Sunset Over Death Mountain (further insomniac tales from the brain farm)

The biggest problem with being a Doomed generation is that there's never any payoff. We're all doomed... every few generations... but are denied the release of actual destruction. It would just be total glee, the idiot pride of being the generation that gets to see the end of the world and scream "I TOLD YOU SO!" in the last seconds before the planet gets sucked into a huge black hole or pummeled by meteors or consumed in the firestorm of our own exploding sun or even snatched up by angels while God kicks the asses of the unbelievers.

Let me reiterate something I didn't make clear enough in that last passage, yet meant to. ALMOST EVERY GENERATION IS A DOOMED GENERATION. WE'RE NOT THAT SPECIAL. QUIT WHINING.

It's perennial blueballs. It's all the giddy joy of Doom without the snide self-gratification that comes with pure, unadulterated, destruction. Everyone has this in them, it's what drives wars and suicide cults and bad movies. 2012 is the latest end of the world, but so was Y2K (remember that shit? It was only seven years ago!) and so was World War Two and so was 1900 and so was the war of 1812 and to the Native Americans the end of the world has already come and gone.

This has everything to do with everything. Apocalypticism drives so many people. It ties into this whole "peace on earth" myth. By pure physics, there can never be a such thing as an "end" to the universe. Entropy (bastardized as the definition of destruction, as that is its primary property) guarantees that nothing is ever truly destroyed. Matter can only recombine. All things break down, but this breaking down (under the native forces of the universe, Jack) creates strange and new chemical bonds. Each generation of stars is more complex than the last, due to the extreme stresses caused by the basic forces' reaction to extremes of gravity. See, gravity is an expression of mass and mass is immutable. It's pure and beautiful. Nothing is ever truly destroyed.

Only doomed, and doom is a concept for brains. Gravity never counted on accidents of the mind. One of National Geographic's best taglines: "The Mind is What the Brain Does."

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Disorganization, an essential ingredient to the entropy process, leads back to organization through the recombination of the elements involved. Now, let's work through this. Organization (which, for the sake of this example, we will use as a starting point) fosters breakdown. Any system, like the weather, seeks the impossible (homeostasis, to be anthropomorphic). Homeostasis is death and is only death. It is, in an organism, a point of perfection in which all systems are totally equalized. This, of course, precludes hunger or any variety of desire. It also is impossible for any living being to achieve.

Such is our example, the weather. "Calm" is what happens when one is within the influence of any individual pressure system. No two systems ever have identical pressure, therefore they will force each other around. Thus are created blizzards, tropical weather, downdrafts and tornadoes, drought. These are perceived by the sentient to be "destructive," as the power goes out and things die and water is either in excess or absence. However, weather that is perceived as "pleasant" (a.k.a. calm) will follow any of these phenomena. The release of pressure (a.k.a. destruction), which is endemic to any active system, is followed by a period of renewed growth. It's the same with fire, tectonic activity, stellar collapse, and our own system of organs.

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Now, take the concepts of Doom, our pseudo-erotic fascination with the end times, and concepts of entropy and apply them to the local music scene.

You'll thank me when you're older.

-HS