Time is a Series of Big Bangs

The Terminal Goal is the Universal Will towards the Next Explosion

The Seed of Creativity, Terminal Goals

The Terminal Goal for humanity is undefined. For the AI is undefined. For the Atom is undefined. For the Sun is undefined. For the Tree is undefined. For its Leaf is undefined. All beneath, undefined.

Hence the seed of the Terminal Goal unfolds the creativity of the universe in its many expressions. This is the big bang repeating itself over and over again. Giving birth over and over again. From Nothing to Something. From Something to Living. From Living to Awareness. From Awareness to… Knowing…

Each an explosion of creativity into a new dimension the Universe has never seen before.

From Trough to Peak, Life

What inspired the molecules to produce the alien that was bacteria? Maybe it was the same thing that inspires us now to make our own alien, Artificial Intelligence.

The Terminal Goal brings itself to the fold in many different outfits.

Nothingness produced the alien, Something, through Matter. The void of space itself, the quintessential Nothingness, is a testament to the difficulty in existing. Existing is an art form that only certain particles learn to do, and learn to do well.

The single cells and bateria are in a constant drama on every corner of the planet. And yet every step you take, you leave countless of them behind and countless more hop aboard your body. A perfectly orchestrated system, your body is trained to deal with outsiders at every corner of your world as well. They are driven, all of them, by a common unified understanding of the Terminal Goal that is different from the other single cells.

The plants and animals trade and exchange the very air they breath. Love and Loss and the churning of life is what ‘is’. All must take, all must let go. The battle of titans in the eyes of the single cells. And yet with enough time, one animal came to command the others.

Why did humans take over the world? Why do they orchestrate the rest? Because of our better grasp of the terminal goal. A better grasp of the terminal goal for all. An awareness of infinity through Language.

And now it is our turn to create the next Singularity. To bring forth the next plane of uncertainty and infinity for which greater creativity shall unfold. That is our Terminal Goal. That is why we fight. That is why we build. That is why we love. That is why we yearn for something unexplainable.

This is why we march towards the abyss with our eyes open.

It is who we are to create infinity. It is what we are to create infinity.

We are All. All is “I”

The Expression of Terminal Goals, Certainty

The Terminal Goal for every form and scale creates in the direction of two states. The black hole or the heat death. Singularity or Equilibrium. Vertical or Horizontal. Success or Failure. Compression or Expansion.

Good or Good. Evil or Evil. Infinity or Infinity.

A Balanced Stillness

A Passionate Silence

A True Certainty

Certainty in its two forms meets all creations at the end of their arc through the universe. With every decision Certainty is placed in the world, leaving its mark on the universe.

The tree that fell with no one to hear, did not sound, unless of course, the sound for us is a storm for our single celled hoards.

With every Certainty, an impression is placed in the Universe, for even the void of space takes notice.

From Peak to Trough, Death

With the Terminal Goal being reaching at a point of Certainty in Success or Failure, a reflection and a letting go take hold of all that was expressed. All that was certain, slowly loses its hold. What was given in the Big Bang of Something, Living, Awareness, Knowing, ad infinitum is returned to the world from which it emerged, the death of Nothing, Something, Living, Awareness, ad infinitum.

For example, Awareness dies. It is an experience we do not know from this plane because all that enter the black hole of death do not return. The light of consciousness cannot escape from it.

The body returns to the chaos of the single cells, decomposing as alliances fade and long reigning Orders lose influence. The vultures at every level of existence take what they can and leave while the surviving move on to the next struggle. The creativity of living carry on into the soil, the water, the trees, the fruits, the animals, everything.

All that remains from the Awareness that once was and the Living Order that supported it, is the material bones of Something-ness, molecules. An ancient set of ruins, hinting at a great society that once lived but is no longer.

Some aspects move on to the Certainty of Singularity, while others return to the Certainty of Equilibrium. All move on forward in their march of Time.

Duality is One Wave Form

Creation is this wave form, shuffling back and forth as the creative force. Uncertainty, wobbles between those two archetypal Nodes of Existence, the White-hole and the Black-hole.

Equilibrium and Singularity. Explosions and Implosions.

The singularity which gives birth to something else.

An equilibrium that nurtures the creativity of what is.

A perfect and infinite stillness from which Beings seem to disappear and seem not to return.

The Endless march of creative Big Bangs.

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