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Cybotycycstyk Schisms --*.2001*--who b we? we b the cyber-denizens of the net: those who go forth proclaiming n flaming,...
03/02/2026

Cybotycycstyk Schisms --*.2001*--

who b we? we b the cyber-denizens of the net: those who go forth proclaiming n flaming, emoticonning the digimasses, engaging n macro-enhanced keystroking at the speed of electronic might, parsing gigabytes by the light of the midnight sun, surfing the net n search of n outlet. b we real or b we memorexical repeticons of archetypes long gone - matrices of sentience, cybotyk nomads - born of form n chaos reconceived, nanocyte n picobyte leaves on the conceptual eaves of a graphically-interfaced wildwood built of silicon n silt, carbon n steel n a realm of technological disutopian damnation. b we infinidimensional, digitally delineated representations of finidimensional life forms losing focus n clarity with each enunciation n e-proclamation of self n purpose?

b we user-name alone - attributes inscribed n stone - bones cloned by vitronome? ego complexes n sexes that circumscribe tribes with deceptive ways n days out of phase? or the forces of mind that find time 2 mine the chatrooms n forums 4 blue moons n quorums? b we lurkers consuming content our thoughts bent n resent, exporting dross until holy crosses r embossed?

a schism exists, betwixt here n there, i n we, u n me. a fracture of stature n infinite dimensions.

flaming swords of righteousness

thunder heavenward

renting conceptual sky n earth alike

n electronic quakes of spite

spewing vitriolic lakes

reality dolomited -- sans the soulless n the blighted

hear me

fight the power

c we

electronically glower b-boy stance uncowered

b free

cybotycysm relieved

inanely quiescent calm

dead space

follows

the

storm

race laced with traces of spin

place

reflects the sin of the heartless human

spirals

n

waves

of content reiteration

define a nation as slave 2 unspent aggression

wallowing n spacious formlessness

samizdat released

west-east ideopolitico-shell-game ceased

collective zeitgeist appeased

hype vs. reality sequels

equal n opposite dichotomies

me u n god

we b

discourse defines the moment of knowing, of internal logic cm external postulations; n the equation of 1 the containment of all resides. access 2 the mentifacts of self require objectification: the modeling of subjectivity on n infinite level of aggregation, egress n entrance regulated by the physically-sated. sociofacts of the collective employ the artifacts of technogogic wizardry 2 sublime effect presaging the realization that higher thought is tantamount 2 godliness n the context of human expression. i, self equals god.

the cybotyk imperative is the compulsion of creation; of original knowledge; original sin; a return 2 the garden of the edomites.

deus ex machina incarnates, dancing ghostly quadrilles while decrying xenophobic self-immolation n favor of cyborg dreams n streams of energetic cream. smart cards - n reality personality shards - tossed across cyber-space; traces of ascetic interfaces, diligent wanderers ponder frightmares of self-hatred loosed from their subconscious vaults n cages. lurking, lurking beyond the pale shade of hades replayed over n over again on the webpages of sages: they b lost, tossed by seas of need but freed by decree, their manifest destiny subsumed 2 the technological imperative of their creation.

no one knows the trouble i've seen. swing low n blow droves of cloves through hallucinogenic treasure troves n emote 2 free us all. postmodern faith n godless alliances n 4gotten sciences inform the dialectical narrative of the net, encompassing all belief systems, philosophical schools n religious dogma. mentative gurus of the technogogic imperative abound, framing their illogical discourses n shades of i am n we b, thereby speaking 2 me, n u 2. self-definition implies a contradiction n terms since self is intuitively unknowable 2 the cyber-bound, who re4mat themselves 4 use with different media; exemplified by the lack of strict boundaries; possessing a fluid n ever-changing form; evolving beyond the moment n2 future conceptions of perception; switching identities, user names 2 manifest multitudinous aspects of the individuated ego complex; becoming what we wish 2 b n what we c.

heralds trumpet the death of the self: the birth of the infinidimensional traveler. the cybot: she who holds the key 2 eternity n his pantone-hued grasp n strides across vast n wondrous vistas of imagination n vision realized.

2 the east, blackwards, the clan stands firm, staves of steel n hand, divine wills chilled on demand. united, we stand. 2 the west, dressed n white n shining might, death follows love 2night. divided, we fall. the cybotycystyk schism is real, y'all. split n twain 4 monetary gain n soulless trains of thought. who b we? we b the denizens of the cybernetic wildwood. we b the cybots of thought. we b those who c. we b. we.

Strong people have always come to the Americas. Who knows, maybe Atlantis was even here.  We know the Cahuiltecans, the ...
03/02/2026

Strong people have always come to the Americas. Who knows, maybe Atlantis was even here.

We know the Cahuiltecans, the Aztec, the Maya and the Olmec did it big here, the Clovis came down through Siberia and there were probably aboriginal folk across South America for multiple thousands of years during the Ice Age. Humans in California, over one hundred thousand years ago.

Historical migration since the Age of Exploration brought even more strong people to this continent. Europeans, Africans, Asians who left their cradles of civilization -voluntarily and forced - for a New World of unknown dangers and treasure.

Only the strongest survived here. Building a new civilization took desire, drive and dreams. A willingness to go beyond the known bends in the river and venture further out, into the unknown, willing to risk it all to create something new and leave the old behind.

These strong people mixed and melded genetic lines from all across Europe and the Americas and Africa and Asia in every manner of reproductive engagement, just like Homo Sapiens, Neanderthal, Denisovan, Homo Floresiensis and multiple unknown human progenitor species did tens and hundreds of thousands of years before them. A history of migration and miscegenation spanning the full timeline of human existence, of which we, in all of our beautiful, diverse, harmonic cacophony, are the result.

It takes strong people to do what has never been done before. To create something new on the face of the earth. To take all of the tribes of this planet - from every corner, nook and cranny of its vast, wynorrific and baleful expanse - and meld them into one people, united by genetic ancestry and desire into strength upon strength.

Conflict has defined humanity and the crucible of civilization burns with the tinder of bodies and broken dreams. And yet, every dream dashed is another fulfilled and the forces of creation clash in eternal, polar opposition with every conceivable possibility pit against potentiality, pushing the boundaries of the known further toward the imposition of the impossible upon the template of what could be.

Interpreting the state of the world in isolation is folly. Constant movement, evolution and devolution, growth, stagnation and diverse outcomes are promised. Humanity at the cusp of the Aquarian Age is poised to craft a wondrous technocracy. As Pisces exits, the juxtaposition of dynamic, all-encompassing planetary and societal forces clash in a cauldron of caustic, meta-narrational confrontation.

Foundational cultural pinions rock and shatter, are twisted and blown beyond recognition as previously inviolate agreements are reordered or swept away completely. A pandemic of fear and loathing reconfigures social and political alliances as the earth hurtles through space, cresting above the galactic plane for the first time in millions of years, bombarded by solar and cosmic energies, reexperiencing the effects of cyclic forces long lost to human memory and yet buried somewhere within the subconscious as a collective, baneful knowing, shared across cultures.

This is a time for the strong. A time to choose together what the world will become. A time to make the hard decisions and live according to lower and higher principles in search of personal and collective fulfillment.

The New Atlantis is a new world of conceptual realization and ideological renewal, beyond the limited, compartmentalized isms and schisms of the past. Holism and integrated sustainability in all areas of people activity are necessary adaptations at this point and strength looks like taking care of our global tribe, taking care of each other and recognizing our common humanity, no matter what we look like on the outside.

The Americas have always been a land of the future, of unlimited potentiality and the strong have always dared to dream of horizons beyond.

Now, the strong look even unto the stars. But to seek out new histories beyond the planet of our birth and colonize space we must first subordinate the will toward unmitigated greed and power-mongering to the vision of a united Earth, which requires the collective labor of constructing a strong, diverse and inclusive foundation right here, right now.

This is a time of culmination; of contestation. It will not end soon, but it will shift human society from a terrestrial, parochial perspective to a global, interplanetary outlook. An apocalypse is a prophetic revelation, a disaster that announces the end of one way of being and the beginning of another. We stand, together facing mystery unknowing, constantly caterwauling, distracted by our petty webs of personal intrigue, benevolence and maleficence, willfully and stubbornly unwilling to bear witness to the full extent of what is happening to us and our world.

But the strong see. The mettle of the determined is tested by challenges; the trials of Job, the passion of the Christ, Buddha facing Mara, the archangels Michael and Lucifer clashing, Kachinas flashing across electromagnetic skies.

If Atlantis was here, perhaps it is time for her to rise again.

Consider this truism also: We do not receive what we deserve, we receive what we are.
03/02/2026

Consider this truism also:

We do not receive what we deserve, we receive what we are.

This is an essential truth of our reality. As we co-create the eternal record with every thought, intention , word and d...
03/02/2026

This is an essential truth of our reality. As we co-create the eternal record with every thought, intention , word and deed, we are creating art.

All we do, whether in conscious act or unconsidered result, is a new thing upon the face of the world as we are each new things, never before seen. While there is nothing new upon the face of the earth, that truism is a testament to eternal and infinite creation within destiny and spiraling and cyclical conscious beingness.

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Children of the New WorldTimes, they are'a changin', according to a famous singer. The old order is shifting as world-sy...
03/01/2026

Children of the New World

Times, they are'a changin', according to a famous singer. The old order is shifting as world-systems evolve and, with it, a new order is arising. This order is more inclusive, more urbane, less elitist and less monocultural. While the many ancient nations of the world retain their distinct ethnic and cultural melanges, within the multinational and ethnic World Cities in leading nations around the world the more dynamic and diverse elements of society have been interacting for centuries....

https://rockeymoore.net/2026/03/01/children-of-the-new-world/

The Promise of BeingLife presents in a different manner for each of us. No two of us sees it the same, nor are our exper...
03/01/2026

The Promise of Being

Life presents in a different manner for each of us. No two of us sees it the same, nor are our experiences alike in any other than the broadest patterns and cycles. And yet, there is a simultaneity of experiential Beingness that connects us, that allows us to co-resonate to larger and deeper Truths, no matter our individual or cultural truths....

Explore the interconnectedness of human experiences and consciousness in a magical journey of empathy, individual perspectives, and being.

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