the afternoon ball

she remembered

Lady Tragic

He turned to his minister friend that Halloween night and said, "Its not eternity  I worry about but the search for truth which in these days of the Grand Deceit is the best we can manage.  Sorry   but heaven isn't a priority."

Too unknown how stoned

A dilemma of no concern.

cow couple

liberty

Is not the universally admitted drive for political freedom a pale shade of the brain's cry for freedom from the body?   The american insurgents believed freedom was so important to the society of humans that it was included in their Declaration.

                                    They confused their interior cerebral clawing for liberation from the skull  for a much less important freedom to politic.

History has  not been  an all night cinema of men needing or even wanting real neural freedom.

The recent french, british and american social experiments in individual privileges are rare even now amongst groups and already wheeze with fatigue. Global citizens are not so interested in political freedom as they are in independence of each brain from labor and service for the body.  Slavery.  More effort and progress has been expended by the species to escape from the body than toward political liberty.   The highest jump has been the video screens which surround us and like halls of  mirrors long ago, represent a great leap in our evolving flight away from the body through manipulation of  our world as only an image.   It is to be expected that the observing and reacting to visual screens is prized by the common man as the best window for mental liberty over almost all other activity save for sex or sport. 

It recreates a puppet show for us to play.

It is not difficult to make a thing permanent. 

We have come close.

Ancient stone giants were created with technologico primitavo.

Yet permanency is incompatible with change.   Permanency loses.

What appeared to last longest is that which did not change or very little.

Art was but the permanent capture of a changing condition.

Now we have learned to remember not the permanent but the

change.

It was not meant for us to be permanent. 

Would not serve the manifest aim.

Everything of us indicates designed change and an end.

If  there was a creator It could have made us permanent.
We would not have made us permanent.

What we value now is controlled change, process. Anything permanent becomes an obstacle like old commodore computers or analog cellphones.  Its the designer not the steps it takes  that is the story. It will give the longest life to those structures it needs the most like trees.

Trees are permanent.

We were made and meant to die.

Fire teaches alot.

Nothing ever survived.