It’s early in the morning, about 5am and I’m sitting here in Amsterdam, where there is a chill in the air even though I’m sort of sitting inside with a cup of coffee. The steam from the hot beverage is lazily rising as I stare at it, as it whisks off into what appears to be nothingness and then it hits me.
Yes what hits me is the fact that every “word” which can be said has been “said”, every note that can be played has been “played” and so on. This is a stark cold feeling to think that all things in as such exist in “absolutes” as if every “word” has been said then what do we have to say? While yes, I fully understand the fact we sort of invent new words every year so is this epiphany really valid? I could argue till the cows come home that each “new” slang word is really a hybrid of yet a predecessor word which has been “said” already so we are simply messing with destiny.
However that’s not the argument which I’m looking to make today as I’m waxing about “absolutes” and not hybrids. As what does it mean that everything has been said, is the “fact” of the “actuality” is becoming the “reality”? In other words is our world, our being one of absolutes?
As this reminded me of back in Jr High for a literature class I had to read a story and in fact I can’t remember the name, yet it’s point is sort of set at the dawn of the computer era (big computers not PC’s, I’m old ok) where an Asia Cult (implied near Tibetan) buys a computer from the firm of the day (implied as IBM). The purpose you ask, simple enumerate all the names of “god”, basic enough task right?
Well the implied hero (if you can call him that) is a computer programmer and team lead whose job it was to achieve the task. All the while the team feels they are being held captive by the cult (metaphorically) and they will be killed upon completion, yet in turn when the end of the task is near, they are released. Fleeing the mountainous area on horseback at night with what they believe is their lives, they start to recount their feelings of the task and learning’s while captive. Then abruptly our hero looks down at his watch then mentions the final job should now be finishing an glances skyward and saying only “the sky is clear and the stars are gone” before the story ends abruptly…