Predecessor X: The Origin of All Stories
Posted: November 8, 2025 Filed under: AI-Powered Essays | Tags: civilization, culture, development, empathy, history, training, unity 1 CommentAs a sequel to The Olduvai Stomp, have Marvel’s Stan Lee write the original story of the first H. Erectus as a complete storyboard trilogy —
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the birth of rhythm, empathy, and humanity as our “Predecessor X.”
Act I: The Raindrop Origin
(inspired by Homo erectus and the evolution of rhythmic entrainment)
Page 1 – Shelter in the Storm
Dusk under an overhang. A cold rain begins.
The clan huddles together; lightning flickers.
She listens. Raindrops patter against stone — tok… tok tok… tok tok tok.
Her baby brother whimpers beside her.
She mimics the sound with her fingers on his arm — plip… plip…
He stills. Falls asleep.
The storm stayed wild. But in their corner, time learned gentleness.
The Olduvai Stomp: How Homo Erectus Got the Beat — and Became Us
Posted: November 7, 2025 Filed under: AI-Powered Essays | Tags: civilization, culture, development, empathy, humanity, unity 3 CommentsPropose rhythmic synchronization in Homo erectus as the key evolutionary inflection that enabled everything else we consider human.
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A student—Lucy, of course—has secretly brought the STOMP performers to the Olduvai Gorge paleoanthropology site. They pretend to accidentally find a beat, but the power of entrainment soon draws the actual scientists in, even as they slowly realize what is happening.
Act I — The Olduvai Stomp
Scene 1 – Arrival
- Setting: Olduvai Gorge, late afternoon. Wind sighs, cicadas buzz, dust glows.
- A team of scientists works quietly; Lucy arrives with four “volunteers” — STOMP performers disguised as field assistants.
- They unpack their tools innocently.
Scene 2 – The Work
- Everything is ordinary: trowels scrape stone, brushes flick dust, sieves shake grit.
- One performer drops a rock — clack–clack. Another answers — clack. A third shakes a sieve — shhh–thump–shhh–thump.
- Inside the rhythm of labor, a beat begins to breathe.
Higher Self Café v8: The Prerotic Threshold
Posted: September 14, 2025 Filed under: AI-Powered Essays | Tags: dialogue, emotions, identity, love, passion, philosophy, psychology, purpose, religion, self, unity, values Leave a commentContinued from Higher Self Café v7: Transcendent Self-Interest in an Age of Abundance
Setting: The Higher Self Café, a timeless coffeehouse perched above the ordinary bustle of life. Twilight drapes the sky beyond the floor-to-ceiling windows, a gentle purple hue that holds the promise of dawn without yet yielding to it. At a cozy corner table, four figures from across time and tradition sip their drinks amid the café’s soft murmur:
- James Joyce, eyes alight with poetic mischief;
- Plato, dignified and curious;
- Gregory of Nyssa, serene in monastic robes; and
- Abhinavagupta, smiling with a quiet, mystical joy.
A faint music plays — a melody that seems to hover just before its crescendo, as if even the air is waiting in suspended anticipation.
Joyce: (swirling a dark espresso in a small cup, his gaze unfocused) There’s a moment… you know, a shimmering moment just before passion ignites. (He pauses, the hint of a smile on his lips.) It’s like the whole world holds its breath. I’ve felt it in art and… elsewhere — the instant before a kiss, or before a poem’s climax. That delicious hovering on the brink of something.
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Posted: December 1, 2024 Filed under: AI-Powered Essays | Tags: culture, freedom, politics, reconciliation, unity, values Leave a commentChatGPT Prompt (condensed)
Imagine a fanciful conversation where Kieran Egan is a marriage counselor trained in Internal Family Systems, and Montessori and Mussolini come to him for couples counseling. Add a prologue for their real-life dilemma and an epilogue for their potential future.
Prologue: A Fractured Alliance
In the chaos of the early 1920s, Italy teetered on the edge of collapse. Political factions clashed in the streets, rural unrest boiled over, and the specter of communism haunted the nation. Benito Mussolini believed only a strong, unified state could save Italy, and he was willing to use coercive power to achieve it. Yet, even in his quest for control, he saw the promise in an educational genius: Maria Montessori.
Montessori’s methods, rooted in trust and independence, seemed to offer a different kind of unity—one built on connection and meaning rather than force. For a time, their partnership thrived. Montessori’s schools expanded under Mussolini’s regime, blending her vision of individual empowerment with his need for national cohesion. But their philosophies were destined to collide. Montessori’s pacifism and focus on human potential clashed with Mussolini’s growing authoritarianism. By the mid-1930s, their alliance crumbled, and Italy turned toward a darker path.
But what if someone had been able to bridge their divide? Could Italy have become a beacon of unity forged through both strength and freedom? The answer lies in the possibilities they left behind.
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