zero-not-if-ied

Like i said, I’ve got better things to do than writing “how to handle infinity” blogs.

But... who else is gonna do it? We’d be lost if you...

Lost?! Who are you kidding? You’re making it sound like infinity’s something new – as if you’ve never been there before.

Er, I hate to say it but that’s a pretty darn accurate description of our situation.

Absurd! Brigands! Scoundrels! Have you no idea what it is you’re saying?

Er?

Infinity is a mathematical fact, a given, a certain  uncertainty, a constant inconstant – the only one that is truly and utterly one

And?

And you dare to talk about it as if it were, or can possibly be alien!!

But you yourself said it’s unknowable. What do you expect?

My expectations are utterly irrelvant as far as infinity is concerned, as well you know.

Then what?

Don’t get me started on what. You know how that idle, feeble-minded attempt at reasoning gets me riled.

Er... [kind of strangled kitten noises]

Well, at the very least it’s fair to say that you’re closer to speaking sense now that you’re saying nothing at all. That’s welcome relief. Now, where were we?... Ah yes, I was lambasting you for your complete and utter disregard of the obvious. What is it about humans with their limitless capacity for the sublime they invariably select the one ridiculous option, simply because its been boxed and presented as something definite.

And what are we supposed to do? Exist in a metaphysical fog of uncertainties?

Reach for the stars, dive into the earth, rise to the impossible moment of infinity.

Pretty words  I’m sure, but worthless to people struggling to survive in a hostile world.

Of course it’s gonna be hostile if you insist on trying to tame it.

What would you have us do? We have bridges to build, homes to heat, families to feed, no end of things to do and you, you talk of abstracts and uncertainties, and lambast us for being practical. Shame on you.

Deep breath – that was good, powerful rhetoric. I feel your pain. Your emotions are palpable, but right now they are surf on the shoreline and believe me for one short rinse-wash cycle, that you are neither

Neither what?

For one short rinse-cycle consider yourself  the one and only equal of infinity

Huh?

You, no less, the one and all that cannot ultimately in any way be known, no matter how you try.

And? What am I supposed to do with this?

Know thyself.

No!!

Accept your fundamental unknowable core, the infinite that you, and you alone comprise  [gap]  contain

But...

that stands in the way of reason?

Yes.

True. Who chained you to the shoreline of reason? Would you spend the rest of your life counting waves and calculating their cycles and frequency?

Er...

When you can rediscover the indivisible, the unity nought-if-layed throughout.

Er...

When you can be the zero equals one, the every number, every math, every where and every thing that infinity has to comprise, has to yield, birth, reveal, explore, enjoy and...

And?

And whatever else infinity may see fit to zero-one-ify

Er

Indeed, to er or to err, that is the question

To question or to quantify?

Precisely... imprecise, for how else could infinity weave a web of life in and throughout the sterile promontory of things, the achingly empty, fragmentology of disconnectedness, which rational mind seeks to plot and chart in slow, slow time, little suspecting all that transpires, all that breathes in the aeternity between the frames we lurch between 01    01     01                              01

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