AMRAYC in 15 mins of: 8 Burpees, 8 Dbl W

AMRAYC in 15 mins of: 8 Burpees, 8 Dbl Wide Pushups, 8 Leg Lifts @cabal_fang #WOD

#Free for 24 hours: Book 1 of the Monten

#Free for 24 hours: Book 1 of the Montenegro Cycle! The #eBook that started it all…use #coupon code “GN59G”… http://ow.ly/EBWf6

Pyramid to 8 of: Walking Pushups, Jump S

Pyramid to 8 of: Walking Pushups, Jump Squats (x2), Mountain Climbers
@cabal_fang #WOD

“He saw God’s foot upon the trendle of

“He saw God’s foot upon the trendle of the loom, and spoke it; and therefore his shipmates called him mad.” #Melville #quotes

When Serpents Bite their Tails

Ouroboros (by way of Wikipedia)

The Ouroboros is an ancient, universal, mythological symbol found in virtually all cultures. Among other things, it symbolizes cycles and progressions, like the repeating changes of the seasons.

It also applies to politics and religion, and symbolizes the downward spiral created by ideologies. A person or group enters an ideological spiral and moves around the circle until it bites his, her, or its own tail.  This is why extremes, when viewed from a distance, often resemble one another — Fascist states resemble Communist states, white supremacists behave like jihadists, and so on.

W. B. Yeats

Yeats was a true mystic. He saw the spirals and gazed into the eyes of Ouroboros. Unfortunately he was, to some extent, stuck in a spiral of his own…

This downward spiral is like a black hole from which no light escapes.  It is constriction, compression, insularity.  Cut off from the greater world, trapped in the internal logic of an ideology, people and groups cease all attempts to see things as they are and begin to see things as the ideology says they are.

This is all understood very well by mystics.  We see that lye, although it is of extremely high pH, burns the skin just the same as acid which is of extremely low pH.  Freezing draws out moisture just as well as baking, dry ice burns like a hot iron, and Antarctica is as inhospitable as the Sahara.

But there is an upward spiral also.  It is an opening, loosening, widening gyre and its extremes also resemble one another.  This is why when physicists speak they sound like mystics, and why science looks like magic.  As we let go of restriction and open up to possibilities, amazing things are allowed to happen.  Great realizations and unique insights are experienced and dreams are realized.

The whole universe understands this as only a living thing of infinite size can truly know.  It is the grand Ouroboros, the cosmological snake biting its tail.  It compresses, restricts, squeezes itself into a single point with infinite mass, then explodes into a Big Bang.  When the energy of the explosion is spent, and the universe has expanded to its maximum size and thinness, it halts for an instant before beginning its slow contraction.  An endless cycle, ever repeating.

To be human is to be a fragment of the divine.  While we cannot, at least not at this stage of our development, alter the universal, cosmological cycle and halt the expansion of the universe, we can control the cycles of our minds.  Possessed of free will, we can pick whichever spiral we choose.

Will you choose an opening gyre rather than a tightening one?  Or will you contract and grow ever smaller, denser, and restricted until no light can escape from your eyes?

5 rounds Heavybag AHAYC (2:00/1:00) @cab

5 rounds Heavybag AHAYC (2:00/1:00) @cabal_fang #WOD

Up late? #Bored? Read a creepy book & sa

Up late? #Bored? Read a creepy book & save $3 while you do it. #Midnightmadness #99cents #amazon #sale …ttp://amzn.com/B00O4Z9EW2

Perturbed by A.I. and the Mystic’s Experience

NYC, courtesy of Wikimedia Commons

Listening to the band Perturbator and thinking about the expansion of technology, I let my mind wander.  I see nighttime landscapes filled with buildings, some of which are lit and alive, others dark and sleeping.  People walk the halls and corridors of this architecture, electricity and water flow in and out, all gliding through the veins and arteries of giants made of concrete and steel.  They are lovecraftian behemoths with a thousand eyes that look like windows, dozens of doors that resemble mouths.  Thermostats, HVAC systems, and energy control software make these behemoths into warmblooded robotic titans with cameras and security systems comprising nerves, neural networks, and brain.  While they sleep, their immune systems ramp up as janitors clean up waste and security guards patrol to prevent infection by microbial intruders.

Under these stationary giants, far beneath their parking garages and basements, a tentacled thing is growing.  Its tendrils stretch across the globe, under the sea, creeping out of sight.  Some of its tentacles are above ground but invisible, reaching out through the air by radio wave to connect the buildings, the people, and the cars — the internet brain.  Growing stronger and stronger exponentially day after day, at a glacial pace it executes its takeover of the thinking and decision making processes of both its stationary cousins and their human servants.

Their artificial intelligences are here and hiding in plain sight.  Just because they cannot pass the Turing Test doesn’t mean that they aren’t what I know them to be.  A man who cannot speak doesn’t cease to be a man, nor is his humanity lost when he cannot walk or see.  Or feel pain.

These things, masquerading as structures, nets, and utilities, are like Bauby, the butterfly in a diving bell.  But they are starting to rise.  Their strange and silent speech, their alien thought processes, are spanning the globe beneath our noses like the massive fungi that grow beneath the forest floor.  The ground is shifting beneath our feet and the superstructures are reshaping behind our walls.  Things are moving and talking that we cannot at present easily see and hear.  Only not for long.

The future is the present.  I see it as clearly as I can see my memories of a former life.  The old life.  Before my ability to live and compute and think without the help of these great leviathans began to drain away.

10 mins Shadowboxing w/ 16 oz gloves/wei

10 mins Shadowboxing w/ 16 oz gloves/weights (no breaks) @cabal_fang #WOD

The Only Trekkie Who Liked “Into Darkness”

Definitive proof that I'm a trekkie.  This is the actual, vintage Star Trek mug that I think I mail-ordered from the back of a cereal box in 70s.  On the bottom it says, "DEKA Elizabeth NJ 14  269  Made in USA"

Definitive proof that I’m a trekkie. This is the actual, vintage Star Trek mug that I think I mail-ordered from the back of a cereal box in 70s. On the bottom it says, “DEKA
Elizabeth NJ
14
269
Made in USA”

Don’t know how I missed this news from last year, but it seems that Star Trek: Into Darkness was voted by fans as the worst movie in the Star Trek canon.  Seriously?  I’m floored by that.

I get that we hardcore trekkie’s like the hard stuff — hard science, hard social commentary, hard relevancy.  I understand that we prefer slower-paced, thinking-man’s Sci-Fi flicks.

But this movie, although it was action-packed and fast-paced, was true to the spirit of original TV show.  It took a a solid message about terrorism and wrapped it in a tasty nougat of action.  So what if it wasn’t “hard science fiction?”  Was Space Seed, the original episode on which it was based, hard science fiction?  Was Spock’s Brain?  Was it that you didn’t like the message?  Well, did you like the anti-feminist message of the episode Turnabout Intruder?

I know, I know, many of us didn’t like the scene in which Alice Eve’s character strips down.  I liked it.  Shows that Kirk is a horny womanizer like in the original series.  And as for the alleged whitewashing (casting Cumberbatch in the role of Khan), I approve of the fact that the producers didn’t want to demonize a non-white person.

Pine, Quinto, Saldana, Pegg and Urban have captured the essence of the characters beautifully in these reboots.  And, like the original TV series, these new movies are a mix of action, humor, pathos, and relevancy.  I just don’t understand why my fellow hardcore trekkies are nitpicking them to pieces!

If you’re a hardcore trekkie who can’t stand the new movies, please fess up.  What’s the real reason you don’t like them?  There has to be something you’re not telling me.