Materialism & Idealism

Materialism invites idealism to the table with the question ‘can nature know itself if not through members of itself? Is the complete presentation of S&T the collection of all pure intuitive modes of S&T? It seems no, it seems that outside the bounds of participants of the Universe there remains a view of S&T that is actually devoid of temporality and spatiality. A person that shrinks to the subquantum level will still be incapable of experiencing natural laws that don’t make regular sense to their sensibilities, to their three dimensional and linear experience of space-time. We can’t see 10 dimensions anymore than we can experience the four dimensional exposition of time that Einstein supposes as the glomular shape of the Universe. So nature’s laws are under no obligation to disclose themselves to our experience, that’s why we draw on idealistic modes of inquiries in the natural sciences, deductive hypothesizing, mathematical formalism that abstracts from empirical experience. Idealism sends imagination to all sorts of places to evade the material restrictions of our experience. A dialogue between idealism and materialism sees the world inviting the Mind to observe and experience its own idyllic happenstance, the guiding principles and final grounds of matter, and so it seems, the Ideas as well ( huh Hegel!). As visitors in Nature’s Mind however, certain conditions are placed on Us. What are these conditions?

1. I belong in It and It belongs in Me.

   1. Non-instrumentality of epistemic inquiry

   2. Relational view of the Self

2. Nature houses and contains Me

   1. Condition of epistemic humility, properly assigned authority to Nature as holding ontological priority to the observer, and being the leading authority on its own happenstance

   2. The observer as being-in-time and being-in-the-world, Heidegger and the positionality of Dasein

3. Nature is under no obligation to make sense to you or yield to your conceptual needs, instead a certain mental and emotive fluidity is needed to adapt, interact and be receptive to this active and living intellect.

Meditating in the Morgue

There’s no performance in worship, you can't fool God anymore than you can fool yourself; the Divine considers us by our rational and moral axioms, we hope at least for our sake. There is instrumentalization, when we seek the divine only for personal gain, but even then the Divine has written the resistance from the natural environment whose offerings we instrumentalized as gains to nature’s losses. We instrumentalize Allah when we treat the One as a Resource rather than the Source. When we instrumentalize and commodify Divinity, or Nature, or any one for that matter, we only dismember ourselves with the illusion that we’re in control of something much bigger than Us, that we ever had the power to forcefully take what wasn’t granted, or maintain it from being taken away.

Chapter 33, verse 72: “Indeed we offered the trust to the Heavens and the Earth and the mountains, and they [all] declined to bear it and feared it; but man [undertook to][ bear it. Indeed he was unjust and ignorant.”

I'm remembering this old story but I’m not sure where, about the Beginning and End of Time.. A bright wide place where every soul was asked by the Kingdom of Heaven whether they wanted to participate in the daily struggles of this Universe thats about to begin, and again when the Universe has had its final day. Whether they wanted to be breathed into some slimy human body and deal with collective suffering, and Love. Apparently the mountains and rivers refused, the stars opted to illuminate and record, the planets wouldn’t budge, but us brave souls, chose life. So the Angels sang!

When I visited the cemetery I meditated under a tree. I opened my heart and Spirit, which was quite overwhelming to be honest, the amount of ambient emotion in that place is crazy. I felt the tug of souls who have longed to be remembered, so I prayed by some graves for God’s guiding lights to offer them solace. I also saw a peculiar vision, or felt a profound truth, when I closed my eyes, and the world was stripped to its former nursing grounds, all that was left was every soul that has lived and died, all pointing in the same direction, every one of them, all of creation, was facing the same Bright Light.

Why Protecting your Energy is WACK

I don’t quite understand this new age obsession with ‘protecting your energy’ by distancing yourself from what you dichotomously view as negativity and sad people, as though the only type of energy that makes up your little bubbles is positive. Sounds kinda seething huh, but why the fuck not. When people distance themselves from those who walk around with a storm cloud raining over their head, they castrate these people from valuable circles of love and support. Depressed people don’t need to be battered into joy, or ostracized like sickly dogs until they’re ready to rejoin the ‘happy’ and grateful population. It frustrates me that the people who need the most love, are often the ones who are denied that love. How many people have to lose their lives only for their friends to retrospectively point out that they would have rathered been there for them than attend their funeral. It’s a brutal and somehow pragmaticallly necessary realization that no one gives a fuck about you. It’s not a bad thing, or a good one either, it just is what it is, people are so beautifully engrained in their own lives, growing and moving in their own skin, towards their own goals and dreams, for their own sense of belonging and respite. Deeming them selfish for forgetting about the people that care for them isn’t exactly accurate, calling them selfish is giving them too much credit over a thought of care that never crossed their minds. It’s disheartening how uncommon care is these days, or maybe it’s just me. Why do we cut people off when they’re having a hard time? Can you blame them.

Those who seek the dark will often find it readily available, in themselves, in others; those who seek the light will also find it all around them.