Nomad Forms

Post-Systemism | Post-Post-Euclideanism -A morphogenesis into Nomad Forms- When we unlock the keys to jumping into parallel multiverses. When we can control our dreams, lucid dreams, and adapt them to our egoistic satisfactions, what if we divulge and metamorphose into Nomad Forms.

Monday, December 6, 2010

ISSUE DE SECOURS .. What You never know might hurt you..

Until the times of yesterdays, creativity never existed but in the Holy Book, upon the moment of "Creation of Man".

Today, we come produce something from nothing. The hadron collider is one meek example to the power of Man to Create. But what motivates this creativity. Could it be the will to Power?

Today, can we Create, can we help God, can we be God?

Sometimes it's very easy to lead a thirsty being to water, but how difficult it is to bring life to a dying flower (but why does she need to die, if the key to survival lies within her roots and stems). Yet again, what if the flower stops recognizing water.

It seems that cause-effect interrelationship is diminished in the above because for one simple logical reasoning, we cannot revive creative souls that once refused to live.
On the other hand, The above scenario is valid true only when we have ourselves bound by deterministic positivistic rational perception. Consequently, what if we cling to an indeterministic irrational proprioception (and how can we know we are abiding by the latter, when the former rules our daily life).

Getting back to the paradox of our young dying flower, one true fact is that we cannot force her to live, we cannot drag her to water when she feels eternal thirst and we cannot give her oxygen when she thinks CO2 is her fuel to live. Our flower is there, she feels the existence of the soul, but she fails to cognize it. Our flower still thinks that her existence is physical and caged by platonic perceptions and preconceived ideas that were once generated by the surrounding environment and imposed upon her.

The only crux that will vitalize our flower lies within her powers "to feel and to give what she feels". Our flower lives only when she decides she needs to CREATE the beautiful of all scents, i.e. to BE a Flower.

As innocent yet tantalizing as it may be, the sound of silence upon murmuring words of passion and sensation is the CREATIVE SOUL that catalyzes our flower to render her unique.




Yet, I still question the Flower's Essence .. but in search for what