MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]

Subject: RE: MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]
From: Stilly River Sage
Date: 19 Dec 22 - 11:43 PM

What can we say but that we're pleased - you're covered for the next thousand years!

Losing Alice is particularly poignant - so much potential unrealized in that multi-talented woman. Damn that piece of concrete she fell on.

Subject: RE: MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]
From: Rapparee
Date: 19 Dec 22 - 07:57 PM

I heard about Alice, and I am truly sorry about her passing. I, on the other hand, just looked at my health record and my inoculations record shows clearly that I have a flu shot on October 9, 3021. Perhaps, however, Gluon has been up to mischief again.

Subject: RE: MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]
From: Stilly River Sage
Date: 19 Dec 22 - 11:37 AM

You want to swing by to pick up some laundry here at my house also? I took a dog in to have a surgical drain removed this morning and she expressed her anal sacs on the vet and peed on the rest of us. Lots to wash.

Light a candle for our friend Alice from next door in Montana. She died on the 10th.

Anyone seen Donuel around?

Subject: RE: MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]
From: Rapparee
Date: 16 Dec 22 - 08:28 PM

Back home again from Indiana…Now launder the dirty clothes…Car to the shop, got a little food in the house, must get the snowblower going as we came back to about 8 inches of Angelic Dandruff.

Subject: RE: MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]
From: Rapparee
Date: 15 Dec 22 - 05:40 PM

Mom, your Favorite is back from his Yourropeen adventure! We arrived in Salt Lake City a few hours ago and started the car. The engine responded with a roar because some undescribable without getting my mouth washed out with lye soap had stolen the catalytic converter! So we are another night on the road.

Subject: RE: MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]
From: MaJoC the Filk
Date: 15 Dec 22 - 09:10 AM

.... can't .... resist ....

> What does Cologne smell like?

Depends how far upwind of the Rhine you are.

.... or if you mean Eau de Cologne: "a mix of citrus oils", plus other optional ingredients (possibly including tobacco), according to Dr Wikipedia.

Subject: RE: MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]
From: Donuel
Date: 30 Nov 22 - 03:32 PM

What does Cologne smell like?

Subject: RE: MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]
From: Donuel
Date: 30 Nov 22 - 11:01 AM

Should I OVERSELL or undersell this painting? :

OPAL OCEAN. Over 5lbs. (2kg.) of resplendent opals depict a serene shallow sea with an explosion of seabed life for opal lovers. There are over 200 treasured colorful precious, common, and gem opals. The opals are polished, carved, or raw, artfully displaying a feast of opal variations brilliantly on every surface of this masterpiece. Shelf sized - 13x7x6.5 inches. There are adventures in a fractal fantasy micro world of natural opal. Other materials include steel epoxy, E 6000, island foliage, and a cat whisker. Twenty-five years in the designing and millions of years in the creation there are 22 African opals added recently but no doublets or triplets. There is also one suspected simulant opal and one Indonesian scenic stone of volcanic glass. This collection includes a magnifying glass with lights to highlight the play of fire instead of rolling the stones with butterfingers.
The pedestal is made of Australian boulder opal slabs and the shallow blue-green sea and dolphins are of Peruvian origin. Hidden details may take years to discover. The artist considers this the 9th symphony in opal. Many   Australian miners, carvers, and polishers contributed to this artwork, each bringing life to these vintage living stones containing 6% water. The opals are assembled into a world ranging from the monstrous to the sublime. To my knowledge, something like this has never existed before. There is room for your favorites to be added on the rear vertical rock wall. Sorry, there is no room to describe each of the 200+ opals. Please magnify pictures although not all opals can be photographed. With no provenance/history, this 'new' artwork was rejected sight unseen by Sotheby's. Their loss may be your gain.


==========OR==========

This dust catcher is made of very old sand that shines or makes strange patterns. Be the first on your block to buy this whatchamacallit.

Subject: RE: MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]
From: Rapparee
Date: 29 Nov 22 - 09:23 AM

Mom, at 6:25 this evening I’m on my way to Amsterdam and then down the Rhine drinking wine without a whine and I’ll shine and make you even prouder of me, your favorite kid. I’ll be checking in and not from a cop shop.

Subject: RE: MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]
From: Donuel
Date: 28 Nov 22 - 06:06 AM

A small plane crashed into a high voltage tower and knocked out power for our county. The people in the plane are OK.
It was a nice change of pace.

Subject: RE: MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]
From: Rapparee
Date: 27 Nov 22 - 06:32 PM

Yes, they do. I have purchased opals in the past. Fire opals just ain’t cheap!

Subject: RE: MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]
From: Donuel
Date: 27 Nov 22 - 03:18 PM

I have a shop name "painted by god" for my gem opal or volcanic glass stones that are free-standing, framed, or on pedestals. They resemble land and seascape photos. I have a dozen works completed now. Several odd pieces are cats, fish, and people.

Whole polished stones make for very expensive 'paint'.

Subject: RE: MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]
From: MaJoC the Filk
Date: 25 Nov 22 - 11:54 AM

> Sounds like the whole world is focused on the World Cup

Oh No We Isn't !!!

Subject: RE: MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]
From: Rapparee
Date: 25 Nov 22 - 11:52 AM

Yes, and I like waterborne infiltration better than high-altitude   low-opening (HALO) parachute jumps. Bailing out at 30,000 feet and pulling the handle at 50 is hard on the arches!

Subject: RE: MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]
From: Stilly River Sage
Date: 25 Nov 22 - 10:59 AM

Sounds like the whole world is focused on the World Cup, so they probably won't be paying too much attention when Raparree slips into the country with the boat for that river tour. Lucky timing!

Subject: RE: MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]
From: Stilly River Sage
Date: 24 Nov 22 - 01:30 AM

We'll be careful with the poultry and you be careful with the salmonella and E. coli, etc. Have a good trip!

Subject: RE: MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]
From: Donuel
Date: 23 Nov 22 - 05:40 AM

Last night another local Walmart mass shooting killed more than Club Q.

Subject: RE: MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]
From: Donuel
Date: 22 Nov 22 - 07:41 AM

The gunman was taken down by the heroic patrons
Five were dead and dozens wounded by the crazy Satan
pulled down by his armor and beaten until he was still
Heros ended hell but red politicians had not the will
to grab the AR from the killer's twitching hands
It took patron heroes is easy to understand
The crowd outside soon gathered and the ambulances came
To carry off the bodies of the pawns lost in the game
Some stared in hatred, and others turned in pain
But everyone wished they could feel safe again
The veteran is now a hero but his daughter's friend was dead
We revisit these scenes every week and never get ahead
Some blame the rhetoric and
others blame the heretic.
chorus:
We want some heroes to make sense
and come to our defense
Every year we fall farther behind
as the blind are shooting the blind
It is time to open your eyes
and end the cries that deny.

Subject: RE: MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]
From: Donuel
Date: 21 Nov 22 - 07:34 AM

Don't get grounded, The Rhine is at historic lows.

Subject: RE: MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]
From: Rapparee
Date: 20 Nov 22 - 09:36 PM

MOM! Tomorrow I'm off to Indiana prior to departing for Europe on the 29. I'm going to be peeling the Rind River, but I'll check in when I can to be sure you're being taken care of correctly. In the meantime you have a happy Thanksgiving and remember not to soak the turkey in methylated spirits again this year. I don't care what Big Jim Ugly told you, methylated spirits are NOT the same as cognac, so don't drink it unless you want your stomach pumped again.

Subject: RE: MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]
From: Rapparee
Date: 18 Nov 22 - 01:02 PM

Muddy had returned from herding the cattle down to the winter pastures. He told a story of cougars and wolves and bears and all the other dangers he'd faced.

Subject: RE: MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]
From: Donuel
Date: 18 Nov 22 - 09:01 AM

The wooly worm legend is proving correct this year.

Subject: RE: MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]
From: Rapparee
Date: 18 Nov 22 - 12:57 AM

It was the winter of ‘67, yes the winter of the Big Snow. That ignores the ice and cold, as usual, but rest assured that there was plenty of both to go around.

Subject: RE: MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]
From: Donuel
Date: 17 Nov 22 - 10:47 AM

My whoppers may not be yours or Mom's favorite but they are my favs.

Owing to climate change this year's Iditarod is opening the field to include plasma sleds.

Subject: RE: MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]
From: Rapparee
Date: 16 Nov 22 - 09:37 PM

I am far more concerned that Mom will fall down the stairs again. Fortunately, when she has done so she's so limp that she isn't hurt. I remember when she was laying in the gutter street on the sidewalk napping when a truck ran over her. The truck's tires opened her brooch and the pin punctured the curbside front tire. The resulting release of air blew the truck clear across the street. Mom awakened, shook her old gray locks, and shouted "Quark! Quark!" and called that duckdog to make the truck disappear, which happened. Mom wasn't injured because she'd been plenty limp after spending several hours in Sadie's Saloon.

Subject: RE: MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]
From: keberoxu
Date: 16 Nov 22 - 04:27 PM

Come along, MOM,
let's get you back upstairs
before your "favorite" has fifteen fits about your falling down the queue.

Subject: RE: MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]
From: Donuel
Date: 15 Nov 22 - 04:23 PM

When Einstein worked on his equation to determine gravity in a curved space (not the e=mc2 equation) he got stuck without a computer but a colleague Schartzfield solved his equation. Neither of them knew what they came up with since a value of 0 led to an infinity. They had a description of gravity in the formation of black holes.

Today we have another equation that goes beyond energy and mass and deals with time and space and we don't know what is in front of us.
If we did we would know that a time stream runs differently in different dimensions.

If we did we would have a better insight into the mystery of UAP phenomenon. This technology has other aspects that would confound the foundation of our current society. As I have said before there would no way to "lock something away". You could just reach in and take from a direction you can not point to. But other forms of this new technology would be a saving grace and not just weapon speculation by the pentagon.
Taking that leap of faith is all that is required. Surprise- pioneers have already become lost in time. They took that leap and did not know how to navigate. Those who have mastered the field of time are trying to warn us of the use of nuclear weapons which is only half the knowledge that an advanced race can learn. We are the half wits.

Subject: RE: MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]
From: Donuel
Date: 15 Nov 22 - 02:59 PM

Safire is the tip of the iceburg.

Subject: RE: MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]
From: Donuel
Date: 15 Nov 22 - 02:16 PM

National security is a brittle excuse and remnant of the cold war that has dug so deep a hole of lying for so long that we are at the cusp of having to admit a shitload of information if only to save us from a global warming demise.
While embarrassing we all would understand especially after seeing the effect of the big lie. The biggest lie will be cut down to size. The Vatican is ready to be on board as well. I don't know about other religions.
The cowardly fear of a handful of individuals is about the only thing we have to overcome. It's time to wake up to what is being concealed.
Only a full and open accounting will advance a new renaissance.

An open AND INFORMED MIND is all we have when encountering a friend or foe who has the ability to change or manipulate our perception. With that power all bets are off that we can gain an upper hand or understanding.

Even if the 'overlords' exist and operate in their own best interests and our own, they are not infallible.

Subject: RE: MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]
From: Donuel
Date: 15 Nov 22 - 05:49 AM

The forest, meadow and sky are fractal as well as the volcanic debris so its only natural they appear similar.

Subject: RE: MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]
From: Donuel
Date: 14 Nov 22 - 09:32 PM

I'm doing business with Indonesia now selling miniature landscapes made of volcanic glass and rendered and polished by a genius. The volcanic glass could be from a number of Timor eruptions including Krakatoa. They are as were when they first cooled hundreds of years ago. Some look like a photograph of trees, sky, clouds and meadows. I just mat and frame them for America. The polisher calls them moss jasper.

Here is one I call The Red Wave. (they are small) https://www.etsy.com/listing/1119305727/scenic-java-moss-agate-emerald-cut-gifts?click_key=ade4fdbdc99d88607d44dcbc5956922478284

Subject: RE: MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]
From: Rapparee
Date: 14 Nov 22 - 10:57 AM

He was, as far as my research has shown, never called "Wally."

Subject: RE: MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]
From: Rapparee
Date: 14 Nov 22 - 10:56 AM

I found Hardy's stuff pretty much too depressing to continue reading. His poetry is better. At least, in my opinion. Mind you, I once got in trouble with my undergraduate advisor by remarking that Samuel Clemens was probably the greatest writer America has ever produced -- forgetting he'd done his dissertation on Walt Whitman*.

*He was named for his father, but no one ever called him "the junior Whitman" or "Walter" (except perhaps his mother when he was in trouble), or "Junior" or "Junie" or even "Walter Whitman the Younger."

Subject: RE: MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]
From: Donuel
Date: 14 Nov 22 - 06:39 AM

I was 9 when the last civil war veteran died. One grandpa was in the Oklahoma land rush, another was a WW1 pilot and another was an illustrator for the Sears catalog. One is unknown.

Subject: RE: MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]
From: Stilly River Sage
Date: 13 Nov 22 - 11:34 PM

Thomas Hardy lived to 1928. I always read his work like he was trapped in the Victorian era. Good to know. (I was reading one of his novels when I was visiting my very elderly great aunt - when she asked about my book and I answered she asked "he's that British author?" in a way like she was talking about a contemporary. I guess she was - born in about 1885.)

#NotBS

Subject: RE: MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]
From: Rapparee
Date: 13 Nov 22 - 09:38 PM

Dulce et Decorum Est
By Wilfred Owen

Bent double, like old beggars under sacks,
Knock-kneed, coughing like hags, we cursed through sludge,
Till on the haunting flares we turned our backs,
And towards our distant rest began to trudge.
Men marched asleep. Many had lost their boots,
But limped on, blood-shod. All went lame; all blind;
Drunk with fatigue; deaf even to the hoots
Of gas-shells dropping softly behind.

Gas! GAS! Quick, boys!—An ecstasy of fumbling
Fitting the clumsy helmets just in time,
But someone still was yelling out and stumbling
And flound’ring like a man in fire or lime.—
Dim through the misty panes and thick green light,
As under a green sea, I saw him drowning.

In all my dreams before my helpless sight,
He plunges at me, guttering, choking, drowning.

If in some smothering dreams, you too could pace
Behind the wagon that we flung him in,
And watch the white eyes writhing in his face,
His hanging face, like a devil’s sick of sin;
If you could hear, at every jolt, the blood
Come gargling from the froth-corrupted lungs,
Obscene as cancer, bitter as the cud
Of vile, incurable sores on innocent tongues,—
My friend, you would not tell with such high zest
To children ardent for some desperate glory,
The old Lie: Dulce et decorum est
Pro patria mori.

Subject: RE: MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]
From: Donuel
Date: 13 Nov 22 - 06:42 PM

Rap you got 3223

Subject: RE: MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]
From: Donuel
Date: 13 Nov 22 - 04:22 PM

With only a prophetic warning

Morn came and went—and came, and brought no day,

And men forgot their passions in the dread

Of this their desolation; and all hearts

Were chill’d into a selfish prayer for light:

And they did live by watchfires—and tv's,

The palaces of crowned kings—the huts,

The habitations of all things which dwell,

Were burnt for beacons; cities were consum’d,

And men were gather’d round their blazing homes

To look once more into each other’s face;

Each blamed the other to their face of course

Like the volcanos, and their mountain-torch:

A fearful hope was all the world contain’d;

Forests were set on fire—but hour by hour

They fell and faded—and the crackling trunks

Extinguish’d with a crash—and all was black.

The brows of men by the despairing light

Wore an unearthly aspect, as by fits

The flashes fell upon them; some lay down

And hid their eyes and wept; and some did rest

Their chins upon their clenched hands, and smil’d;

And others hurried to and fro, and fed

Their funeral piles with fuel, and look’d up

With mad disquietude on the dull sky,

The pall of a past world; and then again

With curses cast them down upon the dust,

And gnash’d their teeth and howl’d: the wild birds shriek’d

And, terrified, did flutter on the ground,

And flap their useless wings; the wildest brutes

Came tame and tremulous; and vipers crawl’d

And twin’d themselves among the multitude,

Hissing, but stingless—they were slain for food.

And War, which for a moment was no more,

Did glut himself again: a meal was bought

With blood, and each sate sullenly apart

Gorging himself in gloom: no love was left;

All earth was but one thought—and that was death

Immediate and inglorious; and the pang

Of famine fed upon all entrails—men

Died, and their bones were tombless as their flesh;

The meagre by the meagre were devour’d,

Even dogs assail’d their masters, all save one,

And he was faithful to a corpse, and kept

The birds and beasts and famish’d men at bay,

Till hunger claimed him, and the thirst fried him

From hisdry jaws he sought out no food,

But with a piteous and perpetual moan,

And a quick desolate cry, licking the hand

Which answer’d not with a caress—he died.

Subject: RE: MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]
From: Rapparee
Date: 12 Nov 22 - 12:25 PM

Channel Firing
By Thomas Hardy

That night your great guns, unawares,
Shook all our coffins as we lay,
And broke the chancel window-squares,
We thought it was the Judgment-day

And sat upright. While drearisome
Arose the howl of wakened hounds:
The mouse let fall the altar-crumb,
The worms drew back into the mounds,

The glebe cow drooled. Till God called, “No;
It’s gunnery practice out at sea
Just as before you went below;
The world is as it used to be:

“All nations striving strong to make
Red war yet redder. Mad as hatters
They do no more for Christés sake
Than you who are helpless in such matters.

“That this is not the judgment-hour
For some of them’s a blessed thing,
For if it were they’d have to scour
Hell’s floor for so much threatening....

“Ha, ha. It will be warmer when
I blow the trumpet (if indeed
I ever do; for you are men,
And rest eternal sorely need).”

So down we lay again. “I wonder,
Will the world ever saner be,”
Said one, “than when He sent us under
In our indifferent century!”

And many a skeleton shook his head.
“Instead of preaching forty year,”
My neighbour Parson Thirdly said,
“I wish I had stuck to pipes and beer.”

Again the guns disturbed the hour,
Roaring their readiness to avenge,
As far inland as Stourton Tower,
And Camelot, and starlit Stonehenge.

Subject: RE: MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]
From: Rapparee
Date: 10 Nov 22 - 06:39 PM

There was a row in Silver Street that’s near to Dublin Quay,
Between an Irish regiment an’ English cavalree;
It started at Revelly an’ it lasted on till dark:
The first man dropped at Harrison’s, the last forninst the Park.
       For it was:—“Belts, belts, belts, an’ that’s one for you!”
       An’ it was “Belts, belts, belts, an’ that’s done for you!”
       O buckle an’ tongue
       Was the song that we sung
       From Harrison’s down to the Park!
There was a row in Silver Street—the regiments was out,
They called us “Delhi Rebels”, an’ we answered “Threes about!”
That drew them like a hornet’s nest—we met them good an’ large,
The English at the double an’ the Irish at the charge.
       For it was:—“Belts, belts, belts, an’ that’s one for you!”
       An’ it was “Belts, belts, belts, an’ that’s done for you!”
       O buckle an’ tongue
       Was the song that we sung
       From Harrison’s down to the Park!
There was a row in Silver Street—an’ I was in it too;
We passed the time o’ day, an’ then the belts went whirraru!
I misremember what occurred, but subsequint the storm
A reeman’Fs Journal Supplemint was all my uniform.
       For it was:—“Belts, belts, belts, an’ that’s one for you!”
       An’ it was “Belts, belts, belts, an’ that’s done for you!”
       O buckle an’ tongue
       Was the song that we sung
       From Harrison’s down to the Park!
There was a row in Silver Street—they sent the Polis there,
The English were too drunk to know, the Irish didn’t care;
But when they grew impertinint we simultaneous rose,
Till half o’ them was Liffey mud an’ half was tatthered clo’es.
       For it was:—“Belts, belts, belts, an’ that’s one for you!”
       An’ it was “Belts, belts, belts, an’ that’s done for you!”
       O buckle an’ tongue
       Was the song that we sung
       From Harrison’s down to the Park!
There was a row in Silver Street—it might ha’ raged till now,
But some one drew his side-arm clear, an’ nobody knew how;
’Twas Hogan took the point an’ dropped; we saw the red blood run:
An’ so we all was murderers that started out in fun.
       For it was:—“Belts, belts, belts, an’ that’s one for you!”
       An’ it was “Belts, belts, belts, an’ that’s done for you!”
       O buckle an’ tongue
       Was the song that we sung
       From Harrison’s down to the Park!
There was a row in Silver Street—but that put down the shine,
Wid each man whisperin’ to his next: “’Twas never work o’ mine!”
We went away like beaten dogs, an’ down the street we bore him,
The poor dumb corpse that couldn’t tell the bhoys were sorry for him.
       For it was:—“Belts, belts, belts, an’ that’s one for you!”
       An’ it was “Belts, belts, belts, an’ that’s done for you!”
       O buckle an’ tongue
       Was the song that we sung
       From Harrison’s down to the Park!
There was a row in Silver Street—it isn’t over yet,
For half of us are under guard wid punishments to get;
’Tis all a merricle to me as in the Clink I lie:
There was a row in Silver Street—begod, I wonder why!
       But it was:—“Belts, belts, belts, an’ that’s one for you!”
       An’ it was “Belts, belts, belts, an’ that’s done for you!”
       O buckle an’ tongue
       Was the song that we sung
       From Harrison’s down to the Park!

Subject: RE: MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]
From: Donuel
Date: 10 Nov 22 - 05:16 PM

I don't remember but
On the first day of my life
I was blinded by silver nitrite.
On my first day in the sandbox
a boy threw sand in my eyes
Things were black and white for days

On the first day on the beach
My dad was taken by a rip tide.
First times make me want to hide
But there is no where to run
So I just try and make them fun
Since first times were so bleak

like on the school bus I was told
"You are sitting in the wrong seat"
for that I got a skull fracture
and the doctor reversed the X rays
All on a Friday the 13th
I think I was blind to the future

But now I know how things go
And so I thought I'd let you know
that my first times are better than ever.
I simply look into the future
As if firsts already happened
better than I imagined.

Subject: RE: MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]
From: Donuel
Date: 10 Nov 22 - 12:41 PM

Are you central or mountain time?

Subject: RE: MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]
From: Stilly River Sage
Date: 10 Nov 22 - 10:19 AM

MOM, rise and shine! You have to run out to the curb with the trash before the truck gets here, I can hear it up the block! (She didn't take it out last night because coyotes would spread it all around.) You can wear your bathrobe, no one is going to worry about a woman of a certain age out there dressed that way. It's part of the invisibility of middle age and beyond. An under-appreciated superpower.

Subject: RE: MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]
From: Donuel
Date: 08 Nov 22 - 09:35 AM

alien garden gnome kinetic sculpture

Subject: RE: MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]
From: Donuel
Date: 08 Nov 22 - 07:26 AM

Two galaxies holding hands

Subject: RE: MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]
From: Donuel
Date: 07 Nov 22 - 02:37 PM

People seem like they have their chips together but they are all corrupted.

Subject: RE: MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]
From: Rapparee
Date: 07 Nov 22 - 09:53 AM

It's a favorite axion of mine that some folks have burned out all of their nanotubes.

Subject: RE: MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]
From: Donuel
Date: 07 Nov 22 - 07:33 AM

I love nano tubes, particularly the ones in our brain.

That news gets us closer to the all powerful fictionite that could make elevator cables to orbit instead of rockets.

Subject: RE: MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]
From: Rapparee
Date: 07 Nov 22 - 01:24 AM

And now, this!!!

Subject: RE: MOAB - Mother of All BS [annex]
From: Donuel
Date: 06 Nov 22 - 02:06 PM

NOTHING VS. SOMETHING

Mysteries share an absence of salient facts.
Our greatest discoveries have initially come from guesswork.
Guessing is the obvious path for reasoning to proceed in the absence of facts.
What is missing, sometimes is a clue to guess effectively.
Many mysteries seem solved by spinning nothing but the missing facts.
You can even drown a mystery in facts and still be substantially wrong.
Therefore solving mysteries shares guesswork from 'nothing' as much as indisputable facts, if not more.
If this is true, truth is just a biased ego construct. Something like truth faces obstacles like impermanence and entropy so it surprises me that truth exists at all. Trust is only a belief in truth.

So it seems reasonable that everything was created from nothing as in the big bang since nothing has the apparent advantage of nothing.
Besides, physicists say something is composed of mostly empty space.

Footnote and source: from the fractal imagination of Donuel who can not source and footnote everything in the universe.