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>>12086099
and the Way of Nature is Whiteheadian, it warrants mentioning. it is Process and Reality. this is an absolutely exquisite place to Exit the Wild Ride also, which is to say, *with a view to the stars.* it is Cold out there, but it is also very Hot down here too.

acceleration is concentrated postmodernity. it gathers everything up, and it explodes it. or implodes it, but that it is far more painful. there's no reason at all why Burnout wouldn't follow from this, and a sense of stellar wonder. to take psychological cues from astrophysics does not seem remotely strange to me.

but there is room in all of this for a serious reading of Hegel for these reasons, because Spirit really does go from the micro to the macro-level. Hegel's vision is appropriately Cosmic, and without it there would have been no Marx, who materializes him fully. a very similar story is told, imho, about Deleuze and Land. what Deleuze delivers up from out of Spinoza, Land re-materializes in terms of Capital, and the great dance of things repeats itself. it is a sense for *that* kind of history that is called for, and not the kind of history that tries to bring the stars down to earth, and make them intelligible in terms of civil codes. scapegoating is a human phenomenon, and intra-species human violence is the existential threat among threats, at least until the asteroids hit. whatever it is we do to ourselves on this magical rock, which simultaneously produces twinkies and Deep Blue, the Daodejing and the Royal Rumble, we do it out of our own hilarious and tragicomic poetic fancies.

Space Taoism
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Space Taoism

we (read: me) need more. i want some kind of way of dealing with the fourth order of simulation, in a world where Land is handing it down from the mountaintop, in all his Purple Cashmere Sweater-wearing awesomeness:

>§0.63 — Bitcoin significantly accommodates agent-identities to the rising Age of Masks, in which digital avatars implement the ‘empirical ego’ of transcendental philosophy. Identity, address, and account (‘wallet’) are brought into exact coincidence. All are a single fully-publicized disguise.

sorry about the weird circuits (or tentacles) unfolding out of the void to ensare this thread also. but the Wild Ride is like a demonic theme park, procedurally generating its own roller-coaster rails as it goes. i'm just the messenger. i didn't plan for this. it just happened this way.

Air: Kelly Watch The Stars
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WsRmecY3j0M

cosmic snail i choose you