Simple Math

I thought I was done with indie rock, but I'll be damned if I can stop playing this song.

I don't follow it, or even listen much anymore (I have recently re-acquired much of the Neutral Milk Hotel catalog--but that's more for how they transcend indie than how they capture it)--but damn, that's a song and a half right there.

I'm writing my magnum opus.

A book, tentatively entitled Fucking is Holy.

About, of course, everything from business to personal growth and spirituality.

The premise is that if the universe is expanding after our top scientists and best mathematicians predicted it should be shrinking, then rationally we should expect unforseen, immediate and ever expanding cultural, economic, spiritual, and personal growth.

And that the last hundred years of uncertainty, and the previous thousands of years of dogged toil were basically anomalies in the grand scheme of things.

Kind of like the cranking needed to start an almost effortless engine.

And the moment of doubt following when it seems that the engine could die again. (Or fear that the whole noisy thing will blow--noisy and blow being silent and die in this case).

Scientifically speaking, that is.

I put fucking right out front because it's that radical of a turnaround.

From reality as toil to reality as enjoyment.

It's consumption really.

A word that may scare more people than fucking.

Consider for a moment the word consumption: both the left and the right hate it like the devil himself. They both consider it obviously and blatantly evil, completely indefensible, and accuse each other of ruining the world by how they do it.)

Even though it's what they all think about--secretly--constantly.

It's their fantasy.

Even those big bad business guys who chant production--work--all day long and consider enjoyment at home or at the office kids stuff.

Even those activists who give everything and live for others all day in third-hand (and uncool) t-shirts.

The analogies are also lock tight--these production-centric guys having blown their wad so often that they now need the equivalent of a speedball to even get it up. (That would be Viagra.)

The activists blowing it so quickly that they come to hate beauty itself.

The pursuit of happiness having been replaced with the pursuit of pursuit--endless frustration. Getting off on frustration itself even. Getting into it.

Writing songs to it, books about it.

Championing work ethics and manual labor.

Developing a culture of frustration.

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The new physics also proves that the fundamental nature of reality is neither material nor energetic as previously imagined, but imaginary!

Imaginary matter and imaginary energy together comprise an estimated 94% of the universe according to scientists latest estimates.

--And dictate even the most basic mechanics (gravity, etc) of all we think of as "real"--matter and energy.

Put it this way: our entire institutional learning since day one is exactly wrong.

And most of our most spiritual learning is mostly right.

Not religion--but most spiritual.

Like the whole world is love. Only love exists. Nothing that is real can be destroyed. Only love is real. Your greatest wish is my command--stuff like that.

Now, you might think that this would inspire some sort of walk in the park--but all I care about is money at the moment.

I want to consume a whole bunch of it.

I want to consume a whole bunch of everything.

Time and fucking included.

Such is the way of the world--when the nature of reality is overwhelmingly bountiful.

Massive consumption is not only natural, but puts us in harmony with the universe.

And material consumption is just the tip of the iceberg. Energy consumption the waterline.

Our main and primary consumption is imaginary. Personal.

Relaxation.

Rest.

Enjoyment.

Play.

Experimentation.

Sensuality.

Daydreaming.

How can the nature of reality be overwhelmingly bountiful and my life feel like such a grind, you ask?

Your imagination must be playing tricks with you. (It is still playing, though.)

That second--and arguably most important--"you" being the part of your imagination more closely aligned with the universal imagination--what some folks would call your soul.

Because, as science has now proven, that second imagination (they're really not separate, but they can obviously appear so)--that universal imagination is growing constantly and in charge of the entire universe--energy and matter included.

Not only does it not blink or sleep (or maybe open it's eyes or work would be more appropriate analogies)--not only does it not ever toil nor ever fear, but it also never stops having more fun than it did, reaching better orgasms, enjoying simple pleasures more thoroughly--everything.

It is growing and growing in every way no matter what. And the rate at which it is growing is constantly growing.

A corporate analogy would be a business that returned a constantly higher rate of return no matter what.

Stay home--more money. Goof off--more money. Long lunch--even more money.

What would you do if your life was certain to grow in every possible way no matter what you did?!

And grow at an ever increasing rate of speed. Become ever more enjoyable, ever richer, ever more relaxed, ever more fun.

Money, jobs, love, food, health, eyesight, libido, and well-being included.

And that all dath, sicness, and apparent retrograde motion was nothing but an available opportunity to grow even more rapidly and more completely?!

To understand the certainty of our enjoyable flowering with ever greater presence of mind.

And given that the universe is growing in all the ways that we can obliquely discern, just imagine all the ways in which it's growing that we can't! Imagine the gifts that have yet to be revealed to us!

And imagine the quantity and quality of new gifts which accumulate every day.

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We currently base our entire economy around scientific laws that insists that growth is difficult and requires toil. That friction rules the world. (That's Newtonian physics for all you heads).

And all of which have been massively and redundantly disproven.

If we're lucky, we have a foreign policy or two that suggests some quantum mechanics. Probability, etc.

Which has also been proven enormously incomplete.

When, in reality, the nature of the universe insists that growth is omnipresent and effortless.

And that mistakes cannot be made.

Or--that not only do probabilities not exist--but that the underlying certainty of support and growth is so solid that we are literally all one.

And nothing we can do can separate us from ourselves or our permanent and growing well-being, prosperity, enjoyment, etc.

No act, no decision, no statement, no stance nor belief.

No other person, no submission to another's authority, no mistake, regret or shame.

There simply is no separation, nor any alternate futures, nor even a past.

There is simply no thing.

Which means that all this is everything we want--and exactly as we want it.

Or even what we think we want.

Again--it doesn't matter. Whatever it is and whatever our relationship to it, it is improving in every way and at every moment.

With our input or without.

There is simply one, overwhelming--and overwhelmingly gentle, enjoyable, and agreeable--present. One that encompasses every possible apparent future, every possible interpreted past--etc., etc.

And I don't say this to get us all lost.

Or to take up permanent residence on some pillow somewhere (though this understanding requires radically more rest and free time than our culture allows).

But to grow.

To make money.

To become the people we want to be.

Even the most corporate decisions look much different with this understanding in hand.

And they should be more profitable.

Put it this way:

Two hundred years ago the slavemasters among us (and my family had a number) couldn't imagine a way to a better life with fewer whippings, more freedom.

And they couldn't have been more wrong.

The future FOR THEM was to improve only as they accepted the exact things they feared the most.

And what they thought would destroy their whole culture and way of life.

I'd suggest that the entire history of the world has been an extended version of this.

Of fearful steps toward freedom and autonomy.

Taken out of desparation, after much fighting.

Unwillingly.

But, once we understand the process, it is possible, or, rather, it becomes un-impossible (that would be effortless)--to understand that living in a state of unconditional freedom is also the most profitable way of life ffinancially.

And from cultural, personal, interpersonal, social and universal points of view as well.

Which means that corporate bylaws, and state regulations are bound to collapse.

Double entry accounting is bound to stop.

Fear, conditionality and resistance at each and every point of every relationship--including our relationships with ourselves (and perhaps primarily there) is ineffficient and bound to be dropped.

And it can be dropped willingly, like an industry deciding to self-regulate to avoid the government (or these days, more likely, to avoid consumer dissapointment--or even more recent--to attract more talented and free-er individuals as employees).

Or it can be dropped unwillingly.

But it will be dropped.

That is certain.

And growth will become manifest as soon as it is.

That is also certain.

Growth being the only universal constant means that it can appear latent for some time--such as the last hundred years, when we appeared to become less happy but more rich.

What was really happening was that we were building the neural pipeline through which we will connect and interact in myriad and dazzling new--and more profitable ways.

And all this will happen when the straw breaks the camel's back.

What is the straw?

Fixed pricing for content.

99 cent song downloads.

That's the Dow Jones to the power of Nasdaq.

Once we have $10 songs (decade hits), we'll really be somewhere.

Once we have $40 songs (century smashes), love will surround most of our workplaces.

Once we have $120 books, $420 cds and $700 DVDs we'll be on cloud nine.

Literally.

It's simple math.