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Viruses do attempt to do: Viruses do attempt to do that. Which is a major reason why we often go into fever - our bodies attempt to create an untenable environment for reproduction. In the rare cases where I've gotten sick over the last two decades, I wrap myself up in blankets and sweat it out. Sleep like a wet log, but it seems to pass the issue more quickly.   As for the economy. I suspect we are seeing an intentional purge. Plenty of evidence for that. But, more so, to the reasons: In a future where there will be - as you highlighted - more automated work than all but the best dystopian pennings could imagine - where are dollars for human consumption going to come from, outside of those who create or own the machinery, companies, ect? Unless the rich are heavily taxed and paying for most people's existence. How long will they be willing to do that? Out of this current purge, only the strongest companies will survive (ie. for the most part, those that have controlling power already), and they will be prepared to sell less products at greater prices to less people. Extreme poverty, and then - presumably through various calamities, forced sterilization, and so on - far less of these impoverished humans.   We'll see how the remaining people do without their traditional servants. And how long before the ruling class turns on itself and collapse happens. If it's not already spinning out of control (doubtful that it is doing so yet, but who knows). I'm not worried. We have to power, together, to change this course. But until the average person shows such interest and understands direction, I accept that the ship must sail to the ends of the Earth and fall off. All I can do is build a little tiny Noah's Ark where I live, for pollinating creatures and flowering hearts.

Thanks: For the shout out! Ebb-Flow - like tides, too many good lines to cite: "rivers dry...deserts drown" a wow line! Bravo write. I'm just a lil biased. . ~A~. 

Algorithms Took Down Wall Road: A while back. Digitizing human projection patterns - another way to cheat. Phenomenon - so interconnected an empty truck is a fly in the entire system. Remove working humans, calamity. Recession = buyer fatigue. We are not out of this yet - Russia was and still is (gas, oil, coal, wheat) a major player/ manipulater. EU for Ukraine. Interesting gambit possibility. . Viruses adjust body to temp environs for max growth. As for Cli-Chge, end of ice age is taking root - Ocham's Razor - simple most likely truth (I think that is the posited Constant, right?) I hope to write in the park this summer. Sunnny Dayz. . ~A~. 

just a part of life: just a part of life

Excellent penning : ..of the conflict between who we are and who society demands.   What I think we end up missing, sometimes, is that society doesn't really know what it needs (and that's especially true among the rule-makers at the top). In each of our own ways of "weirdness", we can bring something to the table that spurs creativeness, provides unexplored angles with which to view the world, creates what can be very healthy frictions. If every person in a village takes the same path to the river to gather water, every single day, all of their lives, generation after generation, the path will be incredibly well beaten and kept. But perhaps a faster, or smoother, or more beautified path will never be discovered. Perhaps wondrous fruits and nuts, or rare flowers, never spotted, tried and adopted.   To merely fit in, therefore, becomes a mere assistance in narrow the vision, experience, potential and joy in society. It makes for faulty technological advancement, crappy music, depthless art, dull conservation, and people huddling in their own rooms, all alone. The "weird" carry the burden of being stared at and mocked, but also the gift of keeping the world from drowning in the dripping drool of the mundane.

The beauty of tragedy captured: You've captured life.   We are all obscure. Even the "greats", preserved in their statues and tombs, will be mixed with our dust as empires rise and fall, civilization crumbles and rebuilds, and Earth, our solar system or the immediate galaxy beyond sneezes and hits the "refresh button" on parts of our planet.   But I think that obscurity, in many ways, makes us - and life - more beautiful, tragedies and all. Think of the single flower in an woodland opening, perhaps where several aged trees have come down. You stumble upon the flower, hiking. No one else may have seen it, and depending how long it is in bloom, no one else may see it. It's obscure as can be. And, if anything, that sense causes the flower to mezmorize you even more. As I have felt, and understand it from words of others, we feel at one, in that moment, in no small part because we are looking at a mirror of our existence.   So it is with our lives. We walk through this world, and along the way, we may be so lucky to stumble across a few other obscure human organisms that mezmorize us, and vice versa. To each other, we are one and we are worth so much. Neither our obscurity in the grand scale nor our unique abilities to mezmorize a few people out there are a lie. They are two truths, living side by side. Keep laying bricks.

Temp's Rising - Hey, it's springtime, why not?: The funny thing about today, and tomorrow - it always seems to be wetter or drier than yesterday : )   Interesting that sars-covi-2 likes temps below 'average' for humans. Conditions such as poor circulation - often a product of lack of exercise (see: lockdowns, hiding inside) - and higher body weight/certain eating habits (see: stress eating) tend to produce lower body temp. Interestingly enough, there's emerging evidence that greater exposure to sunlight (short of overexposure/burning) also helps regulate body temperature (see lockdowns and staying inside, again, as well as face covering outdoors).   War? Well, we all know the healthy solution there: don't escalate it.   Human's have always played an unhealthy game of ebb and flow, temp's rising and falling. But what happens when algorithms take control of the tide?