“the spot” is the singularity at the end of time, the One True God: the ethic of reciprocity. Bow down or the rest of us will PUT you down.
In Groundwork on the Metaphysics of Morals, Immanuel Kant refers to the necessary -harmonization- of the kingdom of ends and the kingdom of nature. He wasn’t the first to recognize this, and certainly not the last, as Immortal proves here. The final battle of the new Battlestar Galactica takes place in orbit around a ‘naked singularity,’ for instance. Recall all the Cylon and Baltar-messiah talk of ‘the One True God.’
Lil Wayne (“6 Foot 7 Foot,” “Drop the World”) Eminem, Trent Reznor (“Down in it,” Pretty Hate Machine) and Ed Roland (“Satellite,” Youth) masterfully harmonize their textual symbolism with theoretical physics, which is itself one of the purest forms of moral philosophy (see Kant’s 1755 Universal Natural History and Theory of Heaven if the connection isn’t immediately clear: http://records.viu.ca/~johnstoi/kant/kant2e.htm) — oh, and how convenient that the Higgs Boson is trending in the news now. You may need to bridge the gap between humanities and sciences in order to appreciate the -gravity- of the situation, and to make sense of the universal mechanics of the ethic of reciprocity. Remember that ‘Big G,’ the Universal Gravitational Constant, is 6.67x10-11. Symbolically, this collection of numbers represents a divine variant of the Mark of the Beast (667), rebirth (10), and revelation (11). The significance of the negative is ambiguous: it could be purely meaningless mathematical infrastructure like the multiplication sign, or a reversal of the meaning of 11 (deliberate stupification of another or the willing regression of the self into self-imposed immaturity and tutelage: Cypher’s betrayal in the Matrix, for example).
If all of this makes no sense to the reader, I suggest he scrutinize the texts I have cited here, all the while blurring the lines arbitrarily drawn between the humanities and sciences, themselves needlessly fragmented into departmental disciplines in order to appease the demands of administrative bureaucracy at the expense of the Universities' ultimate project — these fissures within the theoretical concept of the university (um, the word ‘university’ provides a hint as to its founding purpose!) suggest deliberate sabotage.
Beware mistaking a mere black hole for the Singularity — on that path lies danger. Read Eminem’s “Cold Wind Blows” and “Talking to Myself” as cautionary tales against getting snared in a false singularity (idolatry! Kant’s ‘Heteronomy’).
OK, you motherfuckers, go read all that shit carefully, if you want to really comprehend why I’d bother explicating the manifold meanings silently resonant within this innocuous utterance: “the spot.” If you don’t know how to connect the dots between all texts, you may someday come perilously close to being put down by one of us revolutionary warrior poets. 50 Cent warns that you better listen or you’ll get your ass hit.
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