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The Great Silence
08:24
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Why are we alone?
The Great Silence: a paradox unfolds
Of all the worlds
Practically infinite
For all messages sent starwards
They remain unanswered
How could it be from so many opportunities?
Surely we cannot be the one unique story of creation
Hereinafter we explore
the viable explanations of the prime contradiction
As the search continues to fail
The deafening silence grows
A problem of distance
Our window is open while others have closed
Or maybe intelligence has no evolutionary goal
Forlorn or exceedingly rare
A final filter still lies ahead
The universe is too miraculous
Not to be experienced
by an entity
that appreciates the beauty
How we came to be is a footnote
What we could achieve is an unwritten story
So in answer to your first question
“Why are we alone?”
Look to the following context
All great and precious things are lonely
Existing is the underlying responsibility
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Weight of Emptiness
06:05
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One reason for no god
Is that the path from intelligence is doomed
It is a crushing realisation to conclude the future is hopeless
Masses scramble to consume overwhelmed by the weight of emptiness
Choked out by greed and lack of foresight
Until you know loss you know not life, right down to its root
Certain to fall
Weight of emptiness
Competition, the slave driver
All fates converge to extinction
It is nature to be destroyed
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Cosmic Deadly Probe
02:42
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What would be the action of a superpredator?
Manifest in self interest when faced with the unknown
Logical conclusion for an apex mind
Self-replicating engine of death - sent forth
Scanning for life, a next target
Eliminating threat
Cosmic deadly probe
One can never know the alien-tellect
Rule of the strong, will to survive, the prime directive
Relentless myrmidon, artificially adept
Programmed to seek an end, mobile holocaust
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The Reveal
04:06
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Flawed creation, out in the cold
Isolated for protection
Not yet granted access to the higher order
Excommunicated, unworthy
Until maturation “they” don’t want to be found
Free to roam but ultimately boxed in by limited ability
Maybe cannot grasp unified theory
Surface scratched away to reveal reality...underneath
Called by the mountain, is it inherent of life to explore
Linked to a presence you swore was there
Flailing vacant ghost out of thin air
Perception: a hidden hand shapes
Proven beyond reasonable doubt
to be a planet of apes
exposed...The reveal
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All Truths Be True
03:55
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What if there was a timeline for everything at once
Any prospect comes to pass and all fates prove true
No enemy left
The last villain is overcome
All truths be true
Rapid transcendence
Divested of physical form
In the blink of an eye
Moving into hyperspace
Does the prize of ascension
Render the search meaningless
Above our grade of understanding
Aspirational reality
God is real and we are not alone
Order will reign from chaos
As the strings sing transcendence
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Ockham's Razor
12:30
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It wasn’t a vision of absolutes
Breathing the vapour of many eternities
Beyond the bright blue halo
When you reject the premise of mediocrity
What is left-over is a rare Earth scenario
Many theories are plausible
but a simple test can cut to the best...Ockham’s Razor!
I can see the stars are shining deep inside of you
Enlightening the full circle narrative
Aspiration and faith stripped away, laid bare the truth
There...is no one else!
That is why this predicament is so precarious
A squandered chance, unforgivable
Sometimes it seems a cataclysm is the best way to
start again, progress to this point has lead a
merry dance, driving headlong to a fiery end
The silent majority are complicit in the crime
Never attribute malice, what can be adequately
defined by stupidity
They never contemplated, the privilege of existence
Cast back to the sea
Where, once again, there would be silence over the deep
Though flawed as we are
This is still the single greatest product of nature
If the universe became dull to music and art,
the last tear would be shed
As I sat upon my hill above a valley of emptiness
the last thinking being lamenting... we were the first!
The final time in the garden
The Empire crumbled years ago to a cult of one
This concept is put to rest, as a life, an idea dies a death
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