“Was not their mistake once more bred of the life of slavery that they had been living?—a life which was always looking upon everything, except mankind, animate and inanimate—‘nature,’ as people used to call it—as one thing, and mankind as another, it was natural to people thinking in this way, that they should try to make ‘nature’ their slave, since they thought ‘nature’ was something outside them” — William Morris

Monday, May 30, 2011


I got smacked upside the head this morning by the worst possible virus. I thought I had severe vertigo, I couldn't stand. Throwing up helped to reset my life force somehow. So unfortunately I'm totally laid low. By a lifeform only a few microns long.

Viruses are good examples of how life relies like all objects on contradictoriness at a deep level. I virus is like a Henkin sentence that tells your genome to look it up in its inventory. While you're busy doing that you're inadvertently copying the virus.

Your body becomes a photocopier for a document called "I cannot be copied on this copy machine." When the number of copies reaches a certain threshold, death is imminent.

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