The Dark Age of Science

Wednesday, June 11, 2025

Good morning, The Wonderfell Way.

Hey. O/

Good to be read by you again.

Hope all's well.

Here we go.

On with our show...

The rain, and the sky deciding whether or not to, finally stopped.

Soft sunshine this morning, night mist made heavy dew.

A good weather, nice day, kind of day.

Songbirds go soft to let a few crows take the show.

There's magic in the air.

What's up with your sky?

Stretch your neck and see.

Remove your eyes from the digital screen, remember your body is like the best food, organic; look up, give the sky a color, and return to your regularly scheduled pixel show.

Nothing wrong with a cellphone screen; nothing wrong with sunshine.

It's what we do with a thing that matters.

The morality of matter comes down to how we use it.

Every weapon is a tool if you use it right.

A torch can light the way or burn down a house.

I worry and wonder about AI.
Worry and wonder for the Spirit.
Worry and wonder Science forgot dreams make the world go around.

Try not to dream something and you already lost. The trying is a dream.

We covered up what is most important about us under a blanket of black numbers, and theorems, and proofs. Veiled our dreams to increase our bodies time breathing.

Left ourselves feeling empty day in to lights out. Dressed ourselves in an existential crisis buried under ways to make our hearts beat longer, ways to make trips to the stars, and forgot the light that shines in us, that sparked us alive.

The suicidal tendencies of our societies show we are in The Dark Age of Science; computers make music, make hearts starve.

Spirit pushed aside as if it wasn't always the light inside that inspires each measurement, each note.

"Why?" The first and fundamental question of existence and the first and fundamental tenant Science tells us to leave out.

I cheer Science on and am grateful for everyone of its successes.

I breathe easier and can take a space shuttle to the moon.

But without a remembrance of Spirit, breath and space flight are arbitrary exercises, puzzles to figure out for the sake of putting a puzzle together and not for the sake of living.

Take care today, listen to a dream or two, wonder where they come from and make wonderful this wonderful day.