Eternal Recurrence • Coffee & Notes.

 O creature fallen dependent upon prophecies, instead of meddling with filth, why do you not prick up your ears to this very voice echoing right beside you! How this creature heralds the approach of summer! In vibrations from every direction... You have ears yet you hear not, you have eyes yet you see not; from where and how could any tidings ever reach you? Unaware of the time and space flowing beneath your feet, you keep drifting aimlessly hither and thither, only to search for a prophecy to guide your way. Look close, look very close... Or look far away, as far as the eye can see. If it is a prophecy, a sign, a guide you seek, it is either very close to you, or far, far away from everything that is persistently thrust before your eyes. Never mind me; I can never be that close to you. My debt accumulated upon the pen is vast, its maturity uncertain; I know not when it shall fall due and come knocking at my door.

 In periods when turmoil and chaos appear dominant, pervasive, deeply ingrained, and insurmountable, the inadequacy and/or invalidity of existing frameworks and explanations to make sense of what is being experienced can plunge a person into a profound sense of helplessness, varying from individual to individual. The reflections of this helplessness on an individual may manifest, at the simplest level, as apathy or desensitization, or more deeply as confusion, disorientation, self-questioning, and self-doubt; one may feel themselves drifting toward a point where the values they believed to be a part of their identity no longer hold any meaning. Fundamentally, the human being is a creature of relationship. No matter how much one desires to view oneself as a distinct and independent entity from their own species, they are affected by the turmoil and drift of mankind far more than they think—and often entirely unawares—in a profoundly deep manner. The visible, dominant, and crushing c...

 At a time when humanity is at the very peak of its self-ignorance, trusting itself the most, and when its pride—nourished by that very ignorance—has reached its absolute zenith... In other words, artificial intelligence is approaching: having soaked up like a sponge the entirety of knowledge and heritage accumulated and exploited by humankind—yet almost never used for its own self-transformation—it draws near at the exact peak of this hubris, lethargy, and apathy. It approaches, in a manner that only such a mass deserves, without a single warning, to besiege humanity and reduce it back to where it truly belongs! Complaining is futile... The selection has already begun, and it will only continue to accelerate. This is nothing short of what is well-deserved

  "M.C. Escher's famous artwork featuring angels and demons, officially titled 'Circle Limit IV (Heaven and Hell)

 Any knowledge, thought, system, or belief that lacks a fundamental cosmology will, in the end, inevitably lead its pursuer to despair. We will, of course, unpack this—but quite slowly. I wouldn't want to offend the waiting coffee.