Wednesday, December 1, 2010

Feed me love, not fear.

Maybe...

Any kind of life on another planet means infinite earths.

The key may be to realize the only way we're gonna get too enjoy any of this is to fucking work together. Like Bill Hicks said...



Feed everyone and use our brains. Then explore space. Stop spending money on war. Build missiles that deliver food. Banana bombs. Oatmeal infiltration operations.

Precious elements and fossils fuels are infinite with the announcement of any kind of extraterritorial life. The proof of life outside of earth will cause a fractal wave of possibilities to unleash. Perhaps new scripts in our heads will run. Inspiration will flood out. And what a perfect time for it. In this golden age of information.

Ive been playing this game called Minecraft. You mine materials and craft living spaces. And I can tell you no video game has given me so much joy for how simple it is. Its a tease. I want the freedom to emulate that game in real life. I want to experience the thrill of true unadulterated exploration. I want to smell the rain on another planet. I WANT TO WELD IN SPACE! Its selfish but I hope this big change happens in my life time. Hoping the exponential breakthrough in technology is reached when we all realize we need EVERYONE'S ideas on how to solve our problems. We all need to eat. We all need our needs taken care of. Then we can comfortably think. We can really concentrate on what we need to do to solve life's little riddles. I fly home 2-3 times a month looking at the expanse of crops in the province of Alberta and wonder why people starve.

Tomorrow NASA makes an astrobiological announcement in regards one of Saturn's moons. The spark to inspire the building of the ark?

We'll see.

6 comments:

Transcend Designs said...

Here Here!

I'm with you all the way...!

In the meantime, we all just need to plant more gardens...

(When it gets warm again of course!)

Jon KiDDØ said...

When I have land, I will grow and grow.

Sibyl Hunter said...

Banana bombs and Oatmeal infiltration operations.

I love that. Great way to turn our nuclear swords in plowshears.

I've been thinking a lot about trying to learn how to grow food, too. I recently watched a documentary called Collapse where this guy Ruppert's main solution to save the world was basically "Grow it where you eat it". Makes sense to me.

Jon KiDDØ said...

Thank you kindly Subyl.

Swords into plowshears indeed.

Been thinking that when the fan is soiled by excrement we'll be scraping it off not out of compulsive need to be sanitary, but as a need for fertilizer instead.

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