Been reading Frank Herbert’s Dune Chronicles again.
Once more, it’s been screwing with my rough perception of things. I can’t look at stuff without contemplating it on a deeper level with respect to possibilities, prescience, and the overall effect.
Possibilities in the future.
In the short run, possibilities are roughly predictable. Humans are able to tap into an accurate prediction of events without much trouble, putting into the computation different external and internal factors.
In the long run, possibilities exceed the computations of man. Even technology has trouble keeping up. With regards to the Time factor involved, possibilities branch out. The tree grows larger with age. A multitude of factors to put into consideration are required, all beyond the short reach of Man.
Plied together with these rough ideas of the future, is the theme of Change. The Law of Change states that nothing remains constant in Time, except the law itself.
So why do we fill ourselves with the mundane? Weighing ourselves down with unnecessary baggage of emotional weight. Is it human to worry? In fact, while we’re at it, why worry about what makes us human at all? Let’s just live.
But in doing so, we literally begin to negate the necessities of civilisation at all.
Juicy topics. Loads of rubbish for the picking.