Its about us

On the one hand, we are simply trying to survive. We get one shot. This string of waking up and going to sleep. One day it started and one day it will end. Simply. Finally. That is it.

On the other, we are the undying. We pervert the boundaries of what life has been by being everywhere at once. We are a connected, collective consciousness that can be anywhere with our galaxy and soon our universe. We can manifest entire civilizations from thought to physics. We are the creators and destroyers of worlds. God is us and we are God.

The grand duality of our existence...is within our brain. How we perceive everything from our present sensual moment to the everlasting significance of our lives. Our consciousness comes from a virtually liquid, organic parallel processor. The tandem of the left side's ability to signify linearity and boundaries and the right's holistic manifest create our consciousness. It is the most advanced brain to date, though not the largest, and reigns the perceivable world...

...save for itself.

But let us project the brain out a bit. Onto the globe and our current epoch as the most capable species. A projection is to see the left brain as capitalism. Capitalism is the conveyance of our role on this planet. The right brain is humanity itself. If we are to believe all of our species is endowed with the same brain (size, weight, potential processing capability, etc)

Thus, we have capitalism and humanity. Mmm, this is a strange dichotomy. One serves the other, right? Are they equal partners? As much as it could be argued, its foolish to do so. Capitalism serves humanity. After a million or so years and we have a manner to transport, symbolize, and collaboratively support every single element within our planet. We can invent things out of thin air to inculcate into this system called capitalism. Even leverage beings into existence through cloning from plants to sheep. Yet, to a vast majority of our species it is of definite detrimental effect. To any and all species on this planet an affect is taking place. Yet, it is an extension of the highest capability of life in the known universe. In ten thousand years, we created a way to mimic our mental expansion and capability in our physical environment.

Yet we know nothing of ourselves. The study of humanity is the most convoluted of them all. Our awareness of ever-present information is dismal. We are a work in progress.