My Mercurial Friend Zeitgeist

(8/11/2025)

You know the one.

It’s everywhere, in everything, in supreme concurrency. It sighs like a cosmic wind through the ethers of reality. It sings, though a different symphony than that of the music of the Spheres. It also farts often.

Over there, Deutschlanders have given it a curious name, a fusion of time and spirit. Spiritual times. “The spirit of the time”. Simpler people — or perhaps hurried ones — call it merely “the times”.

So, this friend, it has a very shifty nature. Sometimes it does good stuff, other times it summons horrible woes. Like all close — intimate even — friends, one cannot just leave it. In fact, one is incapable of doing thus. One is eternally welded to, moulded in, suffused with Zeitgeist, it being the mooching companion crashing on the sofa each night, the sofa, the hearth, the landlord, and the street to freedom outside, all at once. Synchronism at its absolute.

How then, should we treat that friend?

With awareness.

One must be cognizant and acknowledging of Zeitgeist. To study its patterns, to contemplate its flow, and to chart its empyrean vectors. To know when to journey avast its celestial ways and when to still amid a quiet lambent corner. Time is nothing, a no-thing; timing is every thing. All of it.

Picture the illustration of first edition “Time Walk” from Magic the Gathering. This is one’s relationship with Zeitgeist. Now take that extra turn.

Zeitgeist is also intimately bound with one’s noosphere. A noosphere is the realm of unmanifested potential; a virtual space of dream, desire, and destiny. It is of dual nature, possessing intrinsic and extrinsic components. The ratio is determined by one and one’s personal consciousness. Then, there is the Noosphere (grandeur-granting capital N optional), the egregor of All’s noosphere, infinitely scalar and fractal, bound only by the zoom level of system-examination.

For the purposes of this post, look shall be taken confined to the domain of Sol, and Terra in particular.

While Zeitgeist has its own agendas (note the plural), it is also readily amenable to shaping and manipulation by the Noosphere. The Noosphere, like Zeitgeist, is another protean entity, alive yet not quite reified, residing in the metaplains, its presence beginning where that of the empiric one’s discards non-compliant ethereal vistas as so much detritus. Yet the Noosphere, in turn, is shaped and manipulated by the “mundane world”, aka “everyday life”. So, it follows that one does, after all, have a say in the matter of Zeitgeist’s behavior, expressed in the continued interaction, cooperation and/or antagonism with the manifested reality of the waking world.

Consider the Disney movie “Tomorrowland”. It is the ultimate example of self-fulfilling prophecy: by staring in the mirror, one causes the mirror to stare back.

Our friend Zeitgeist is like a mirror, sometimes. Others, it is its own agent. Wisdom basks in discerning what roles Zeitgeist plays, to what degree, and in what context. Enlightened with context, one can remain on amenable terms with Zeitgeist, even when one’s mercurial friend insists on crapping the floor, smearing the walls with the result, and setting the roof on fire. In those circumstances, smile, acknowledge the demise of the stage, and take a stroll outside. Maybe another, better abode awaits new residents down the road. Or perhaps the skies and stars are prettier than any old cave, platonic or demystified.

Now I go to play with my dear friend, and see what future mischief it is on about.

Static “Hello World” In A Dynamic Reality

12/10/2025

There it is. The beginning of something. Another public haven for posterity to examine someone’s chronick posterior.

Can one shout “first!” to themselves?

People want to be noticed and to matter.

Reasons differ. Sometimes, because they are afraid of their core selves. Sometimes, because they are afraid of others. Sometimes, because they are afraid about their place in the world. Sometimes, because they are just afraid. Nebulously, ambiguously, but deeply afraid nonetheless.

Beyond the fear, there is the desire to make connections. To form relations. To build bridges. So that when death strands us, we can fall onto the web of our originated links, the cast forges and crucibles of our creation, the acts of our imagination and manifestation, and then stand tall to any tests time and existence can trial us with.

Invariably, failure comes, as it must be before the final omegaversal terminus is reached. But it is the numbers of successes that count. Take it as the wisdom of an old-time tabletop role-player and habitual psychonaut.

Every time one does something, one loses endless other things. Yet, every time one does something one strives for, one gains boundless possibilities. For now the entire sum of All in the universe is plus one more thing. One’s divine mandate, right, and gift has been exercised: the act of creation.

You have now witnessed that act. You witness it every waking moment, every quantum instant, in myriad infinite ways. You are a living act of eternal, continuous creation. The beholding beholder who beholds the beholding and the one. Take a moment to enjoy.

Welcome to this blog. Peruse it of your own volition. It is simply another vibrant glimmering of the vast cosmos.

So, what is the static and what is the dynamic? Simply put, there will be no section for comments or feedback or pingback. No way to directly interact with the writings here. Consider it a height of counterculture when a public online journal declares a stance against the very purpose it is built to facilitate. This is the static part.

If you want to interact – with the text, with its author, with the negative spaces and connections and lifelinks and causal bridges that arise from this here empiro-arcane venture – then you will have to venture into tangents of different ontological nature. In plain terms, you’ll need to seek out places – material or virtual – where discussions pertaining the above parameters or other relevant factors take place. Even plainer: you’ll have to talk with me in person, or engage online at the places I inhabit, or where others do so in regards to this here creative output. This is the dynamic part.

How long will this mandate endure? Hu knows.

It’s not hard, but it is involved. “Some perseverance required”. Living on the path of least resistance leads to the steep upward way which leads downward. Only by descending into the abyss can true treasure be found. Beware the monsters, hold high your inner radiance, and seek bravely to accomplish deeds of renown without peer.

I will be there – and here.