If I told you were beautiful, what would you think?

When we lose our fear of suffering, we are no longer affected by pain.

No Law of Morality

Bush SAY: Destructive Intentions, muh-me-ma-mad ambitions.. wuh-wi-wi-with no laws of morality!

Me SAY: The Lunatics have taken the assylum, and that assylum is government.

DJ SAY: wic-wic-no law of -wic-hic-no law of morality..

Bush SAY: wi-with teck-technology to kill on a massive scale! Regieme of oppression!

Me SAY: in this current state of crisis government is not the solution to the problem. GOVERNMENT IS THE PROBLEM!

The opposite of congress must be progress..

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In a world of white walls, true, false, and discrete computations I find myself contemplating the world of the infinite. There is something about this infinite place that is reflected in the beauty of a forest glade, the beauty of a human face and the emotion carried with it. This place is unbounded, there are no limits.

The world where I am now, a white walled room echoing the soft hum of technology, is a constantly growing jumble of information incessantly organized into categories which may take away some of its beauty by further refining it, yet may add to its beauty with every new detail that is procured.

By saying what something is, are we also saying what something is not? No, this is not the case, in fact we can infinitely add attributes to further refine this thing. So in this discrete world of true and false, we may be bounded by black and white, but we are not bounded by size, at least in theory, the number of bits (or detail) is, well, infinite.

Thus, this world we are building, this human creation of infrastructure and ideas, is rooted deeply in the infinite, as this place could not be without it. Indeed, we must not forget that it exists. And just as space is endless, so is the power of creation.

What I gained from this introspection is, instead of thinking about what is, and what is not, I think about what can be with a sampling of the infinite, for this is where new ideas come forth, this is where we all tap in for revolution, this is where we feel raw emotion, this where we belong.