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Autoerotic Parenting

May 11th 2012No Comment
Breastfeeding

How adorable -- his first MILF.

Jamie Lynne Grumet, 26, of Los Angeles, defends her recent controversial Time Magazine sprawl by saying her 4 year old toddler is “more compassionate and reasoning” than other children his age who haven’t stood on a stool and sucked their college momma’s titties for an allowance. You see, Jamie Grumet is a second-generation “attachment parent”, as her mother breastfed her until she was 6 (call Freud). In other words, late term titty sucking runs in the family and they believe they’re better people for it. In fact, Grumet goes on to say, “I have never yet seen a school bully who has been attachment parented,” a curious line of reasoning since her logic implies being raised in a backpack like a fucking squirrel is the universal cure for adolescent delinquency. While it’s true that our closest genetic primate relatives do breastfeed their young for several years, I dare suggest it’s because they can’t drive to the goddamn grocery store or bottle their own breast milk.

Attachment parenting, coined by pediatrician Bill Sears, is a child-rearing philosophy that advocates home birth, baby-wearing, co-sleeping, home schooling, leashing, and a list of other child-centric techniques that eerily resemble sexual fetishes — just imagine OshKosh B’gosh as an adult club (and Bill Sears’ biological father abandoned him as a child — coincidence?). This philosophy, at least from my perspective as a non-parent, outlines a goal that includes obliging a child’s primitive demands at every stage, that may or may not result in your child sucking your titties like a Capri Sun in 2nd grade. I dare not say I can prove scientifically this parenting behavior is psychologically detrimental for parent or child, but it is most certainly my personal opinion that it is atypical or even abnormal (in the sense that the majority of women limit breastfeeding to the first year, no later than the end of the second year). If it’s imagination you lack, please consider this hypothetical situation for your reading pleasure: I’m a single father with a 4 year old daughter. After reading Bill Sears’ book I conclude that the best possible health of my daughter can only result from her sleeping with me, riding piggyback through the mall, and sucking the milk out of my penis (pretend penises could produce milk). Now imagine I have the audacity to shoot a Time Magazine pictorial for money in which my daughter is sucking my dick — you know, to improve her immune system — of which I will now defend against public suspicion by saying my daughter is more compassionate and reasonable thanks to the milk spigot that is my cock. Suffice it to say that I’m aware there is a persuasive argument that extended breastfeeding is biologically justifiable, yet there continues to be a majority cultural objection. Despite that there is no exact simile, extended breastfeeding is like — in the moral sense only — adult men desiring a 14 yr old girl who has an “amazing body.” It’s biologically “normal” for the adult male brain to respond to such anatomically developed cues, though quite something else in terms of norms established by culture (taboo and even illegal in American culture).

I believe my work here is done. With more research I’m confident I could find valid arguments to dissuade people from implementing Sears’ philosophy, particularly given that even my lay understanding of child psychology (graduated with top grades in child psyche, abnormal psyche, criminal psyche, and psychology I and II) is that the excessive placating of childish demand, whether instinctual or learned, actually impedes (if not harms) growth and gradual independence; and this speaks of nothing regarding any potential latent sexual trauma that may express itself later in the child’s life. Understandably, there are moments when extra care should be extended to your child whether that involves allowing them to sleep in your bed because of “bad dreams” or carrying them because their little leggsies are famished. Most certainly there is a healthy and psychologically responsible context for tactile or “extended” parenting that does not involve a stepladder and a leaky titty. From my perspective Jamie Lynn Grumet wants her son sucking her nipples, or dare I say, needs him to for autoerotic reasons cloaked in parenting grammar of which she’s found the pseudo-scientific justification in Bill Sears. In most cases a woman will lactate and breastfeed after giving birth until the teething cycle begins (if you don’t nurse it’s likely you won’t lactate for long, if at all), a maternal cycle that can continue as long you’ve Pavlovian trained your 8 year old to hear the ice cream truck when you undress (there are many examples of breastfeeding extending this late while defensible by the mothers). I’m sorry, attachment moms — your kid is doped on your conditioning — and you’re the one who is attached.

The Contrived War On House-Moms

May 10th 2012No Comment
Mitt Romney's Wife

Mitt Romney's penis has been in that mouth. No. Seriously. It has.

Two things happened not too long ago: Hilary Rosen said something true and Hilary Rosen apologized for it — because the last thing you want to do in America these days is offend someone with a fact statement — religion has taught us that. Though in many instances, not only is the apology fake, the person offended is often pretending as well (contrived controversy is politically strategic). Meanwhile, the political correctness that has been steadily growing over the past few decades has turned whining into a virtue, exploiting the fact that pundits work for corporations whose opinions are treated as property of the network giants that employ them. After all, the last thing a network wants is for one of their pundits to express a rogue thought about Romney’s wife that motivates the Washington Redskins to pull its ad jingle, a football team named after the violent scalping of the indigenous from which Europeans besieged this country. You see, in contemporary America you can freely say anything under 1st Amendment Constitutional protection — but you just shouldn’t because it consistently turns out you’ll be fined, fired, ostracized, arrested, or soon to be zapped by a drone laser.

D.A. Carson, Reformed Evangelical, once inspired the phrase, “Text without context is pretext.” What then did Hilary Rosen say in context that was so controversial as to warrant the campaign of political outrage that followed from the Right? She said, “His [Mitt Romney's] wife has actually never worked a day in her life; she’s never really dealt with the kinds of economic issues that a majority of women in this country are facing.” Clearly Rosen’s statement was expressed as a single, uninterrupted thought that established economic hardship as the subject, not motherhood. While it’s true that farting five Ivy League students out of your vagina is a kind of labor, it’s not employment — and it’s most certainly not the same as being a working mother as most American women are. You see, Anne Romney believes her vagina is a job creator — a job for her — but the fact is that a high percentage of American women take on the responsibility of motherhood though can’t sustain their family because they work at Staples, Mitt Romney’s economic claim to fame (Staples’ hourly pay grades in Northern VA are below poverty line for sustainable living). I understand that deciding which French artisan to build your next chateau is a challenge, but Anne Romney has never hid in a 3rd floor office bathroom stall at work and cried like I have — and I don’t even have children. In other words, Anne Romney has really only had one job in which she’s received cash — sexually pleasing Mitt Romney — and I’m pretty sure her trick to landing the $250 million dollar man is removable teeth or a vagina that can crack a walnut yet produce American Eagle mannequins.

Hilary Rosen, despite the apology demanded of her under the pressures of corporatism and political gamesmanship, made her comment when the political soup du jour was jobs and how this relates to a one percenter vying to head the State and run it like a company (and delegate power back to the states to avoid accountability). It was not her intention (nor is mine today) to criticize financial success on the merits of hard and ethical work. However, there continues to be a legitimate discussion to be had in regards to how extreme wealth has the potential to distort one’s self-image and value of others, emotionally disconnect the affluent from the working class and poor, and insulate them against hardships that millions of Americans struggle with day to day. The psychological symptoms I describe are actual, at least to the extent it has been corroborated by several independent studies. In one more recent study released by the National Academy of Sciences, wealthy people were demonstrated to be more likely to cheat, steal, and indulge a variety of other unethical behaviors (results of course subject to debate). Additionally, studies by Northwestern and Chicago Universities concluded that wealthy social circles are prone to the dehumanization of others beneath their social station, as old as any tradition of kings. Yet the Romneys need only turn to the writings of their own subscribed holy books and count the number of emphatic warnings and repudiations against wealth, the least of which preached by Jesus. It’s true, at least according to biblical account, that anti-wealth was a primary theme of Jesus’ ministry. The scriptures describe Jesus preaching in no uncertain terms that one kind of person had improbable odds of proving worthy of His Heavenly Kingdom — not pedophiles, not rapists, not homosexuals, not murderers, not even atheists — simply “the rich man (Mathew 19:23-24).” Yet this is precisely the kind of biblical injunction that contemporary, Western Christians like Romney exempt themselves, as though their omniscient god-savior’s preachments are flippant and naive, and permit exemptions like Romney’s tax return.

In conclusion, Anne Romney proudly proclaims, “I made the choice to be a stay-at-home mom,” and yet says this as though there aren’t 250 million reasons why she had that luxury of choice. This is all part of the Romney campaign’s strategic though desperate attempt to convince the American working class they are fundamentally our equals and neighbors. Meanwhile, Mitt Romney has the insurmountable challenge of convincing us he’s not Bruce Wayne — that a car elevator in mansion #2 is simply the fruit of hard work, a dream realizable by any us if only we allowed the wealthiest Americans to keep their spoils and await the growth of industry with baited breath. While the Romneys are quick to eloquently speak of America as “the great shining city on a hill,” they fail to mention it only shines because it’s being polished by nine immigrants who sleep in Romney’s tool shed.

Political Flip-Flopping Extravaganza

May 9th 2012No Comment
Barrack Romney

America has a two-party system: Flip & Flop

The past few months have been an entertaining spectacle in politics as we’ve watched Mitt the Moderate desperately reinvent himself into a right wing facsimile at the urging of a party otherwise ashamed to adopt him. He’s the son the new conservatives never wanted despite emerging as the victorious ambassador amongst a menagerie of unpalatable candidates — a waddling insider hypnotized by self-grandeur, a philandering pizza czar whose sausage-only deliveries are suspect, a fanatic sweater vest that suspiciously wears a human, a grating sound with a perm, and a Lonestar shrub that thinks the Gaza Strip is a bikini wax. To no surprise the wealthiest, tallest, white, male candidate with a full head of Grecian Formula and tincture of New England charm claims the coveted prize of nominee, but not without the battle scars of twenty televised debates during which his conservative competitors attempted to persuade the American people that Mitt Romney is the worst possible candidate to challenge President Obama in the November election.

The events to follow were straight from a politician’s handbook — page 93 to be precise. Romney started wearing mom jeans while holding a black baby, stumping the circuit with Banana Republic catalog models that he swears is his family. He also tossed a football while defending his gay, Mexican landscapers as decent people he’ll hate to see deported. He even reinvented first world problems, emphasizing how difficult it is to split profits amongst twelve investors who’ve just dismantled and sold a puppy adoption center for parts. All the meanwhile his previous conservative naysayers in the debates have rallied behind him as their idyllic totem, an exercise in conservative principle that demonstrates they will unify around the worst possible, lying, out-of-touch, ideologically inconsistent, Caucasian elitist if the alternative is the Negro version from their perspective. Yes, it’s true — Michele Bachmann openly argued that Romney implemented Obamacare, Gingrich unapologetically branded Romney a bold-faced liar, and Santorum emphatically declared Romney the worst possible Republican in the race (these are quotes, folks). Yet it only took a few weeks for Bachmann, Gingrich, and Santorum to passionately announce their endorsement — flip-flop in favor of the flip-flopper — after private phone calls and backroom meetings, a charade that hasn’t even bothered to be subtle. In fact, the Republican estimation of American intelligence is so low that they hide their hypocrisy and duplicity in plain site. I presume the conservatives realized this was the effective ploy after garnering applause lines from crowds of government employees who have been told the size of government will be dramatically reduced. But can we really blame them for applauding their own pending lay off? After all, there’s nothing quite like being a Jew who is buying an oven when a Republican smile is selling it.

Meanwhile, President Obama has been busy executing his own political strategy in response to the unfolding refashioning of Romney as a “true conservative.” In light of routine polling that indicates a close race in November, Obama has made measured moves to distinguish himself from Romney on a number of divisive issues, the most recent being the issue of gay marriage. As recent as a few weeks ago President Obama and Romney both were opposed to gay marriage. However, Obama revealed this afternoon in an ABC interview exclusive that he, after “a few years of consideration,” has reversed his position because he believes it to be “personally important.” Consequently, this is a curious reversal of position given that one generally does not change an ideological position in the same manner they might change their mind about which restaurant they’re going to eat. Nonetheless, November is coming and Obama is proving himself a politician to anyone who ever doubted it, hedging his bet in manner that may prove to backfire if the LGBT votes he gains are offset by weary Independents and Evangelicals offended by this seemingly calculated flip-flop. Bear in mind that Obama’s 2008 victory over McCain/Palin was no landslide, a mere 53% over 46% respectively — and that was when his opponent was a mumbling, elderly war vet with one good arm and a late-night Cinemax librarian who’s never checked out a book. As this circus continues I presume Obama has a bona fide challenge in defeating the white reflection of himself.

 

The Mind-Boggling World of Quantum Physics

April 4th 20122 Comments
Are We Living In A Simulation?

The Matrix Has You.

Why is there something rather than nothing? For some this is a profound question; for others it is a mere exercise in futility as useless as the Pope’s balls. Yet a perennial question of this magnitude may speak to our undying commitment to better understand ourselves by better understanding our cosmological mother. Building on the work of their predecessors, it was in early 20th century that Georges Lemaître and Edwin Hubble discovered redshift, a cosmological measurement that demonstrates the entire observable universe is expanding away from us in all directions. Redshift is so named because light seen coming from an object that is increasingly moving away affects that light’s wavelength, consequently detectable as the color red in our visible spectrum. Inversely, objects moving toward us communicate a detectable blueshift as has been observed by the Andromeda Galaxy heading straight on a collision course with our Milky Way – most certainly a party foul. Another way to understand redshift is to compare it to the more commonly understood Doppler effect by which changes to the frequency of a sound wave are relative to how we perceive the directionality of that sound. If the ambulance sounds like it’s coming toward you it’s because Lindsay Lohan needs help. Now known as Hubble’s Law, the redshift discovery is a staple of Big Bang cosmology, the theory that the universe’s expansion infers a genesis, or beginning. Hypothetically, if astrophysicists could rewind the universe like a VHS tape they would expect to see the universe condense itself into an infinitesimally dense point of gravity from which both space and time were born. Incidentally, Lady Gaga’s mother was ultimately born this way, who gave birth to Lady Gaga who recorded the chart-buster Born This Way. How Meta can you get?

If you’re confused already I’m afraid it only gets worse. While the cornerstones of post-Enlightenment cosmology are Einstein’s General Relativity and Newtonian physics (it’s “Sir” Isaac Newton because he held wine glasses with his pinky extended), more modern theorems and experiments have given rise to esoteric mysteries of quantum mechanics, co-founded by Max Planck. The most interesting thing about quantum mechanics is that it has shaken the foundations of physics and betrayed our most self-assured assumptions about the nature of the real. Because of the fact that our conventional understanding of physics collapses in the quantum realm (subatomic realm), quantum physics has attracted the attention of theists, philosophers, and metaphysicians alike. In other words, as “what in holy fuck!?” can be heard as the wail of bafflement echoing physics labs around the world, Deepak Chopra exploits his opportunity to sell more books. Yet to some extent quantum mechanics has justifiably legitimized some beliefs long-held in the tradition of religion and philosophy. Take for example the 1989 hit show Quantum Leap starring actor-extraordinaire Scott Bakula. In that show Bakula plays a scientist who has the ability to leap into the body of another person and in varying time periods. As unrealistic as this seems it is precisely what quantum physics informs us about the nature of reality at the subatomic level.

This introduces the quantum principle of non-locality. Far from being a physicist myself, non-locality is not exactly simple to explain. A simplistic definition of non-locality is that it is the phenomena of universal connectedness beyond all understanding. To illustrate this consider that particle-W instantly vanishes and reappears at some random location in the universe, followed by particle-T to some other location. Simultaneously and with no measurable lapse in time, particle-F also vanishes instantaneously, only to re-materialize across the universe with no apparent duration of time, speed, or spatial medium. To consider this thought experiment is to gain a clearer understanding of the principle of non-locality and quantum leaps, meaning that all three of those particles can have unmediated connection despite their remote distances from one another  – in other words, WTF is connecting across the entire universe. My arguably bad word-gag aside, the knowledge to be gained here is that local interaction is the only principle intuitive to our brains. All of us understand local interaction even if a physicist’s terminology is lost on us. For example, I throw you a football across the yard and you drop it because you’re White. Throwing this football makes sense scientifically because my muscles are exerting energy (supplied by food) that is transferred to the football and this accounts for the measurements of force, velocity, speed, distance, and time. Now imagine that I throw you a football, only this time it instantly vanishes from my hand and you instantly catch it – only I’m in Maryland and you’re on Saturn. Quantum theory explains this by introducing the principle of entanglement, the idea that there is no such thing as “space” and all atoms of the universe born together stay together – like a giant Mexican family. In fact, physicists say everything in the universe is still touching and that the behavior of one atom can affect the behavior of another even if seeming to be separated across the entire universe. This of course brings my hope that my masturbation is inextricably linked to Megan Fox’s twizzad. Such is the behavior of quantum particles that appear to defy the lawful speed of light according to General Relativity. Moreover, this problem of non-locality is compounded by the problem of quantum discontinuity, both indistinguishable from what we would otherwise call supernatural phenomena. In our experience objects move between points while traversing the distance in between (Zeno of Elea, 490 – 430 BC, argued motion is an illusion). If you’re standing at point B and walk to point C your Asian father will demand an A, but I digress. My point is that you have to traverse intermediate stages (cross some middle ground) to get there. This simply isn’t the case with quantum particles. Instead, particles appear, disappear, and then appear again – like Robert Downey Jr.’s career. This is a problem, particularly for Einstein who rejected aspects of quantum mechanics precisely because it upset the intellectual security of the physical realism he held dear (of which Bell’s theorem later proved didn’t exist).

Another mule kick to the physicist’s jewels is The Observer Effect. Discovered by Thomas Young early 19th century, the Observer Effect is an experiment that demonstrates the act of observation/measuring quantum particles alters their expected behavior expression. This phenomenon has been repeatedly demonstrated in what is now infamously called the double split experiment. In this experiment an electron (quantum unit) is projected through a solid stencil that has two vertical, parallel slits in it for the electron to pass through (and with a wall behind it to catch the electrons). Conventional wisdom says that projecting many electrons one at a time in this manner through the stencil should create a pattern of electrons in two vertical, parallel lines on the wall, conforming to the shape of the stencil. Yet the results manifest an unpredictable change in electron behavior. Physicists discovered that electrons do whatever the fuck they want and only get stranger when they’re observed or measured. To further understand this, imagine you have a stencil of your name (Banksy) and you intend to spray paint it on a wall using this stencil. After spraying paint through your stencil you are suddenly shocked to learn the word “Mr. Brainwash” has appeared on the wall instead. Suffice it to say this would catalyze your complete mental breakdown. Yet this is precisely the unpredictable nature of electrons, that is, until they’re observed.  In the double split experiment an electron detector (functioning as “the observer”) is used to measure the precise activity of the electrons as they pass through the slits. In every instance this measuring device is used, the electrons fulfill their behavioral expectation. Though as soon as the measuring device is removed the electrons return to defiance and unpredictability. In other words, a kind of Orwellian principle emerges – the electrons “behave” when they’re being closely watched – kind of like a class clown. In physics this is known as particle-wave duality, and this phenomenon of strange quantum behavior has prompted some to seriously consider the existence of multiple realities. The idea is that an electron only appears as either a particle or a wave to us upon observation or measurement, but in fact is both simultaneously in two overlapping realities (called superposition). Quantum superposition is the theory that a quantum particle can co-exist in all its possible states despite that human observation and measurement can only lock in on one of those possible states. Schrödinger’s Cat is the most popular thought experiment exploiting this paradox of superposition. According to the paradox, a cat is concealed in a box along with a Geiger counter contraption, a sealed bottle of poison, and a radioactive source (like a hose fed to the box). The Geiger counter has been calibrated to release the poison only if radiation is detected from the hose. Radiation is then detected and the Geiger contraption shatters the bottle of poison, killing the cat. However, according to Schrödinger in the Copenhagen tradition of quantum physics (which the majority of all physicists accept), the cat is simultaneously both alive and dead despite that we as conscious observers will be locked into an either/or commitment of perception when we look in the box. Either we’ll see the cat is dead or we’ll see the cat is alive, incidentally determining which sub-Reddit category we’ll post the picture of this shit.

Perplexed, the physics community is hard at work trying to figure out why all this sorcery is happening and to what extent it has practical applications. Meanwhile, physicists are fairly conclusive when they say that particles exist as a wave of possibilities, bouncing in and out of stable and chaotic states like Charlie Sheen. In effect, reality is a meta-cloud of unpredictable subatomic potential in which anything could happen anytime (still looking for that one missing sock?). Meanwhile, in attempt to reconcile the supernatural incomprehensibility of the subatomic, physicists have returned to the intellectual boot camp of equation  formulation, desperate to find a single mathematical theorem that unifies the school of classical physics with quantum mechanics. Regardless of whether we accept Membrane Theory, String Theory, Quantum Gravity Fluctuation Theory, or Universe Sex Theory (universes have sex to create baby universes), only one thing is clear — the closer we look the stranger things get — and I don’t mean RuPaul’s crotch. Though some are content to say these quantum mysteries justify the belief in a Supernatural Deity, scientists continue to work hard at theories that have demonstrable explanatory power. One such theory popularized by Nick Bolstrom and perhaps inspired by Alan Turing’s work is Simulation Theory — the possibility that we are living in a digital simulation. This theory has been proposed for decades despite its newfound excitement in pop culture thanks to sci-fi films like The Matrix. Simulation Theory has philosophical merit by way of these points: (1) It resolves quantum mysteries like non-locality and Observer Effect, and other phenomena the defies sufficient explanation (2) It builds on the fact that information is an irreducible feature of existence and that genetic switches in organic DNA are analogous to 1′s and 0′s in binary code, and both are prone to viruses (3) It offers an explanation for consciousness as being “virtual” much like dreams and memories are virtual (4) It has statistical probability since we are evolved animals now building Artificial Intelligence that, in turn, could mean some past civilization built AI of which we are now the virtual expression. While Simulation Theory is attractive to several renowned scientific philosophers, it has its naysayers due to the fact that it’s practically unfalsifiable. In fact, simulation theory is so fundamentally axiomatic that its testability eludes our traditional methods of inquiry and demonstration. In other words, if we exist only as the virtual output of a machine built over a million (or billion) years ago there would be no surefire way to awake from this quasi-state, or to be sure that we did. In effect, we would all be Bruce Willis in The Sixth Sense — and I shudder to think M. Night Shyamalan is The System Administrator.

Nonetheless, proponents of Simulation Theory defend an interesting case, however fantastic. If we are a simulation creating simulations (e.g. Second Life and Sim City) then perhaps the System Administrator of our simulation left us clues this is the case (e.g. or introduce themselves into their own simulation). Some argue that these clues will express themselves in the form of glitches in the simulation (e.g. déjà vu) or deliberate intelligent signatures embedded in the simulation (e.g. mathematics and digital code). Bear in mind that all of material existence in the universe, including our own bodies, is primarily comprised of space (though theoretical physicist Lawrence Krauss is revolutionizing how we define “empty” in quantum mechanics). In some very real sense, we virtually exist. Thus in the science fiction blockbuster The Matrix, as Neo (Keanu Reeves) was challenged to “bend the spoon,” he was instructed to first understand the spoon didn’t exist — the “spoon” was merely a virtual construct; a mental form codified in language. Similarly, when we feel a rock as “hard,” hardness is a property constructed by our brains — a rock is actually made of electrons that whiz in and out of existence at the quantum level in a virtual cloud — though I would never test this proposition with your face.

I don’t like the idea that the moon disappears when I’m not looking.” — Albert Einstein (1879 – 1955)

You Are A Star — Shine On.

March 10th 2012No Comment
You are a star

Truth is stranger than fiction.

Imagine for a moment that you are all alone in a field in some far off land on earth — and this land is ripe for your arrival — just you. Absolutely isolated, incomprehensibly alone, you approach a blooming field on the slopes of an adorned hill called Ignorantia where the flowers stand healthy, tall, and resolute as if saluting the sky like a decorative Nazi obeying joy. In this field you notice a particular flower, a flower unlike any flower you’ve ever seen. Now drunk in your sobriety, you focus on this flower so magnificent that a butterfly’s landing would insult it. Daring to approach this flower you feel yourself stirring in your mind and soul as though you’re about to unwrap a gift unworthy of receiving, comparable only to someone handing you a present that contained the life you should have lived. Imagine, at last, that you stand before this rare flower and pluck it, instantly succumbing to a revelation — pardon — realization! There is no secret knowledge — only unlearned knowledge, my friend. You pluck this flower and it intrudes your senses like a thief who broke into your home and left you something while stealing your heart.

In this field, utterly alone like the last pawn on a chess board, you connect to this flower with all your senses, inhaling its aroma as though CPR had just revived a king. The flower then says: “Can you handle the truth?” Of course this flower doesn’t speak in words, but is received in words by your mind nonetheless. “I hope so,” you bewilderingly reply, your baited breath suspended in the aura of this magnificently surreal treaty with this statue of flora. Thus this flower, ontologically indescribable in itself, persuades, “You are a star.” “A star?” you inquire with puzzled yet biting retort. “All your life you’ve been pursuing the truth and now you have it.” “This can’t be so!” you passionately reject. “My religion is more spectacular than that!

Thus the flower continues: “All your life you’ve been searching to inhale me — the time has come and the truth is dressed in petals, not robes — existing only to help you realize yourself. A long time ago a beautiful nuclear reaction occurred and this reaction was your mother. The elements of your Periodic Table sprung from this reaction like gazelles of realization, atoms smashing atoms in a poetry elusive to your arts. Dumb though determined, the simplest blocks of existence forged a dance across eons to perfect the organic orgasm known as you. Carbon fought better than your best army, denying glory as it tempered itself through heat and fire as an anonymous soldier indifferent to awards. At last, after durations of time your clocks have no hands to handle, the molecular formula was complete. From bacteria to bonobo, you were wonderfully made. From a star you were born as to know itself.

No less than stunned you reply, “Why did you tell me this?” To which this flower responded, “Out of all the tempting flowers of this field you chose me — and yet I’m the flower that betrays ignorance.

*Music composed and played by Brad Barrett.