will tear apart everyone and from everything.

There’s more. With everyone and everything connected, in real-time, and always, and with the spread of bionics, nano-machines, processors, the very notion of ‘self’ will be transformed. Connectivity is our self.

4. HACKING MORTALITY

Hacking mortality will become the biggest industry of this century. We will not live forever but those that come next will live for probably decades longer than us. Great for them, less so for much of what we’ve constructed. All the systems, institutions, wealth, rules and culture which now exist, all of which are dependent upon most of the world dying by or before age 75, will themselves die off. The notion of economy, jobs, savings will be a distant memory, poorly understood.

Caution: many of the radical life extension efforts will prove deeply repugnant. Prepare to fight them. They are unholy.

5. THE FUTURE HAS ARRIVED ONLY IT’S EVENLY DISTRIBUTED

What becomes of commerce — and power — when we all have as much as we need and are each only a screen swipe away from the leaders of nations and the guardians of conglomerates?

What is your standing? Your source of power? Your desires when everything is within reach?

Remember the “science fiction” story of the little girl who accidentally gets hold of one of the world’s two tablets, tablets which contain the world’s knowledge? In reality, tablets are already available to over a billion people — with the price dropping steadily.

6. THE FREE-ING OF EVERYTHING

Soon, everything will be free. Literally, everything that matters will be free and freely available. Food, healthcare, entertainment, transportation, energy, gadgetry, connectivity, you, me, our creativity, passions, darkest thoughts, where we lay our head.

You won’t be defined by your work or your wealth.

You will pay for things, but not with money, often not with work.

And when no money needs to exchange hands, ever, because the price — of everything — is effectively zero and trading our expertise, our attention, our companionship, right down to the millisecond is all that’s needed, every existing locus of power is obliterated. Where will power come from? What of your self worth?

7. CONSUMPTION IS DEATH

God bless the child who’s got it all.

Even the really fat ones.

Know this: We are fat, obese, and sedentary not because of cars or technology or industrialization or suburbanization or laziness but because capitalism is a fierce, never-tiring always-learning meta-system which discovered that money could be made in selling food and leisure and kept getting better at this, and better and better, and better.

Capitalism knows our desires better than we know our limits.

But having consumed our fill, puking it out, consuming all over again, retching, repeating this process, year after year, generation after generation, the vomit of consumption a toxic force upon our planet, we — the takers and makers and learners of capitalism — have finally constructed an alternative path. We can live full and exciting and interesting and private and communal lives entirely without having to embrace consumption.

You will never again be defined by your possessions, though you will be free to let your possessions define you.

8. VALUES EQUAL PROFITS

Soon, we can get anything from anyone, anywhere at anytime. Businesses will respond to this by differentiating themselves with the only thing they have remaining — their values. Their opposition to gay marriage, their warm embrace of sustainable food practices, their rejection of the profit motive, their deep, abiding faith in Jesus Christ. Values will determine their customer base, their margins, their market. The purely profit-based corporation will whither.

In the next stage of commerce, your values will always be on display and used for exchange.

9. THE INSANELY GREAT AWAKENING

As we alter our bodies, our minds, upend society, reconstruct awareness and deconstruct all that came before, including markets, capitalism, value, power, wealth, influence and experience, there is a right path forward.

We just don’t know what it is.

We will seek out God.

We are eager to believe.

A great awakening is upon us.

10. THE PAST IS MORE UNKNOWABLE THAN THE FUTURE

“But through eternal night, the twinkling of starlight, so very far away, maybe it’s only yesterday”

It’s all not working, nothing is how it’s supposed to be. We have never been more empowered, more capable, more angry, more empty, and we sense, the fear and revulsion and excitement of it always on display, that the very idea of human, of person, of self may soon vanish forever.

We will soon scarcely even understand those before us.

We will not be like them at all.

We cannot go back.

Let’s recall the wise words of that musical duo from Nebraska, what were they called again, Zager & Evans, and that one song they had.

“In the year 8510, God is gonna shake His mighty head. He’ll either say I’m pleased where man has been or tear it down, and start again”

God came early.

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