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{{a|work|}}The world is not a rational place. If it were, the [[middle management]] layer would long since have solved the universe, [[Reductionism|reduced]] it to atoms, reconstructed it into an entirely binary model, devised the [[algorithm]] that will cater for any eventuality from now to the hereafter and therefore have done away with we [[Meatsack|cantankerous sacks of mortal flesh]], allowing us to contemplate in richley specified detail on onrushing apocalypse, into whose arms we are categorically and unavoidably hurtling.
{{a|work|{{catbox|Paradox|Metaphysics|Cosmology}}}}The world is not a rational place. If it were, the [[middle management]] layer would long since have solved the universe, [[Reductionism|reduced]] it to atoms, reconstructed it into an entirely binary model, devised the [[algorithm]] that will handle the [[known known]]s for the single causal chain that definitively stretches from now to the finite hereafter — it is a consequence of reductionism being true that there ''is'' an ultimate fate of the universe — and therefore have done away with we [[Meatsack|cantankerous sacks of mortal flesh]], allowing us the leisure time [[technological unemployment]] always promised us, so we could contemplate in richl specific detail the exact unfolding of the onrushing apocalypse, into whose loving maw we are categorically and unavoidably hurtling.


Alas the world cannot be so solved, so we are stuck with irrational, stupid things like [[non-fungible token]]s, [[rehypothecation]] and [[performance appraisal]] (on the bad side) but on the good side we still have scope to resigned our world narratives to steer ourselves to a happier place.
But — alas: [[reductionism]] is nonsense; the universe cannot be solved; we are stuck with these persistently irrational artefacts in every day life. I can’t even figure out what to have for lunch.
 
Now, if the price for metaphysical freedom is having to deal with stupid things like [[non-fungible token]]s, [[rehypothecation]] and [[performance appraisal]], then I’m buying, since the ticket also grants us each a permanent, irrevocable private [[licence]] to redesign our own world narratives to take ourselves to happy places.


So it is with fondness and gratitude that we catalogue just a few f the potty things with which we must deal on any day. They may drive us insane, they may make nonsense at all, but they vouchsafe our individuality and our belief in personal freedom.
So it is with fondness and gratitude that we catalogue just a few f the potty things with which we must deal on any day. They may drive us insane, they may make nonsense at all, but they vouchsafe our individuality and our belief in personal freedom.


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The world is not a rational place. If it were, the middle management layer would long since have solved the universe, reduced it to atoms, reconstructed it into an entirely binary model, devised the algorithm that will handle the known knowns for the single causal chain that definitively stretches from now to the finite hereafter — it is a consequence of reductionism being true that there is an ultimate fate of the universe — and therefore have done away with we cantankerous sacks of mortal flesh, allowing us the leisure time technological unemployment always promised us, so we could contemplate in richl specific detail the exact unfolding of the onrushing apocalypse, into whose loving maw we are categorically and unavoidably hurtling.

But — alas: reductionism is nonsense; the universe cannot be solved; we are stuck with these persistently irrational artefacts in every day life. I can’t even figure out what to have for lunch.

Now, if the price for metaphysical freedom is having to deal with stupid things like non-fungible tokens, rehypothecation and performance appraisal, then I’m buying, since the ticket also grants us each a permanent, irrevocable private licence to redesign our own world narratives to take ourselves to happy places.

So it is with fondness and gratitude that we catalogue just a few f the potty things with which we must deal on any day. They may drive us insane, they may make nonsense at all, but they vouchsafe our individuality and our belief in personal freedom.

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