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Nagapattinam, India
January 3, 2005
It seems, sometimes, that ultimately all problems are entropic problems.

We can improve this... then this... then this... then-? Brick wall. Entropy. Not improving that.

And yet humanity is a marvel at diminishing entropic risk. We peel back the skins of sub-atomic secrets. The universe has seemingly from nothing (or from a gyre so total that "nothing" couldn't exist as a concept), created a child desperately trying to be its own social care worker.

But it seems there is no marvel nor creation nor child too precious to not be wiped out by the briefest flicker of, let's imagine, tectonic upheaval. "C'est la vie" says an uncaring, absent-minded Universe.

Should there be a God or Gods entrusted with our care they allow horror to an extent which defies wit to divine or wisdom to appreciate.
posted at January 3, 2005, 10:33 AM


  • At 9:35 PM, Noah said…

    Poetic, beautiful and tragically anthropic. The universe is not perfectly designed for us, silly rabbit. We are perfectly designed for an imperfect universe. The tectonic shift was just evidence that there is more than one reality out there, more than one universe. It would seem that the Muliverse is a strange and dangerous place...governed by nothing.

  • At 3:41 PM, Anonymous said…

    That's in fact the thing I always say when people appear at my doorstep at sundaymorning trying to scare me into some kind of institutionalized religion. The funny thing though seems to be that the people who suffer the most are/become the most firm believers. There you have a paradox.

  • At 4:20 PM, Anonymous said…

    Whoa! This is so different from your other website (hobbits)! I like this too, but whoa!

  • At 7:59 AM, Anonymous said…

    The paragraphs above are true, but a bit melodramatic. Life isn't all horrible. If there is a god, who knows? Maybe we're just His entertainment. A real-life diversion to the troubles of His world. Many children here play with dolls or imagine vivid dramas in their heads. Maybe all the thoughts of this world are the realities of others. What if all the "monsters" you imagined are real. Everything exists, you know. Just not all here. Think about it...


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