Donning the Cape - -Mentat Musings

How long it has taken. To conclude. To find. To decide. Still. Far from uhuru. Trending and tending. Hustling and bustling and working my musceling. How fair is this Cape that I wear as an environment? Kilos of meters travelled and yet words like “far,” “further”and “furtherment” populate head, heart and any place that will hold them. Hosted by tension and unspoken hostilities, the road of metaphorical nature stretches onwards.  Furtherment. Sense is not the only tool available. Placement of self in time asks that space also be occupied. Who shall travel space void of time?  Or time void of space?  Where/when is abundance? Do we abound by bounding certain laws? When law fails, and it does, this conglomerate of cells{called I} chooses principle to rule decisions. Still mused by the rediscovery of Occam’s razor, hypotheses now have one more filter to travel through. The hope is that, while travelling through these filters, they do not receive nor offer too much resistance. My hope is that enough of their energy will pass through to power decisions. There is still an electrical engineer in here {taps head.}

Power does not corrupt things. Power powers. Empowers. What it empowers is the true point.

“What does it empower,” is the true question. Lest the energy generator overheat, this conglomerate called I imbibes coolant. Current occurrences power this current. The currency is energy.

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