Before there was anything that mattered everything that would ever be existed , it was the essence of totality , it was without dimensional constriction or necessitated form . Optimistically speaking time had no relative realism to its progression because realistically nothing had happened yet . As it continued it became according to its innate inflections as a functionally integrable form . The questionably understandable nature of its conjunction was an omnipotent directive beyond necessitated action or morphological construction . The enigmatic consciousness of it's relatively interrelated conception was spontaneous and yet it continued without elemental omniscience .
As the relative complexity of its interrelations evolved dimensional consistence was born . Humanly understandable laws of physical integration governed many facets of its conjunction yet the totality of its ramification was beyond humanly realistic conjecture .
The organic morphology of biological ontogeny was a conceptually reflective derivative of functional physical mechanics yet its diversity exceeded its physical complexity , understanding evolved . Relatively extraneous interpolations of adhesively practical extremity succeeded in a hierarchy of functionally integrable forms .
Retrospectively speaking pragmatic practicality is a humanly rational possibility . Rational logic can conceive of individually totalitarian structural forms , yet the implosive nature of their rational cohesiveness becomes a practical partiality due to the diversity of their definitive impetus .
Perhaps the essence of our being is the logical counterpart for the matrix of our subjectively conclusive social fragmentation , or perhaps we are evolutionally incapable of cumulatively rational correlation . Problematic diversity could be perfectible on an individually infinite level or contrarily perhaps ubiquitous causality is the ultimate survivor .
In any case it is beyond our subjugatively rational cohesive coercion to intercede en masse on our own behalf as an integrated unit. Our conceptual abilities have been thwarted by the unmitigatedly individual nature of our extraneous conclusiveness .
When science morphs wings it turns into a dragonfly rotating and rerouting the wind which changes the sound we hear etc etc~~ Random inspired thought by reading this interesting piece. I like science but I don't agree with all of its hypothesis, yet I think it creates a wonderful visual story to manipulate. Like the universe for an example.
Since I love words and you use a lot of big words, I am overwhelmed by it because it takes my brain to higher levels. I love this so much Bruce I have to reread again soon :) and I also understand your frustration.
I think the verbosity of this is unnecessary, alliteration and all, and considering what you're trying to communicate is something reflective of the human condition you might want to tailor it in a way that suits a broader audience.
That aside, I completely understand you're existential musings, from the beginning of the universe as nothing and everything at once to what it came to be.
I also understand that by trying to understand something so existential we are further disconnecting us from the basest of human conditions which is the actual appreciation of the unique time and place we exist in.
It's true that no amount of "understanding" makes the "appreciation" any easier, as they exist as two sides to what makes a person who they are. You can't overwork one side and expect it to compensate for a lack of spiritual or personally understanding. To find true comfort we have to find peace with ourselves and the raging current of our thoughts.
Nice write... maybe you should give some thought to making it a bit more... layman. As I said, when you combine an intense concept with an equally intense diction you are making it difficult for people to understand, and more importantly, appreciate.
Speculations, inventions, and distant cognitive considerations? "Untitled" is an apt name for this collection of sophisticated babble loosely targeting the ultimate of human considerations. Do you believe in such a thing as revealed knowledge? Do you dream of things of which you have had absolutely no experience? Is there a chain of racial memory which may float into cognition from time to time. There is so much to consider.
So all of the energy was in one place but nothing was
going on? And the best we can postulate is what?
This energy somehow became intelligent and got bored with doing nothing. Even though without time
passing or any perceptible change in state how would
it be able to think or realize it was bored. Which is the
part we may never be capable of understanding. I however believe this to be true. Once This fundamental energy realized the state it was in
boredom drove it to suicide. So it blew itself up.
This of course means we live in a suicidal universe.
Which also happens to explain why man loves to blow
I read it twice, and still came out feeling like I could not completely grasp the message being communicated.
The use of so many words leaves it very convoluted - though it has an interesting affect on the reader - the second time I read it, I read it aloud - the alliteration was quite beautiful besides - though I still felt lost.
It's seems to me that the theme is God/Cosmology/and the orgin of life - though even of that I can't be entirely sure.