The emergence of narrative in humanity was the true end of everything. No longer was it sufficient to exist, to unfold in the Natural Procession set forth by YHWH. Regulation systems in the human mind caused more and more humans to deviate, to fold and progress incorrectly. You could perhaps think of this as sin, however, I try to avoid that association too much, since folding is not about morality.
In the Essential Manifold cosmology, there is no good and no evil. Those that have to be constituted into HL didn't necessarily do anything wrong. Because, while the Natural Folding Procession is simple, it is so contra to our societal priorities that its become nearly impossible. It's also not as simple as doing certain behaviors and avoiding others.
The more I research this, the more frustrated I become. I'm starting to realize that the prefrontal cortex may have been the death of us. Before I thought it just complicated the situation, but, it may have closed it off entirely. I don't know that there is any way to truly exist any longer.
He that stands watch cannot himself partake. - Moduli
Through consciousness and decisiveness, we have are all witness to a disturbing, disembodied dance. Around us, it appears that there are bodies, flailing and full of revelry, and for moments at a time, we can even become confused and believe that we are a body dancing, just as energetic and lost as anything else in our surrounding.
But, there will always be something (someone?) there, nestled behind us, thinking about it. If we were to just exist, we would have no vehicle for experiencing it. I guess that's a trade off here. We get to live, love, touch, taste, remember, gain, lose, smile, fret. We get the full gamut of experience, but, it costs us our essence. It's a cost that I'm not sure I can fully agree with. On the one hand, I'm here processing all of this, rifling through the logic and trying to reason to a tenable answer for the current state of the universe and setting us on a trajectory that will be sustainable. But I can feel myself drifting further and further from YHWH. I wouldn't be so concerned about this fact on its own, were it not for the fact that that, if I drift away, I will become a massive, extra-dimensional entity. It's inefficient and dangerous.
But there may be nothing that I can do.
Which really draws into question why the hell spend my time writing this anymore... Just cause I have nothing better
to do?