Cyber-Shaman: Myth and Grammar

Reality is a story that we tell ourselves; the myth of our times and of our lives. There is no spider in the web but us. Weaving, weaving, weaving the silken strands of our lives. Join the dots to make a picture; the collapse of the wave-function. But you can never use all the dots. See the pattern, be the pattern meta-function.

We are the animation nation. Frames upon frames of dots: reality is the datasphere. Join the dots to make a picture. Join the dots to make a picture: but this time there are rules (because you have to believe reality); sum over histories.

The past is a strange place. Stranger than you think. Because we never used all the dots. Selective attention selective retention: reality is the story that we tell ourselves; but it's not the final draft. In quantum causation the fore can be caused by the aft.

Datapocalyse: the collapse of the wave-function: the magnum opus: the finished work of art. All the world is but a play, and all must play their part. This is my book of revelations: one day we will use all the dots. The story is retro-active and all the facts are acts.

One one level we are all machines. The past creates the future; the clockwork universe. But the past is a strange place, and we were strangers in a strange land. A fact of science: our memories are constantly being re-written, and so is our past, and so is our future.

A fact of linguistics: a grimoire; a magical book of spells: literally grammar; you use it with spelling. Dream time is story time is time. Moments upon moments of facts - and only us to draw the pictures. Reality is the story that we told ourselves; a projection of myth.

History has taken itself amiss. Poor history: it wanted to be a science. The history of our world, the history of our lives. It can keep the dots, but the pictures belong to art. The historical narrative is a myth that doesn't believe in itself; poor history: if only it knew.