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Scale and Probability

(2018)
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Submitted by level 21 Eagles (2018-04-09)       Last modified by level 21 Eagles (2018-05-12)
1. The Great Silence (8:24)
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
2. Weight of Emptiness (6:05)
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
3. Cosmic Deadly Probe (2:42)
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
4. The Reveal (4:06)
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
5. All Truths Be True (3:55)
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
6. Ockham's Razor (12:30)
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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