Alas, egocentrica mammalian wants to be more than an electro-chemical mass of grey goop, housed in a calcium shell, and so he actually formulates neuro-circuits within that goop to prove he is more than a fissured fatty deposit.
Over many centuries he developed language circuits for which to devise, and babble about incessantly, ever more complex and complicated concepts like “consciousness,” “mind,” “thought,” “intellect,” (and even “concept”) as a means of removing himself from the mechanistic processes that he has absolutely no control over, yet cannot exist without.
There is nothing in the universe that is NOT material and egocentrica mammalia is an electro-chemical, gaseous bag (molecular material) of skin-encapsulated organic cellular tissue, entirely directed by a force, he deludes himself into “thinking,” he has control of, as opposed to it completely controlling him.
Egocentrica mammalia maintains the absurd belief that his ‘self’ is more than just electrified brain circuits. Hence, he conceptualizes all manner of immateriality, i.e., consciousness, subconsciousness, mind, thinking, conscience, soul, spirit, non-duality, enlightenment, etc, etc, as a means of reinforcing his innate programmed narcissistic drive to assert dominion over all he surveys and, obviously, grant himself permission to destroy all he surveys, based on whatever sociopathic whim takes his fancy, directly associated with the socio-cultural programming of the time period he was thrust into by no choice of his own, but that he cannot disengage with (since it's tucked up in his skull).
We have electro-chemical impulses wildly dashing, hither and thither, through neurally charged gelatinous tissue and those impulses entirely influenced by external stimuli and, subsequently, influencing other previously formed circuits, respond as programmed, thereby, acting upon the universe in ways decreed by that causal order.
Hence, all ego-centered experience is nothing more than an electro-chemical 'experience’ of brain processes or the brain experiencing its own electro-chemical transmissions. These 'experiences" are then run through language circuits to provide "concepts" for which to superimpose upon the experiences and make them all peachy keen special.
Your entire life is made up of experiences you apply concepts to as a means of actually knowing the experience, but only conceptually. You have never really experienced anything at all, because thought happens before you think it. Therefore, a fearful thought is devoid of the experience that caused it and what is feared is the concept superimposed upon the experience.
The "thought" impulses that led to Einstein's E=mc2 are no different, electro-chemically, than the thought processes which demanded he perform his morning bowel movement. Neurally charged electro-chemical impulses transmitting through miles of microscopic dendritic wiring, subsequently, arriving in the brain’s language centers with the conceptualization, “damn, I gotta take a shit.” Language has always been egocentrica’s greatest curse, because it demands every brain stimulated impulse have a label (like “shit”)Sorry, but you really aren’t the awesomely unique snowflake you’d like to think you are and, it’s that narcissistically unique circuitry that is your main obstacle in experiencing the causal order on its terms and not based on the symbolic concepts you superimpose upon your experience of the predetermined causal order. The natural order reflects no such narcissism and it is unique to egocentrica mammalian condition, but only in relation to overpopulation and self-extinction, which their narcissism immanently portends as a future inevitability.
Hence, even a "concept" itself is material, being made up entirely of electrified chemical transmissions that the electro-chemical “self” has no control over. A "thought" is an electrically charged impulse and “mind” is itself nothing more than aggregate brain processing in electrified goop, obviously experienced in your head. As neurons fire off in my language centers, allowing me to string together concepts from my memory banks, I can feel my cranium encased thinking-cap hard at work, in this very moment, making some kind of fooking sense outa all this sheit.
However, I have no delusion of some nebulous experience called “mind” or “consciousness,” simply neuronal transmissions zipping around in my skull and so, I have little to worry about in terms of what pops up in my head, since what pops up will inevitably pop up with no help from “me,” as is always the case. I just sit back and wait to see what arises because something always does. It’s guaranteed!
The same impulse transmissions that bounce around in a cat’s cranium dance around in your head, except you apply language circuits to experiences that allow you to conceptualize fictional realities, or symbolic fabrications, that are meaningful to a fictional “I-me,” but mean absolutely nothing to the cat or any other entity in nature. Clearly the natural order takes a long hard, but totally indifferent, piss on your self-actualizing fictionally symbolic parade of dreams, goals and aspirations.Yet, egocentrica mammalian’s do not wish to be deconstructed into nothing more than electro-chemical processes in membranous grey goop. Egocentrica demands that, somewhere deep in his neuronally charged thinking-cap there exists a sacred “soul,” or divine “spirit” and he proclaims that much of his thinking is not normal impulse transmissions, but truly “spiritual” and sacred.
When he “meditates,” (concept) and thereby, seeks to control his neuro-circuitry, he attaches grave significance to this goal as a means to further increase his narcissistic, self-absorbed fictional self-actualizing through empty symbolic practices. Yet, he merely need observe the undaunted repose of a stationary house cat to realize there is nothing “spiritual” about it, since the domestic house cat has no prescribed ritualistic practices and simply sits still until some instinctually programmed demand takes over.
But, alas, and to his detriment, egocentrica mammalian’s cannot simply sit still. On the contrary, their predetermined role in the causal order is to invent symbolic realities for which to perform activities so as to self-actualize a fictional self that has its actual origin in brain circuitry.
Egocentrica’s neural programming demand actions and behaviors be productive (thereby, reinforcing fictional realities and associated symbolic actions) and have meaning outside that as provided by a predetermined causal order that caused his very existence to ‘happen’ in the first place. Hence, he must devise a constructive concept to give meaning and purpose to any stillness he proposes to engage and he does this, over and over, ad nauseam, until he loses focus on what anything means.
To sit on your fat arse and do nothing must have a productive outcome or product, hence, egocentric stillness must be sacred and have profound implications. Egocentrica can’t just sit his ass down and stop fooking with everything. On the contrary, his not fooking with everything must lead to something special that only he finds productive, because his patently absurd symbolic meanings can be found nowhere else in the natural world.
As a result, egocentrica mammalian’s ‘sitting still’ has now become a purposeful endeavor called meditation, involving all manner of hocus pocus, voodoo “chakras,” levels of consciousness, enlightened states, etc, in complete ignorance of the fact that all this empty conceptual sheit is happening right there in the 3lbs of fat packed tightly between his ears.
Egocentrica dances about in euphoria over his newly found “spiritual awakening,” never once considering the neurochemical interactions of dopamine and serotonin, swimming around in his skull that made this bliss bunny state possible. Nope, it definitely was not the actions of neuro-circuitry, but the Great Pumpkin of Universal Divine Cosmic Oneness that gave him his “enlightenment.”
But fear not egocentrica mammalians of the world!
Your ludicrous conceptions of an immaterial universe are part of that predetermined causal order. Your silly conceptual babbling about enlightenment, awakening, non-duality, etc, are causally ordered for cosmic joviality. Your inane meanings and purposes have provided the always unfolding causal order with centuries of comic relief. Your constant need to self-actualize a symbolic entity you call “I-me” has always been on the predetermined causal menu and the universe absorbs all your symbolic sufferings with complete indifference….and maybe a few shits and giggles.
Can you see your purpose yet?
Doesn’t matter though, you’re doing it whether you see it or not.
Artwork by Christophe
