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 VAIN HUBRIS!!

The micro and macro cosmos seem to be each other's entrance and exit gates ... When we're all alone and lonely we dream of  being part of a group. When the group becomes  bigger than two, it will slowly start falling apart  and split up one day.
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Is it 'the fault' of the expanding multiverse??!  The macro ever expanding multi-verse being, the progenitor of the entropic centrifugal tendencies for which only the 'forever-compounds' have a more indeterminate
shelf-life than our more mortal and temporal dimensional status.
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When we're poor we dream of socialism and getting rich at the same time. Once we're comfortable and safe we turn into selfish Neo-liberals, only dreaming of more. No matter the consequences. The destruction of  'the self' and everything and anybody else..
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In ways my own banishment to the rhetorical wilds of temporal anonymity and relative insignificance were a fortuitous blessing of my initial contingent rejection of the lifestyle and culture to which I was exposed as an undergrad at Yale, before the banishment to the military and civilian functionary roles provided the context for my now conviction for minimalism versus the trappings-of-wealth.

I saw the whorish degradation of principles for opportunism-the genesis of estrangement with our sense of empathy with or sympathy for others beyond perfunctory, self-flattering mouthing's of the moment's platitudes. That was one Hell the inconvenience of having a low-Draft-# did for me [though I give it this belated, retrospective appreciation now]. I still had decades of the subsequent topic's, 'super-structural/infrastructural reconstruction', to get even this far..
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We live in times that can be labeled as a 'super-structural reconstruction'. But like a plastic   surgeon, on the ruins we build the same kind of  monster. Only with a different face and tempting  Botox lips resembling a baboon's ass...
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I think quite frequently of the Mary Shelley's  Frankenstein's we've created in what's essentially the superficial, super-structural  reconstruction that's the e-z cosmetic, surrogate  for the  infrastructure reconstruction that we as  conscientious individuals  should   do as  the-life-sacrifice
for  our holistic well-being.

What roles we perform, what status or influence We  have are just the wardrobe superstructure make-up camouflage of self-delusion to ourselves of what we haven't done [which comes down to the ironic  'nihilistic sacrifice' we don't conceive or dare to, hypothetically, speculate about].

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