Information = Food
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What Man refers to as “information,” equals “food,” and Life develops and grows through Man’s expanding ability to accept and process new food. (From this basis, you might also be able to see ordinary psychology as a study of “what-people” swapping recipes.)
When ordinary people pursue activities mechanically pertinent to their own systems, they are seeking small amounts of new food/energy, but this is so controlled by their present position in the energy-grid as to cause Red-circuit-people to seek out only new sports, and Yellow-circuit-people to search for new books, and soon all possible nooks and crannies are filled, and low level boredom reigns anew. It is in your own expansion of areas designed for the future that freedom from this stagnation lies.
Most of Man's “arts” are but D's reminder of its continuing influence. (So much for Michelangelo, Merle Haggard, and Reader's Digest)
How alluring, captivating, and strangely satisfying to immediately feel and voice opposition to the new and unexpected. How foreign, illusive, and curiously disturbing to be a channel for the fresh and surprising. This is not due to “individual psychological problems,” but is, rather, a reflection of a complex chemical reality.
Man is hard-wired for stagnation. His perceptions of his own circuitry are based on binary programs, and nothing less than access to the main frame will reveal data necessary for extenuation of the system.
You can note how all mortally perceivable pursuits, structures and institutions will, in time, lose their extreme variations, and settle somewhere in the more placid, middle areas of the Wave Phenomena. Extremes always herald coming change in the charge of a certain nexus in the Grid, inevitably followed by a leveling-out period in preparation for yet another change. Men, too, are once given to mechanical extremities, but soon fall in the hands of the Phillistines-of-Familiarity.
(At what age did you shed your extremes, and where oh where, did you leave that shocking coat, or dress of many disturbing colors?)
J.