Intelligence: artificial, synthetic, original,
invisible, immortal, and free.
For some reason this original/organic
“intelligence” is not so satisfied with death. It
fears, and is taught, that death is its end. It wants
to survive death, not realizing that it already has, does,
will do, but/and tempted by dreams and dreamers, seeks to
unite with <drum roll>: The Singularity.
Suppose it was possible for “intellect” (as distinct
from “intelligence”), to make a mirror of itself in
self-composed states of matter. If we read the
dreamers of AI, Android, Borg, Terminators, Skynet, and
Avatars: Its doable. When I was in high school,
a major magazine (been many iterations of this urge to
popularize “science”, since): Predicted I would be flying
back and forth to work in my own private helicopter.
There were even drawings and pictures of experiments.
I instead got the Vietnam War, Donald Trump, bad
knees, and a great life. Like all of us, we pay prices
for Life. So, you love your child, and your child
loves you. Will those carbon-based “feelings” transfer
People who want to better human beings are very
dangerous. We don’t satisfy them in some fashion, and
they want to fix us. Or maybe themselves -
Okay ... I make a device that is basically a
mechanical arm. I put a silicon chip in the arm, and
power sources, imitative of better living through
redesigning human capacities, and hopefully it can’t be
In some fashion or other, the problem of connecting
the chip to my brain has been resolved, and we hear of
thoughts moving the arm. Fantastic, needed, and
amazing all in one.
Still not noticing the glaring Other-Question: “Okay,
if the thoughts moved the arm, ... What moved the
thoughts?” Just asking.
So, ... scientists still don’t know what consciousness
is. Don’t have a clue. Oddly, they don’t
actually study consciousness. It could not be more in
front of them, you know, being themselves presumptively
conscious. They do seriously study
“matter”. Without a doubt we have amassed more data on
matter then-ever. Need silicon to help us count,
though. And remember. And spell, and add, and
correct the camera adjustments before <finally>: we
get to play: Hit the button.
What I want to know is whether or not my robot body
gets to scratch itches. Or get a back scratch from a
kind friend. Or, get held on dark days.
Oh don’t worry, sing the siren songs: We have Imagined
a holo-deck, so we can certainly build one, maybe, if
we can just catch that “god” particle in action. And
virtual reality too. What’s left of your consciousness
(might miss some of it during the transfer - seems likely
even), What’s left can easily be made to believe.
Virtual Reality Full Sensory Experience, with all the latest
wonders in enhanced powers; coupled to a carefully manicured
“what it all means”, so what’s left of You, won’t care about
A world of machines, part human (?) = Matrix, ... and
dozens of other imaginative future anticipations, that only
SciFi generates. All the same, The Machine will
always be a Monster.
Necessary Momentary Inter-dependencies.
Intellect seeks survival, if the world loses physical bodies
(flesh), and some (who etc.) become purely spiritual: Who
gets left behind the New Jerusalem.
The “Why” is among all the oldest stories of how “this
World” came to be. Crucial question: the split and
purpose of “heaven And (?) earth”? Or, in
another mode: Where-from comes the Wild?
A case in point: Men And(?) Women? The Gods,
being Gods, discovered or invented: sensation, an aspect of
experience. Sensation: sensational, sensual,
sex. With a very nice, non-silcon, driver: Connected
to urges to reproduce the species. Pan, being dragged
by his Nymphs, into the stream because he won’t keep himself
clean enough, yet mostly the wild at play with the rush of
The split of what-had-been into Heaven and Earth, gave
Order out of Chaos. Not random Chaos, but the original
“chaos” of the realm of the Uncreated and Unformed.
Seriously artistic order. The human being was
designed, and created, and does most of the healing, and the
thinking, and the working, already. Sure, for profit
in a competitive market, robots are able to do repetitive
tasks, but they can’t make a human baby, or the cycle of
life that feeds all of us.
Human beings are always going to be superfluous to
concentrated wealth. On Earth. In Heaven,
whether you believe in It or not, human beings are not
superfluous at all.
Thinking we can build a better body will just go
through endless experiments that allow us to truly use our
young as an endless supply of parts, for the intellect,
<without intelligence>, that drives the war machine.
I’m >writer here< demanding, by the way, that
some scholar of Steiner, get off the pot, and collect in one
volume all the dire predictions that he made, implied,
invented sarcastically, to audiences that were very hard to
love, all to see if he could shake up their mushy thinking
by scaring it a little. Good story tellers always go
Grimm when necessary.
An untrained and undisciplined imagination will always
think the worst, when viewing “either/or”s.
“Both/and"s, on the other hand, are unlimited is
scope. Will “Sorat, and the Great Evils” (sounds like
staid excuse for a punk-rock band), destroy the Creation?
If they could have, they would have done the dark deed
already. Why wait to have so much fun.
This means something more is going on than: Dances
with Good and Evil, to the Mechanical Monster Mash.