Genius as opposed to some kind of evolutionary pinnacle is rather an anointed office. The individuated objective self realized state of superior existential intelligence fails the utilitarian political dimension that is prerequisite in the truth power business. Genius in the present age is an orthodoxy of precept codified endeavor. It's almost as if there was a monopoly on genius, acceptable legitimized genius. The anointed Genius must work within an exterior to himself determined paradigm of defined problem and solution. So for a paragraph or two I intend to leave the turgid mud of institutional-industrial utilitarian genius and perchance to dream. To dream, imaginative dreaming, that anti consensual utilitarian genius subversive activity that dares to recklessly transcend the monopoly of truth power.
I dream of an energy revolution. I see a day when the combustion engine lies on the junk heap of history and is mocked as a primitive technology. As excited as some seem to be over this "revolution" in bio fuels, it's forgotten that all this has been tried before and found inadequate as an energy source that works with an optimal efficiency to carry it's own weight. Bio fuels also fail to mitigate the negative environmental impact and have untenable far ranging economic consequences. Yet here we are, our "genius" is right back there again repeating the same failed experiments hoping for a new result. Someday a real breakthrough will come in energy derivation that will liberate earth from combustion as a power source. This revolution will not come from the current endeavors of orthodox Genius. This evolution will come from an individual who realizes that everything everywhere is energy and discovers what will inevitably be a quite simple way to draw upon, tap, manipulate then utilize this universal omnipresent energy.
Who can doubt that this advance in energy consciousness would be the impetus for a fundamental evolution in planetary social hierarchies? Or perhaps they would occur hand and hand but they both would occur. Then joining the combustion engine on the trash heap of history would be the world's suddenly obselete money supply and it's infrastructure for maintaining global financial slavery. These chains and limitations would finally explode in a huge collective silent sigh from individuals who now find themselves free to pursue their dreams with the enthusiasm of a child. Poverty and want fade as the ubiquitousness of this new energy simply make it unnecessary for individuals to fight and strive over what seem at present limited basic survival advantages. As Nationalism and greed disappear along with any possible motivation for war and violence, one can only dream of what people could then do with their lives and what kind of world this might become.
But meanwhile this orthodoxy of dysfunctional genius rules the day and the maverick is shunned to the sidelines, shadows and irrelevancy. The dreamer is mocked as a non competitive fool wasting his hours in unproductive work. But that's the way it's always been. No real advance in technology, knowledge, philosophy, art or religion for that matter didn't arrive but against a stout resistance from a status quo using the politics of the truth power business. However, it's not naive to dream of these new possibilities. No, perhaps not in my lifetime will any New Age arrive, but you look out on the future and all you see are the centuries to come. Plus you can be sure that right now, hidden in some remote corner, there is a self actuated imagination with a vision who is now dreaming but will soon be making efforts and experiments. It is only a matter of time and fortuitous circumstances. It's not about a better Human being or species evolving, it's about a new set of life conditions that will foster the potential better human being already evolved but presently suppressed, oppressed and stifled so hence latent and waiting in most of us. The liberation of mankind will come with the liberation of a universal, drawn straight from the cosmos, energy. I know, it's just a dream, a silly little dream.
