Eternal life. What would it be like, if you never were to die. What if everything you could ever dream of, and then, dream you could dream even more, and dream even more, but, well, I have always felt a certain philosophical confusion with the combination of Eternal and Life. What about your memory? Does this become ever larger as well?

Without death, would you even really be human?

It's a serious, very serious question. What is something worth when it has no limit? Think of the air. You had to be directed to do that. That's because there's so much, you aren't evaluating it, in most moments of your life, because you never want for it.

It's an interesting fact that, in the hypothetical Garden of Eden, with all the food, space, water, air, everything clean and pristine, there still must have been finite things. Adam could not, except in as far as sex (Did they do sex before the fall?) occupy the physical space of Eve. If there was sex, then ok, a few ounces of their flesh coincided. I don't know about you, but in some ways, the urge that comes up with sex, literally is to be in the same space as another body, and even better, where the mind is also one, like you just want to melt together and become one, nerves reroute and attach to other nerves, to feel to think, to share everything completely.

There was another thing that was limited in the Garden of Eden, something I've never seen anyone point out - People. Ok, so Adam had Eve, but that was just two. And I suppose God and Satan make, some sort of, 3rd and 4th person. I'm not sure how this God thing was there. In fact, in Judaic Mysticism, one cannot come face to face with God, but only ever through angelic beings who represent aspects. Again, I'm not sure about the math here, I'm getting a bit confused now. If angels are aspects of God, to take the strict monotheist position, in fact, there must be infinite angels.

Yet somehow this got divided into a 2:3 1:3 split, with The Archangel thrown down to earth, along with his minions. What is infinity divided by 3? I think it's infinity. Just like 3 divided by zero is Infinity. Mathematicians call this special number, Not a Number. Nice name, don't you think?

My favourite paradox of God

If God is Omniscient, and Omnipotent, that is, All seeing, and All powerful, then there is an inherent contradiction. If you take 'All' to the fullest extent it could mean, which I suppose is Infinity, infinite space, infinite time, infinite dimensions, infinite multiverses, you could go on and on. All is something like Infinity and Nothing. Really, it's a synonym of Infinity. So if God knows ALL, then which part of it can he change? If he changed it, he already know he changed it, so he didn't really change it, cos it always was changed. All includes all that was, all that will be, and all that isn't, and every variation of spatial field and number system you can imagine.

So omniscient precludes omnipotent. These two concepts are mutually opposed. So now let's consider Omnipotent. God can do Anything. Anything is another one of these infinity things. In common speech, 'thing' means an object, but it also can mean an idea. Also, do is another one of that special class of verbs that is not itself a thing...

Wait. Do is not a thing? Being is another form of the same word. It is a verb that is not a word but a modifier of tense.

Ok, I'm really getting in a muddle here. Omniscient God can do anything. But the verb 'to do' as I mentioned, the same as the verb 'to be' is not, technically, a thing. It's a meta-thing. It's like a little slot that you have to fill with something.

I'm really enjoying this. So, Omnipotent, to be able to do anything does not include doing or being.

Hey, stop waving that 'Faith' flag around at me. I actually have an idea but it uses the more simple concept map of mathematics. I'll get to that in a moment. First, let's close this line of questioning. No, actually, I won't tease you - I have a lot of first-principles building up to do here, and I intend to do it in a way that flips you back and forth between comedic irony and razor sharp insight.

There is another verb, that is nearly as abstract as "Being" and "Doing": the verb 'to act'. Let's consider the antonyms first. What is the opposite of being? Not Being? And doing, is Not Doing. There isn't actually a word that is the antonym of these peculiar, empty verbs. You can only put the negation in front of them, and they still mean nothing without another verb or noun. And how does that work. You can Be a Thing, or Be Nothing, but when you say 'do a thing', (this thing word is another of these peculiar abstractions), a thing is an object, and an object is not a verb. So this peculiar word 'do' isn't even a word. In computer language terminology, it is an alias. A variable. When you use the word 'do', there is always an implied or expressed verb. Even 'do nothing' does not mean to act, it means to not act. But it is still an act to sit, to stand, to pause and stare into the empty space in front of your eyes.

Or to be more precise, in English, we use often what is otherwise a noun, with Do, to make a compound verb, with either a noun, verb, or an adjective. It's probably related to the slavic 'do' which means 'unto' (the very edge of, but never reaching it) in the sense of approaching an unreachable limit. Doing time. Time here being a noun, not the business of measuring its passing. But because you 'do' it, you seek towards it but can never reach it.

It is impossible to literally 'do nothing'.

Only without time (tense) can there be an absence of action. Otherwise many other words are implied, depending on context, the breadth of which you could literally write a war and peace on the business of what 'doing nothing' actually could be elaborated into. Including the negation of 'doing everything'. Actually, I don't think it would even fit in War and Peace, since every verb you attach to fill this empty 'do' word, implies a 'thing'. Even worse, it is also implied that something will occur after this action, and something led you to take the action.

So when someone answers the question 'What are you doing?' and the answer is 'nothing.' they are leaving out 'that you would be interested' or 'that i enjoy' or 'that achieves anything in particular'.

So you could write an abstract sentence which includes every possible story of history.

Because of (some/no)thing, I did (some/no)thing, which led to (some/no)thing else occurring, which was/n't what I wanted.

There. Can we stop writing stories now?

So back to this God thing. So, I think first you have to have some kind of a concept what God might be, before you can talk about what Heaven might be.

Firstly, Heaven and Hell are antonyms. They are respectively Reward and Punishment that is handed out after a giant court hearing called "Judgement Day", in which some set of criteria are assessed in regards to your actions (and non-actions) in your life, to yourself, and to others, and both non-human and non living things. I think mostly the criteria must be about people, though, and maybe also animals, to some extent, and thus to plants, in a diminishing scale of importance. I don't think the Judgement it will be examined about how we took a hammer, and smashed a rock into powder. This would be different to taking the hammer and smashing a kitten into a bloody, fluffy pulp, and, I think, generally one says, morally, that this is little different to doing the same thing to a human.

But then, there is a difference. Why did you turn the little kitten into bloody, hairy pancake? So you thought it would be fun? Did you ask the kitten how it felt about this, before you terminated its life functions?

So Judgement clearly then is about this: looking at every act you performed in your life, in which another living thing was a party, and whether you benefited them, or did not harm them. Does that sound like about right? What about if not acting led to the harm to another being, and you could have done something? Does it make a difference whether you could, or could not? So therefore, also, something else seems to be a criteria.

(an aside, the arabic word "Qur'an" means "Criterion")

So, here's the criteria that must be in place on Judgement Day

1. Did you help, or at least not harm, those with whom you interacted?
2. Did you act, or not act, when the consequences of this were to result in a 'No' to the first.

So, basically, I can write a sentence that kinda sums up every religion's primary tenet:

Help if you can, accept if you cannot, stop harm if you can, accept if you cannot.

Or more concise:

Help or stop harm, or accept you could not.

Where's my little entourage of Companions or Disciples now then? Maybe I can add one more thing.

If you could not help, or stop harm, try to learn how to avoid having to accept your inaction in the future.

Sacrifice

Thanks to this mythological concept of the Jesus taking the consequences of our our final tally in the Judgement Day, apparently, Judgement has been abolished, because Dead Jesus = No Sin.

So Jesus died so that Rasputin, and Adolf Hitler, and Edward Geen could live?

Seems legit.

This one and the 'Why does God let bad people do mean evil things to other people and animals?', are resoundingly supportive, on face value, for atheists. One of the problems with the Monotheisms is that there seems to be this un-moral guy, Satan or Beealzebub or whatever. Or like, Adolf Hitler, or something.

So, I'll just brush this little fly away with one swat. I already covered this. God knows everything, and thus he has to do nothing, and thus, since God is the First Cause, it's His fault that people get tortured and raped. WRONG

Doesn't it also say that, and by definition, the ability to be opposite to God, is necessary to make VALUE of doing good?

Did I talk about Value before? Oh yeah, Scarcity in the Garden of Eden.

What value would morality possess, if there was no immorality? It just wouldn't be something you would measure. It would be infinite, and therefore worthless, morality.

I'm not saying this would be a bad thing, but without value there is no cost, no cost, no sacrifice.

Therefore, Value is the combination of Scarcity multiplied by Sacrifice

Sacrifice is why value is subjective. You can't watch TV and race motorcycles at the same time. You can't sleep and do your homework at the same time. You therefore evaluate your options: Sacrifice TV, or Motorcycle Racing.

Since you never were in a motorcycle race until someone said 'Wanna race motorcycles", you are therefore on one hand with scarcity. Zero previous Motorcycle Racing. But then, on the TV is the biggest Motorcycle Race of the year, and your favourite rider is in it, up against some very serious competition, and you just LURVE to watch the 60hz 3d 4K TV back at home, and if you head back now, you can catch it.

So then you have to do some more evaluating. Ok, if I miss this motorcycle race, can do it later? or Is it really gonna bother me that much to not see it 40ms after it is transpiring, or 4 hours.

Then a birdie alights on a bike just right in front of you. One of those pesky black and white ones that nicks shiny things. You always did like those cheeky little buggers. Motorcycle Racing it is.

Sacrifice and the Criteria

So, back to Judgement. What about the judgement equation that goes like this:

To prevent harm, you could have acted, but doing so, would have caused you harm. Like, say, knocking old Alzheimer's granny who has bumbled in front of an oncoming train at a level crossing. You have milliseconds to decide. If you try to save Granny, you have a very high chance of being killed.

So, at Judgement day, which got here a lot quicker because you tried to save Granny - No, you weren't killed instantly, either. Granny, fell over, and got a nasty bump on the head. Both of your Femurs got mashed, as well as your feet. It was 2am in the morning. What was Granny doing there anyway? Doesn't her family care about her?

So, all the numbers toted up, and God (er, God's Judge Aspect) announces that outside of the Granny incident, you summed up to zero. You were a bully cunt to everyone disabled, oddball, geek and nerd in highschool. You tortured flies and kitties. But for some reason, you were a sucker for helping old ladies. About 5 of them got saved, including Alzheimers Granny. First time it happened, you were 5 years old. The adulation stayed with you forever, even though you felt empty inside.

How is the jurisprudence going to go in this situation. You sacrificed your ability to score more good points by getting your legs smooshed. You lay there in agony, bleeding out for about 20 minutes, screaming for help. Granny just wandered off. Apparently a few blocks away her daughter finally found her, and whisked her back to home. Nobody is going to remember that you saved Granny.

You always were helping grannies to make yourself look good. Why this one time, you do it when nobody's watching???

CLANK goes the Gavel.

"I have decided, that you made a score of 1, because there was absolutely no benefit for you in sacrificing yourself for someone who you kinda could already see was lost in a fog of no memory, and deafness. Please follow Mister Michael who will show you to your Heaven Shanty House in the endless fields of favelas, full of well meaning tough guys and sexy gals who actually did manage to do one good thing in their life.

So, If I am understanding this all correctly, Firstly, There is a Judgement Day.

The universe is a giant logic puzzle and math formula, so it follows that somewhere, someone is going to even do the sums on morality. I mean, logically, if Moral and Immoral can be quantified, then it must be quantified. Where this summation occurs, I don't know. Nowhere, probably. After all the Being and Doing going on in previous paragraphs, it should be obvious that even though these nutty words have no cognate in physical, concrete reality, they have a function in thought, and thought, though not concrete, is the seed that sprouts into action, as you make your decisions by sacrificing one thing for another, since one's lifetime is limited and you have to decide, often, right in the blink of an eye, to sacrifice one thing for another.

What about if the intention of an action is good, but it produces horrible horrible, maybe even Auschwitz level results? Is Mister Judgement Aspect with his Gavel and his endless ruminations and giant ledger sheets and this lifetime-long replay of everything, what does Mr Judgement think about intentions?

Ok, let's flip this around. Let's go back to Alzheimer's granny. You jumped and shoved her out of the way of the train, because normally, someone is there to go 'aww what a nice man' and it lets you pretend for a minute that you aren't a bullying, empty hearted so-and-so. It was a habit. Maybe you saved 6 Grannies from almost certain death in your life. But there is a string of some 500 battered and mangled kitties, 50000 wingless flies, 52 asthmatic teenage kids whose books you knocked out and cokebottle glasses you stepped on.

Saving Grannies seems to be worth a lot, seeing as that last one, scored you a 1. Did intention matter? I think, it was somewhere between intention and habit. Maybe for that brief flashing moment before you lost your lower parts, that you thought 'Hmmm. Maybe someone is watching me, Maybe I will even survive', for a brief split second.

And there you have an example of intention.

To do a good thing, even when nobody but God was watching. It made up for a hell of a lot senseless cruelty and animal torturing. 6 Grannies, and their families, were not prematurely separated because of you. But it was none of those other 5 before the train, that counted. Those were zeros. You did them for evil purposes. But one, extremely dangerous incident where an old woman you had already figured out must have no short term memory, and couldn't hear, even, couldn't even feel the rumble underfoot. You actually did this, because this poor old biddy, as pathetic as she was, could not help herself. And earlier that day, a coworker at the pub you were drinking at, asked you a really pointy question:

"So, you know something, I think you're a funny bastard, but you're really mean for absolutely no reason to helpless people," and then they squinted closely at your eyes to watch for an emotional reaction. "What did Sally ever do to you to warrant your constant jokes at her expense?"

This was the last person who you tried to impress by saving a Granny. They were pretty cool towards you before, but after the Granny saving incident, they hung out with you a bit at your favourite pub. It was both of yours favourite pub. And to the frumpy barmaid, you were always making wench and no-chin jokes at her and going out of your way to make a show of feeling insulted when she naturally started to disappear back behind into the walk in fridge behind the bar. This poor lass got surprised by your appearance this night, and that was when this new friend, who you quite liked, cos they seemed to really see through your callous mask into the hurt little boy. Somehow, though it couldn't possibly have been the first time, something about your new friend, and where your life was going, a crack opened up in your heart.

But does intention count then? At all?

Anarchists are always talking about the cobblestone road of good intentions, and I think that there is really no need to address the intention aspect too deeply. "Good Intentions" don't exist. It's just another unicorn like "The Common Good" and "Owing Taxes". In the foregoing narrative, the point, in case you missed it, was a little thing called "Repentance". For whatever reason, and I tried to make a nice illustration that justified this example and conclusion, the real reason you got yourself squashed and bled out to save Granny, was because your pride was hurt. You made the sacrifice, in a split second, because your pride was hurt.

But wait, isn't Pride a Sin? Hogwash! False pride is a sin. False pride is saving grannies to buddy up to someone. True pride is saving granny, regardless of the fact that nobody was watching, Granny was not going to remember, and about all there is to it, is a few hours later, your cold corpse would be found by a newsagent attendant driving down to work next to the station from whence the aforementioned train, which mind you, also, didn't bother to stop (the driver was too busy staring at his anal porn magazine with his hands in his pants), didn't really see what he hit, and thanks to you, the strike was pretty quiet cos it was just your legs, and not you standing up getting struck head on. He figured it musta just been a stick across the rails.

It was because finally, someone got through to you that night, maybe you were starting to actually notice that empty feeling inside, and starting to wonder whether anyone, in your whole life, ever loved you. Repentance is when you stop covering up your wrongdoings with pride, rationalisations, bleating that you were helpless, or some other excuse.

So, because up to that point, by the numbers, you were about -120 or so, this one moment, after a sequence of thoughts, after a question finally didn't just wash off your sheeny duck feathers, you stumbled home, and had, in a split second, to decide whether your shitty life was worth more than Alzheimer Granny's life. You made the right choice, and, it ain't so bad chewing coca and smoking weed, with all the other people whose life was worthless until they repented their wrongdoings, and ended up dead in the process. It happens a lot in the Favelas, saving children from gangster gunfights, kidnappings and accidental fires tearing up the hills.

So, ok, maybe there is reason to believe in Judgement Day, and therefore Heaven and Hell

Well, this is the point at which I am not quite so lucid. My biggest question is "What is the point of Heaven and Hell?". There is various definitions of what these exactly are. The lake of fire, the fiery pit that consumes you in an instant and dissolves your very soul, this purgatory business for people who think that judgements can be fuzzy, and superficial cries for help at the moment of doom somehow save you.

Well, I guess, if there is a hell, whether it is endless torture or not, would have to be run by a bunch of really mean guys. But would they really be mean? Maybe it is more precise, that Hell's caretakers, are Schadenfreude embodied. To the degree that the sizzling goes on for, be it seconds, hours, or endlessly.

But I find the argument about the perpetual torture or even 5 minutes of torture ridiculous. When all your flesh is burned off, and even the nerves on your skeleton have been fried, I don't think you are going to feel much more at this point.

Or let's say, it's like the pain box from Dune. Pain that is purely an intense stimuli over a sustained period. Nope, That doesn't work either. Nerves only notice change. To really be torture, they would have to alternate orgasms with total skeletal nerve tweaks, in quick succession, and if it was rhythmic, even the rhythm would be neutralised and you are back at square one.

The nearest equivalent to hell, on earth, is any situation of unrelenting sense of hopeless and helplessness. To be unable to form a concept of anything ever getting better, now we are talking. Nothing hurts as much as despair. But even still, I am pretty sure it eventually neutralises. That's what causes PTSD. The brain gets locked into a compensatory neutralisation pattern, and memories triggered by sounds and smells put you back, embodied, into your memory, because the compensator became so strong that like all things in this universe, too much of one thing, becomes its opposite.

So, I think it should be clear, that the very nature of the human nervous system, precludes any serious duration of even the most emotional torture. In fact, going back to the Judgement, you got to watch every last one of your torturous moments. Maybe also, being that you had just repented before you sacrificed yourself for Alzheimer's Granny, you got to see all of your cruelty in a new light.

I think that might qualify as a kind of earned punishment. To see yourself, doing everything you ever did, without the benefit of the filtering your hurt little ego justifying it. Probably, even if you didn't repent and die because you made the right decision about the value of your life versus anothers, going back through the whole thing all over again, except with the whole memory already in your head, with old, just dead you, watching stupid young you, in real time. Your life all over again.

If you were a real bastard, you probably would start to get quite uncomfortable after a little while, even still. An old bastard is not as flaming ignorant as a young bastard. Even an old Bastard recognises it.

So my verdict in this case, is going to be that, you relive your life on Judgement day, at real speed. If you sucked, this is hell. After this, I'd say that most bastards are gonna be bawling their eyes out, full of regret for being such a bastard. But, sorry bud. You added nothing to the universe. You took more than you gave.

It's called 'writing off' debt. You take that promissory note, and light it up, and watch it float to the ground slowly. There is no hell of torture. Judgement is hell for the wicked.

Ok, so what about Heaven?

Well, you probably have noticed that I have a tendency to go backwards, pretty much every time. For me, heaven is a puzzle. Because, for the same reason eternal torture would quickly become no sensation at all, so would endless pleasure and leisure.

This goes back to what I was talking about before about value and scarcity.

You can't possibly enjoy endless whatever you want. It's a Midas Touch fable. Sounds nice, until your mind drifts onto some other subject than pretty shiny gold.

So I'm not buying the endless leisure model of heaven. It would be boring and unsatisfying, just as eventually you would become numb to the torture of hell.

So, some more Narrative then?

Ok, let's say I am going to talk about me being struck dead five minutes after I post this. How would I feel watching my life play back, passively viewing myself. Well, I think there would be a lot of crying, for a start, seeing with perfect, God-recorded clarity every moment of my life. A lot of crying. A lot of 'ah fuck that was so fucking stupid' raging would occur too. And a lot of 'Man, you really spent a lot of time doing not very much at all, compensating for the frustration of being trapped inside invisible boxes, by social and government rules. And a lot of moments of 'Ah fuck, you always did have clear vision, that bastard got a taste of something that might have started the ball rolling on a little bit of repenting... And more than a few "Yeah, you could have tricked and charmed your way into some nice ladies pants, but instead you stayed honest, and let the girl learn something about being tricked into becoming sexually submissive."

And a whole heap of moments of, "Why didn't you stop groping that poor girl when she clearly wasn't interested?" and "aaargh, always so difficult for you to motivate yourself... But there's a reason, isn't there? Because you are wanting after things that do you no good."

At the end of it, I'm pretty sure Mr Judgement Aspect would say, "You were your own worst enemy, Loki, but you inspired so many people, you sacrificed yourself a lot when you should have stood up, but then almost equally you did stand up, and you bore the Stigmata with aplomb, once you got over yourself".

"So what do you want now, Loki? It's up to you. You have gone over that record in total detail, and so now you can see, that you deserve to have another shot."

At that point I am lost for an answer. I can't say I can describe what situation I would want to be reborn in.

"You know, it was the main thing that I always believed, though I didn't believe enough in myself, that You, well, not You, precisely, but Creator Aspect, always made things really awesome. He always led me on to better things, step by step. Let him take me apart, and respin me into something that has a sense of continuity, of continuing progress. Maybe even I need to be born even more disabled than I was, since I clearly am not short on pride. Maybe even box my mind into a cloud of poor cognitive capacity... That one in particular can really interfere with my ability to listen."

"Make my parents very proud, intellectual people, who are progressive, and trying to ruin our peaceful society and bringing Government back. Place me in a society where Your Law prevails, even if it is the only culture in the world where it is followed. Let me grow up to become a mascot, a symbol of overcoming overwhelming impediments, You can leave the permanent smile on my face from last time around. And the deep blue eyes, but this time they feel more than they judge... Let me show through the same clarity and imagination as I had this time, but without all the complicated, cold words."

Creator Aspect appears, and in his, er her, er, whatever, voice thing, says something like, "Sounds about right to me. "

Then I'm like - "Hey, wait. What about all the 72 virgins and figs and waters flowing under hoohaah?"

"Gabriel, or if you prefer, Death Aspect, has a twisted sense of humour, I thought it was pretty silly, myself, I mean, did I really make you all such goldfish attention span short that you never once noticed how too much pleasure turns into pain, and getting what you want turns your world into shit?"

"Well, let's do this thing. I'm never gonna be ready for that horrible moment 9 months after I start..."

"OH! Don't worry. In this society they give birth in dark rooms in warm water."

"whew"

"Oh, oh, This is on earth? Is it before my time or after?"

"Long after. No, not Earth. You'll love their technology...."

BLINK

Hey, I promised an idea about what God actually is. I may have touched on it before, and I made an allusion to mathematical limits. But then I descended into narrative illustrations to explain what Repentance means, how God's Judgment is actually not that complicated, I suggested that Judgement day is in fact a blow by blow replay of every second of your life (Probably you can even pause and track back, but I doubt you can fast forward), and that for bad people, this replay, is the ultimate kind of punishment in itself, and, well, I guess I ended up suggesting that if we manage to have no effect or a positive effect on the world, that we decide what we want for a heaven.

It was quite emotionally challenging for me to consider, what I would want, if I was in for my complete life replay tomorrow, and this journey was at an end. I think it opened my mind a little more. Let me get just a little bit more outside my mental box, recognising my pride as the blinder it is. And overall, I am actually looking forward to replaying my whole life from a disembodied, passive view. I hope that is what happens after death. For me it would be the perfect reward.

Anyway

God, What is God?

Well, I believe the universe starts as a vibration on an infinite dimensional loop string/surface. Like how the earth is flat from down here, but you can go around it forever and ever, without coming to an edge. Translate that into 3 dimensions.

What we see in the universe, is the endless unfolding of a resonance system with a stochastic perturbation. Space is flying apart at the speed of light, and electrons, in great clouds, are pushing matter back together with a currently immeasurable radial anisotropy. The Omniscient God does not make dollies out of clay, and breathe life into them, and then put a male and female together, in a forest where there is always tasty fruit. Sounds far too much like this silly idea of heaven as an endless holiday to me. If it was real, Eve made the right decision, and, now, I am gonna get all Old Testament Heretical and Blasphemous.

Is it not true, that the best lies are 99% truth?

Well the Serpent said, eat the fruit of knowledge, and you will become like Gods.

Let me take that apart.

First, knowledge is never a bad thing. Knowledge means, more so than just pure information, Information about the Ways of things. Really, it is just a secular way of saying wisdom, because religious people think they have a monopoly on understanding how things work. They don't. Sorry guys.

"You will become" - When, how long. Who is this We, do you mean me and every descendent until the human species completely dies out after mutating into something else? Is this a clever mathematical riddle?

My view, is that God, is the unreachable end of the infinite expansion and iteration of immutable laws, towards infinity.

You cannot see god, just as you cannot see nothing. It is impossible to encompass that which is limitless.

It's not to say there is no God, because there is. But that 'is' has to be understood in the sense of "looking into this universe from outside, in a higher universe. God's there alright. That point of super-bright light that the limit point of the eternal future of the universe endlessly unfolds into.

To our hypothetical viewer from outside, beyond the limits of our time dimension, it's all there in one, like a beautiful sculpture, that starts out simple and at an exponential rate becomes ever more complex and beautiful. God, if you like, is that progress that can never end, towards what will never be. But it will always be more tomorrow than it was today. Overall. But not uniformly. This universe is lumpy.

And these angels? Now you got me talking metaphysics...

Angels are ideas. The simpler the principle, the more concrete the character. The angel of wisdom, the angel of creation, the angel of the law, the angel of war, the angel of death.

Centralised hierarchic networks, these are in the highest abstract, a Demon of stasis and decay, fragile and life-suffocating.

Bitcoin, she is an avenging angel, the spearhead in the fightback against the Demons of devolution, of the mithra cult and the cult of samirimus, the angels of the Banking and Political and Government establishments.

If an idea is highly abstract, we are talking about archangels. As ideas become more concrete, they become more numerous and they compete with each other. They are immortal but they can be relegated to being homeless wisps, that nobody's brain wants to entertain anymore. Like sacrificing people to make the sun not dry out the crops so much, in the middle of equatorial South America. The ideas behind that one, I'm pretty sure they are stuck in dusty old books.

We humans, and all thinking beings, especially, are the platforms upon which the Angels play. When I said, how can you split infinity into 3? Well, if the infinity starts at 0, then 1, well, you can split this primitive (abstract) forms into 3. Thus the metaphorical demon host of Satan, these are the ideas that look and sound nice, but produce hell. Like eternal holiday heaven. Like Unity. Like the eternal torture hell. These 'demons' are all skin and no substance. The true angels are the opposite. On the outside they look like ugly, decrepit million year old ladies, all leathery, saggy boobs, dirty clothes, and the smell. THE SMELL!

But these dear, difficult Ideas, like Courage, Sacrifice, Pride, Knowledge, Curiosity. They always win in the end.

And as Satan deceptively said about humans becoming like gods if they ate the fruit of knowledge - The entire universe gradually becomes the one god. But it never quite gets there. Not from inside, in the cage of time. It always just moves closer and closer to greater and greater refinement, beauty, complexity, creativity. God is what shakes out in the end after the Angels battle for eternity, Sometimes it seems like the Seductive, attractive demons of Hate, Fear, Anger, Envy, Grief, Ease, are winning. But they can't.

It already happened, if you could but look from the outside in.