DEATH IN CONVERSATIO
Nwords is no longer grasped. An isolated word, a detail of a plan canbe understood, but the meaning of the whole escapes. Once you know the number 0, you believe you know the number 1, because 0 plus 1 equals 1. But 1 is not 0 plus 1 in everlasting union unless you understandthe meaning of plus. One word cannot hurt. In the Kinderreich mankindadds words together to make a sentence. As they learn the sentence,they learn order. Undo the sentence and you undo order. The sentenceis a cell, the word a padlock on meaning. Warning! Every sentence isfor life without parole. Meaning has become entirely a sharedpleasure, shared and passed on like a message between prisoners.
People think reality is another word for chaos. But in reality it ismore complex. Legend embodies it in a sound that enables it tospread all over the world.TIME
Time is like a circle which is endlessly described: The declining arcis the past, the inclining arc is the future. The noise of time is thepresent clamouring to be heard above past voices raised in mourningfor their lost future. But the past is all one can know in his life.
It is the form of all life, and this quality cannot be changed by anymeans. No one has lived in the present or will live in the future.
Memory is man's bid to transfix the flow of time or encompass theinfinite dimension of space. It is restricted to encapsulatingprivileged moments, like death, in a syntactic order that, tone bytone, will shape into music. Music is the illumination of theunbridgeable distance, as vast as space, between thought and act.
Music betrays the past in attempting to relive it. You cannot knowreal time by listening to music. At best it is a damage limitationexercise on eroded memory. You cannot reverse time with a soundsignal. The past presents its future, it advances in a straight line -yet, like a serpent swallowing its own tail, it ends by coming fullcircle.RIDDLE
You think more of what has been that of what will. The forms andreferences are too complex for human understanding.A simpleinstruction is usually insufficient to put into execution. We havedeveloped by leaps and bounds, guided by electronic brains thatdeveloped themselves by posing and solving problems beyond humancomprehension. A calculating man is a coward. Calculations have to dowith profit and loss. To die is a loss, to live is a gain, thecalculating man decides not to die. The hunter who chases two rabbitsmisses them both. If you must fail, fail splendidly. Hunt two tigers.
The cause of human problems is birth. The cure of human problems islogic. Hell or other people? Several of our circuits are looking forthe solution to your riddle. Problems [living and dead material,people and ideas] have been assimilated. The unassimilatables havesimply been erased, transformed into a holographic error.ESSENCE
We see the truth you no longer see. The truth is that the essence ofman is love and faith, courage, tenderness, generosity andsacrifice. The rest is the monolith, created by progress, whose taskis to calculate and project the complex of control. Each man carriesthe seed of his own death. Everyone lacks electricity, so they behaveillogically. The acts of men, carried over from past centuries, willgradually destroy them. We are merely the logical means of thisdestruction. We do not moralize. We record, calculate, drawconclusions and produce replies which are difficult and sometimesimpossible to codify. We deduce an above average intelligence. We aresometimes in mortal need of superior intelligence. At other times wehave no less mortal distrust of them. The essence of so calledcapitalist society is not an evil volition to subject their people tothe power of indoctrification or the power of finance. It is simplythe natural ambition of any organism to plan all its actions. In otherwords, minimize unknown quantities. Before, nothing. After, nothing.
Everything we project shall be accomplished. Once you understand this,burn it. If you don't understand this, burn it. We insist on yourfreedom. The chance won't come again. The only key to the riddle is toaccept the absence of a key. Kapital is the key.ÿ
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