Last post's someday arrived early and'll be on eBay another 4-1/2 days. I guess I have to figure the Mystery Liner stills in 7.
more house equations
well, just came across Georg Pick's Theorem relating lattice points (columns) to areas, and somehow coprimality (GCD) -- I like this pop book of Keith Ball's quite a bit so far. It's nice having lattices stay on so long, giving a chance for neighbors to drop by. Today's office hours saw an old friend come by, looking a bit worse for wear: 6 progressively moth-eaten leftovers were all the networked evidence I could find of the cover I drew for the Curtains' FAST TALKS. At least they were all still square, and enough to point out the lattice has been on my mind quite a while now. Someday I'll post up a one-step-bigger-along-the-progression scan of this old friend, and perhaps the same week I'll figure out how to post a few stills from "Mystery Liner" showing 3 peacoats' 6 parallels becoming a swimming lattice itself.
Buckminster Fuller made much of the exponentiations of 1001, I wonder if he ever tried something like 0x1001^2, 0x1001^3 ... gets a whole lot of numbers looking pretty good, namely all the (x^3)+1's. I'm not just posting to make fun with Bucky, but out of myself too, as I find myself doing 10901*91, 109901*91, 1099901*91, wondering if there's some closed-ish positional number system with unequal steps. Do you know how to say what I mean?
Before a couple days ago I'd never considered any personal reasons for anyone's shacking up in an arcology of Soleri's but feeling far from a few animal friends gave me new look at it. Posted on the inside of my door in imitation of a hotel emergency exit plan is Samuel Sagan's map of the Temple of Eisraim, an aid to imagining living in the living plass. I'm thinking now of replacing it with an arcology escape route behind plexiglass passing by all my friends' quarters.
at Don's, listening to the 259 mod pulse going into independent AM, FM, TM and phase lock depths, coming out as much more, I'm still amazed-- Sweetheart, you opened that bottle of water like a safe-cracker! lately the partial inseparability of dimensions has been coming back more and more frequently, and a knob that says as much would be quite a cracksman's treat!
kinds of rewarming!
In connection between the last thermodynamics question's lifelike expansion and the talk on kinds of heat and kinds of cold, I've uncovered some precursors in Sigmund Rascher's work. His translators mention both "dry cold" and "animal warmth", the special transference of the latter being investigated following Himmler's intuition. My intuition agrees entirely, in fact, that I'd be more likely to be returned from freezing to the living by the tapping of sensual, psychic, erotic energies in aid of the mechanical ones.
some bits from the Nuremberg trial transcripts:
"What is an airfleet or flight surgeon or sea rescue service to do when they fish a man out of the North Sea? Are they to warm them in blankets or warm them in a cradle, or give them whiskey or put them in a hot bed or treat them with diathermy of the heart."
"Just as the temperature is reduced more quickly by cold water than by cold air, so an increase in temperature is better attained by warm water than by warm air. We found most successful the effect of so-called ultra-short waves in rewarming. While a rat, with its critical body temperature of nineteen degrees, recovers totally in thermostatically controlled temperature of forty-two degrees in about three-quarters of an hour, it can, subjected to such low frequency alternating currents (Verschiebestroeme), appear almost entirely normal in its motor and sensory reactions after two to three minutes. The observation that in a hot sand bath the rewarming occurs as rapidly as in a hot water bath seems to be of practical importance."
Prosecution Exhibit 105 isn't available on the network yet, but a transcript of it's partial reading is:
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Experiments for re-warming of intensely chilled human beings by animal warmth.
A. The purpose of the experiment: To ascertain whether the re-warming of intensely chilled human beings by animal warmth, for example, the warmth of animals or human beings, is as good or better then re-warming by physical or medical means.
B. Method of the experiments: The experimental subjects were cooled in the usual way, clad or unclad, in cold water of temperatures varying between fo[u]r degrees Centigrade and nine degrees Centigrade. The rectal temperature of every experimental subject was recorded thermo-electrically. The reduction of temperature occurred within the usual span of time, varying in accordance with the general condition of the body of the experimental subject and the temperature of the water. The experimental subjects were removed from the water when their rectal temperature reached 30 degrees Centigrade. At this time the experimental subjects had all lost consciousness. In eight cases the experimental subjects were then placed between two naked women in a spacious bed. The women were supposed to nestle as closely as possible to the chilled person. Then all three persons were covered with blankets. The speeding up of rewarming by light cradles or by medicines was not attempted.
C. Results:
1. When the temperature of the experimental subjects was recorded it was striking that an after-drop of temperature up to 3 [degrees] C occurred, which is a greater after-drop than that seen with any other method of rewarming. It was observed, however, that consciousness returned at an earlier point, that is a lower body temperature than with other methods of rewarming. Once the subjects regained consciousness they did not lose it again, but very quickly grasped the situation and snuggled up to the naked female bodies. The rise of body temperature then occurred at about the same speed as in experimental subjects who had been rewarmed by packing in blankets. Exceptions were four experimental subjects who, at body temperatures between 30 [degrees] C and 32 [degrees] C, performed the act of sexual intercourse. In these experimental subjects the temperature rose very rapidly after sexual intercourse, which could be compared with the speedy rise in temperature in a hot bath.
2. Another set of experiments concerned the rewarming of intensely chilled persons by one woman. In all these cases rewarming was significantly quicker than could be accomplished by two women. The cause of this seems to me that in warming by one woman only, personal inhibitions are removed, and the woman nestles up to the chilled individual much more intimately. Also in these cases, the return of complete consciousness was strikingly rapid. Only one experimental subject did not return to consciousness and the warming effect was only slight. This person died with symptoms suggesting cerebral hemorrhage, as was confirmed by subsequent autopsy.
D. Summary:
Rewarming experiments of intensely chilled experimental subjects demonstrated that rewarming with animal warmth was very slow. Only such experimental subjects whose physical condition permitted sexual intercourse rewarmed themselves remarkably quickly, and showed an equally strikingly rapid return of complete physical well-being. Since excessively long exposure of the body to low temperatures implies danger of contral damage, that method must be chosen for rewarming which guarantees the quickest relief from dangerously low temperatures. This method, according to our experiences, is massive and rapid supply of warmth by means of a hot bath.
Rewarming of intensely chilled human beings by human or animal warmth can therefore be recommended only in such cases in which other possibilities for rewarming are not available, or in cases of specially tender individuals who possibly may not be able to stand a massive and rapid supply of warmth. As for example, I am thinking of intensely chilled small children, who are best rewarmed by the body of their mothers, with the aid of hot water bottles.
Dachau, 12 February 1943.
(Signed) DR.S. RASCHER
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So as we deduce when moving from the longest-coffee-heat problem to the longest-body-heat one, heat is not just physical, one woman serves better than two for the reheating of a frozen man.
What's more, some of the report's unread bits are at least described: graphs showing the time-course of the rewarming, organized by type, and of particular interest, distinguishing the cases where intercourse followed from those that didn't, showing they grasped more of our nature than many of us today! These plots that I hope to see someday I'd file along side Reich's electrical recordings of orgasms: precious signals
some bits from the Nuremberg trial transcripts:
"What is an airfleet or flight surgeon or sea rescue service to do when they fish a man out of the North Sea? Are they to warm them in blankets or warm them in a cradle, or give them whiskey or put them in a hot bed or treat them with diathermy of the heart."
"Just as the temperature is reduced more quickly by cold water than by cold air, so an increase in temperature is better attained by warm water than by warm air. We found most successful the effect of so-called ultra-short waves in rewarming. While a rat, with its critical body temperature of nineteen degrees, recovers totally in thermostatically controlled temperature of forty-two degrees in about three-quarters of an hour, it can, subjected to such low frequency alternating currents (Verschiebestroeme), appear almost entirely normal in its motor and sensory reactions after two to three minutes. The observation that in a hot sand bath the rewarming occurs as rapidly as in a hot water bath seems to be of practical importance."
Prosecution Exhibit 105 isn't available on the network yet, but a transcript of it's partial reading is:
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Experiments for re-warming of intensely chilled human beings by animal warmth.
A. The purpose of the experiment: To ascertain whether the re-warming of intensely chilled human beings by animal warmth, for example, the warmth of animals or human beings, is as good or better then re-warming by physical or medical means.
B. Method of the experiments: The experimental subjects were cooled in the usual way, clad or unclad, in cold water of temperatures varying between fo[u]r degrees Centigrade and nine degrees Centigrade. The rectal temperature of every experimental subject was recorded thermo-electrically. The reduction of temperature occurred within the usual span of time, varying in accordance with the general condition of the body of the experimental subject and the temperature of the water. The experimental subjects were removed from the water when their rectal temperature reached 30 degrees Centigrade. At this time the experimental subjects had all lost consciousness. In eight cases the experimental subjects were then placed between two naked women in a spacious bed. The women were supposed to nestle as closely as possible to the chilled person. Then all three persons were covered with blankets. The speeding up of rewarming by light cradles or by medicines was not attempted.
C. Results:
1. When the temperature of the experimental subjects was recorded it was striking that an after-drop of temperature up to 3 [degrees] C occurred, which is a greater after-drop than that seen with any other method of rewarming. It was observed, however, that consciousness returned at an earlier point, that is a lower body temperature than with other methods of rewarming. Once the subjects regained consciousness they did not lose it again, but very quickly grasped the situation and snuggled up to the naked female bodies. The rise of body temperature then occurred at about the same speed as in experimental subjects who had been rewarmed by packing in blankets. Exceptions were four experimental subjects who, at body temperatures between 30 [degrees] C and 32 [degrees] C, performed the act of sexual intercourse. In these experimental subjects the temperature rose very rapidly after sexual intercourse, which could be compared with the speedy rise in temperature in a hot bath.
2. Another set of experiments concerned the rewarming of intensely chilled persons by one woman. In all these cases rewarming was significantly quicker than could be accomplished by two women. The cause of this seems to me that in warming by one woman only, personal inhibitions are removed, and the woman nestles up to the chilled individual much more intimately. Also in these cases, the return of complete consciousness was strikingly rapid. Only one experimental subject did not return to consciousness and the warming effect was only slight. This person died with symptoms suggesting cerebral hemorrhage, as was confirmed by subsequent autopsy.
D. Summary:
Rewarming experiments of intensely chilled experimental subjects demonstrated that rewarming with animal warmth was very slow. Only such experimental subjects whose physical condition permitted sexual intercourse rewarmed themselves remarkably quickly, and showed an equally strikingly rapid return of complete physical well-being. Since excessively long exposure of the body to low temperatures implies danger of contral damage, that method must be chosen for rewarming which guarantees the quickest relief from dangerously low temperatures. This method, according to our experiences, is massive and rapid supply of warmth by means of a hot bath.
Rewarming of intensely chilled human beings by human or animal warmth can therefore be recommended only in such cases in which other possibilities for rewarming are not available, or in cases of specially tender individuals who possibly may not be able to stand a massive and rapid supply of warmth. As for example, I am thinking of intensely chilled small children, who are best rewarmed by the body of their mothers, with the aid of hot water bottles.
Dachau, 12 February 1943.
(Signed) DR.S. RASCHER
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So as we deduce when moving from the longest-coffee-heat problem to the longest-body-heat one, heat is not just physical, one woman serves better than two for the reheating of a frozen man.
What's more, some of the report's unread bits are at least described: graphs showing the time-course of the rewarming, organized by type, and of particular interest, distinguishing the cases where intercourse followed from those that didn't, showing they grasped more of our nature than many of us today! These plots that I hope to see someday I'd file along side Reich's electrical recordings of orgasms: precious signals
precious signals
Signals! how to both make them and get to keep making them. So-- how to make the most, best.
thinking of Kay Sorg, my 8th grade science teacher, who once asked the question of whether boiling coffee and chilled cream should be combined early or late to longest preserve their combined heat, makes me think of the question of Shakuni's blood's best chance for revenge. His entire family was imprisoned and fed only enough for one with the hope they would all die. The solution to that thermodynamics problem was not to share the food but to feed it all to the youngest life, their best chance at revenge.
When should the cream's and coffee's heat be combined with the body to sustain its heat for the longest duration? I believe Kay Sorg faces the possibility of imprisonment now, and I'd like to present this and the other questions it brings up to her. (how many calls from prison are we now allowed? what precious signals!- to pass along a puzzle in moments that lasts for years (for me it's another ratio of 6 or 7 orders of magnitude!)!)
how to best bring the other world here. how to open the space most, longest, best/
Staying alive is part of it, and staying awake, and being rich might be too!
Rényi's machine for turning what temperature coffee into theorems: bringing the other world.
thinking of Kay Sorg, my 8th grade science teacher, who once asked the question of whether boiling coffee and chilled cream should be combined early or late to longest preserve their combined heat, makes me think of the question of Shakuni's blood's best chance for revenge. His entire family was imprisoned and fed only enough for one with the hope they would all die. The solution to that thermodynamics problem was not to share the food but to feed it all to the youngest life, their best chance at revenge.
When should the cream's and coffee's heat be combined with the body to sustain its heat for the longest duration? I believe Kay Sorg faces the possibility of imprisonment now, and I'd like to present this and the other questions it brings up to her. (how many calls from prison are we now allowed? what precious signals!- to pass along a puzzle in moments that lasts for years (for me it's another ratio of 6 or 7 orders of magnitude!)!)
how to best bring the other world here. how to open the space most, longest, best/
Staying alive is part of it, and staying awake, and being rich might be too!
Rényi's machine for turning what temperature coffee into theorems: bringing the other world.
my house's equation
I've found the way to see what might be seen sitting in the middle of home in an array of columns: GCD again! If the steps to a column are reducible by steps to another it's occluded by the part's landmark. In the talks I've followed so far Reimann's Zeta function gives 6/pi/pi as the portion of visible columns the bigger my house gets assuming too riduculously thin columns.
I think a small house would serve better anyways, as long as it was warm enough, the deviation from the calculated shown in the ragged line of column plinths' shapewaves to be continued in surrounding topiary giving a big feeling.
I think a small house would serve better anyways, as long as it was warm enough, the deviation from the calculated shown in the ragged line of column plinths' shapewaves to be continued in surrounding topiary giving a big feeling.
hair dimensions alphabetized
How much hair does one need to be able to flip it? Separating the question by dimension, I need very few hairs do it, if only long enough.
Read a bit today on dimensional formulae after alphabetizing a list of words for coffee from languages of differing orthographies. That was fun for a start, and now I feel like alphabetizing units by their dimensions: first would come the dimensionless constants, then dimensionless units, followed by length, area, volume; mass.. starts to get funny here, and the fun is a bit like gray code, but brighter!
the dimensionless units might like better to be folded over the rest showing their spacious origins;
parting the hair before flipping it
Read a bit today on dimensional formulae after alphabetizing a list of words for coffee from languages of differing orthographies. That was fun for a start, and now I feel like alphabetizing units by their dimensions: first would come the dimensionless constants, then dimensionless units, followed by length, area, volume; mass.. starts to get funny here, and the fun is a bit like gray code, but brighter!
the dimensionless units might like better to be folded over the rest showing their spacious origins;
parting the hair before flipping it
column's counter
The talk about kinds of heat brings us naturally to IR and wanting to put Infrarotheizung in the walls. From here, I think of Wittkower opposing wall-architecture to column-architecture, and of columns as my idea of a fun time. So, together, I see now IR emissions from columns opening the way for me to live in an opened column environment-- I won't need walls when I have heat!
this brings me to my question: I think I once saw on TV (Square One, I think) a formula for the number of columns visible when standing inside an array of them, but I can't find it now. How's it go?
when considering the limit of visibility of the distant or nearly occluded columns, think on the surprising durability of my 1 minute memory at a distance of ~20 years: a range of 10 million to 1! I know not all the minutes stand out so strongly, but many certainly do, and the televised formula's minute of fame has come to me not just this once, but many times since. I recall remembering it being driven past fields planted in grids, trying to catch the passing shapes waves in the column's varying visibility.
How's it go?
this brings me to my question: I think I once saw on TV (Square One, I think) a formula for the number of columns visible when standing inside an array of them, but I can't find it now. How's it go?
when considering the limit of visibility of the distant or nearly occluded columns, think on the surprising durability of my 1 minute memory at a distance of ~20 years: a range of 10 million to 1! I know not all the minutes stand out so strongly, but many certainly do, and the televised formula's minute of fame has come to me not just this once, but many times since. I recall remembering it being driven past fields planted in grids, trying to catch the passing shapes waves in the column's varying visibility.
How's it go?
adding light to heat
The night my car first wouldn't start I shined my phone's light into the engine compartment and was convinced that some large part was missing. I later realized it only looked different because I was comparing it to my sunlit memories. The phone's backlight penetrated the surface the sun had made showing me the pavement under the engine I'd not seen so much of before.
Taking a shower in my elliptical bathtub a night after a morning one I played at making waves as I had then and saw them so differently: again the artificial light penetrated a surface the sun had made while it was up. My sunlit waves reflected crosses, while the night waves lensed the vanity lighting into bouncing lassos.
So I found different kinds of light to go along with the kinds of heat I've been thinking of for years: sun-heat, fire-heat, steam-heat, water-heat, air-heat. Bath-heat warming me up while I read Carroll's Circular Billiards or wonder on what someone's mom once told me about the chaos bouncing around inside the slightly imperfect ellipse. Better to feel!
This second I wonder about kinds of cold!
Taking a shower in my elliptical bathtub a night after a morning one I played at making waves as I had then and saw them so differently: again the artificial light penetrated a surface the sun had made while it was up. My sunlit waves reflected crosses, while the night waves lensed the vanity lighting into bouncing lassos.
So I found different kinds of light to go along with the kinds of heat I've been thinking of for years: sun-heat, fire-heat, steam-heat, water-heat, air-heat. Bath-heat warming me up while I read Carroll's Circular Billiards or wonder on what someone's mom once told me about the chaos bouncing around inside the slightly imperfect ellipse. Better to feel!
This second I wonder about kinds of cold!
an intermediate result
on the old subject of Kierkegaard's words on James 4:8, I recently made a little step summarized by: Purity of 'purity of heart is willing one thing' is heart.
how do you call a hand-sized plastic box with a slot cut out of one face disclosing a freely rotating bristle- encrusted wire mounted inside such that sliding the box over a surface rolls the bristle wire over it transferring dust and dirt from the surface to the box. The box also happens to pop into two pieces so the dirt can be easily removed later on, and then pop back into one piece.I've been asking and getting no help dear reader.
some computer questions
I've been asking a few questions here recently. so here's one more from the vaults:
Is there a internet search engine that pays attention to punctuation marks?
I was also going to ask how to tick GUI checkboxes from the keyboard as I've been trying to use the keyboard more (and one-handed, and left-handed, and mousing reverse-grip left-handed, too. Actually, I'm trying to get past even that now, to just keeping on the flow and feeling both hands as much as possible), but I figured it out: once you TAB onto one, SPACEBAR does the trick.
Is there a internet search engine that pays attention to punctuation marks?
I was also going to ask how to tick GUI checkboxes from the keyboard as I've been trying to use the keyboard more (and one-handed, and left-handed, and mousing reverse-grip left-handed, too. Actually, I'm trying to get past even that now, to just keeping on the flow and feeling both hands as much as possible), but I figured it out: once you TAB onto one, SPACEBAR does the trick.
a little on driving
I note here, something I haven't seen mentioned before on the subject of driving:
the effect of accelerations on the vertical tracking (pitch) of the road surface. I noticed this early on in a gross way, feeling my way over speed bumps, that decelerating coming onto the bump and accelerating while leaving it keeps the car tracking the surface smoothly. I had supposed the principal similar to popping a wheelie: accelerations first tend to pitch the car's nose up decelerations, down, but now that I write out these two long growing parts of my idea they seem to not lay quite as neatly together as one thing like I'd imagined. Maybe "tracking" was the wrong image-- if only for the reason that I see now it leaves out entirely the shock absorbers, leaving them to be canceled by my foot's activity. Well, I'll just watch more what happens: that's what I'm really aiming at here anyways.
Another thing I've started to pay attention to while driving is hitting the little reflectors glued to the lane divisions when changing lanes. Trying not to touch them has given me a finer perception of the total road surface. It helps to have these tricks of getting to perception and away from oversimplifying reality.
the effect of accelerations on the vertical tracking (pitch) of the road surface. I noticed this early on in a gross way, feeling my way over speed bumps, that decelerating coming onto the bump and accelerating while leaving it keeps the car tracking the surface smoothly. I had supposed the principal similar to popping a wheelie: accelerations first tend to pitch the car's nose up decelerations, down, but now that I write out these two long growing parts of my idea they seem to not lay quite as neatly together as one thing like I'd imagined. Maybe "tracking" was the wrong image-- if only for the reason that I see now it leaves out entirely the shock absorbers, leaving them to be canceled by my foot's activity. Well, I'll just watch more what happens: that's what I'm really aiming at here anyways.
Another thing I've started to pay attention to while driving is hitting the little reflectors glued to the lane divisions when changing lanes. Trying not to touch them has given me a finer perception of the total road surface. It helps to have these tricks of getting to perception and away from oversimplifying reality.
Kennedy's keyword
Speaking of playfair ciphers: it seems JFK cut one into a coconut, but I haven't had much luck finding what keyword he used, and the closer I get to the details the less sure I am that he used one at all. I'd like to know
materials science by proportion, part 2
so, last I mentioned it I hadn't really gotten to the materials science part of the proportion story, but it's short: 'tatami-' describes proportion by material embodying it; 'golden-,' too, but in reverse-- the proportion embodying an abstract quality described by the material. There must be others
I first thought of crystal lattice constants (zb, CdS-paned, 1:1.624.., close to gold!), and the 7 systems caught my eye though I still don't know what to do with them. speaking of which, yesterday I spent some time extending Euclid's algorithm to unequal pane dimensions, but didn't get farther than 2:1, and even that I think I might have mixed up. funny that the thing I came up with kind of reminded me of the Stein's binary version with the factors of two taken out and saved for later. I just kept in mind parity of the number of subtractions before switching measures, and used the last parity leading to zero remainder to either divide by 2 or not. I'm not sure if this is really right to have done but it seemed to work and the sounds surprised me!
I first thought of crystal lattice constants (zb, CdS-paned, 1:1.624.., close to gold!), and the 7 systems caught my eye though I still don't know what to do with them. speaking of which, yesterday I spent some time extending Euclid's algorithm to unequal pane dimensions, but didn't get farther than 2:1, and even that I think I might have mixed up. funny that the thing I came up with kind of reminded me of the Stein's binary version with the factors of two taken out and saved for later. I just kept in mind parity of the number of subtractions before switching measures, and used the last parity leading to zero remainder to either divide by 2 or not. I'm not sure if this is really right to have done but it seemed to work and the sounds surprised me!
roman side note
By the way, I've been thinking of roman numerals for the last year thanks to Shannon's THROBAC, so seeing last post's "Ctrl+C-Ctrl+V" made me think of Ctrl+C+(-ctrI)+V. [and thinking so made me tidy towards it, too] Elements out of strictly descending order having their signs reversed by roman convention we can make it just nice looking CCIV.
materials science by proportion
Speaking of coming in pairs of threes: I recently read, I think in Sayers' somewhere, "square paned," and have found it since in others'. 'Recently' meaning sometime since I've had Euclid's algorithm steadily on my mind, so the windows naturally made me think of its proof of the window's commensurable dimensions. I wondered then about panes of other proportions: 'golden-paned', for example was the example I found for my marginal note prompting future wonder.
That future came today when tatami mats suggested themselves as members, immediately followed by bricks, which I had just a little less recently thought of as adjuncts to a then-separate look at cultured stone. Bricks kept their place as adjuncts for today while I defocused on tatami mats --the most promising and elusive of the partial finds: a paper entitled "the forty-one steps," yet to be located in full
square-paned is to GCD as golden-paned is to Greatest Golden-Tile as bricks [header-, stretcher-, english-, garden wall-, flemish-, quarter-, herringbone-, basket-, american-, rat-trap- Bonds] are to [H-, S-... (-CD)s] as tatami-covered is to Greatest Tatami Mat Tile.
Along this sentence we are asking not only for the largest tiles possible, but first for the decomposition to be made in irrationally proportioned units, and then their arrangement to follow some special rules I've had trouble locating. Hopefully the forty one steps will tell all.
The least vague source I've found so far has been a Alt+PrtScr-Ctrl+V google books' limited preview of Heino Engel's "Measure and Construction of the Japanese House", most repeating one another to say only that "mats must not be laid in a grid pattern, and in any layout there is never a point where the corners of three or four mats touch" while implying that there's much more to be found out somewhere, and perhaps Ctrl+C-Ctrl+V'ing wikipedia's Image:Tatami_layout_1 that one might have drawn in the same time.
still, there's enough to start some thinking, so I'm thankful: Thanks!
But the way, what do you call two shapes made by slicing a cylinder at an angle, made to rotate relative to each other about their once shared symmetry axis for the purpose of producing a rising motion? It has something to do with saloon doors, but probably much more to do with something simpler. I'd like to know.
Sayers and other hopefuls
Not having a very good idea what to do, I've fallen back on some standards as evidenced last post. One I've yet to mention is a pile of Dorothy Sayers' books in my favorite avon edition; the one with covers marked by concentric circles and episode numbers. Having recently passed through 'Have His Carcase''s beautifully involved passage describing a Playfair decipherment, I fished out a Dover edition of Helen Fouche Gaines' Cryptanalysis from under the wicker couch where I'd left it so many bedtimes ago, and had a look through the early chapters discussing scrambling operations which finally struck me for the first time as related to the duration-scrambling I've been up to recently. It'll be time to pack the car again soon, and I wonder if Gaines will make it in. (the idea will at least)
Last night I finally got the power up to fetch a few CDs from out of my old room, and of these I also wonder if they'll follow along on the drive south: Revenge, Conqueror, Blasphemy, Bestial Warlust, Black Witchery, Havohej
These two families of aspiring itinerants don't seem to have much in common, and perhaps they don't: will I be able to will one thing someday? Though I sometimes demand purity in the form of solidity and stability the same everyday, I don't think it's a question of finding space in me for different things, but just looking on them with spacious eyes. could be
Last night I finally got the power up to fetch a few CDs from out of my old room, and of these I also wonder if they'll follow along on the drive south: Revenge, Conqueror, Blasphemy, Bestial Warlust, Black Witchery, Havohej
These two families of aspiring itinerants don't seem to have much in common, and perhaps they don't: will I be able to will one thing someday? Though I sometimes demand purity in the form of solidity and stability the same everyday, I don't think it's a question of finding space in me for different things, but just looking on them with spacious eyes. could be
data at least
I can't tell very well what's important anymore, the one thing I knew being removed. So I'll fall on some technical notes for the moment: looking at "Sound in, Sound out" as a category in which to stick things I can see my recent 8085 programs as falling in the periphery, and more importantly pointing to the middle. Paul Berg's PILE seems so too, even if he didn't act on any apprehension of the possible fact (the RNG he wrote so many routines based around is "Noise in" after all.). With "Noise in" as the in of "Sound in, Sound out" I've mostly been looking for nice separations and mixtures: distilling essences in an ideal space at odds with the basis handed in. to this end:
2nd: was thinking of how uniform distributions add to make triangular ones and then on to normal curves. and that it'd be useful to have a more concrete, perhaps geometric understanding, first thought in the 99cent store's exit queue, close to the front, with someone's xeroxed handout on Xenakis' probability distributions I found in a french copy of Musiques Formelles in my pocket, 2nd thought last night, and followed by a few drawings of rotating direct and retrograde copies of integer lists against one another. not sure yet what sense the drawings make, but the basics are reproduced above.
2ndy2nd: Then, this morning looking at ways irregularites are separated, mixed and compounded in the casting of the I Ching, I noticed the rotation of direct modulo sequences against one another to manipulate distrtibutions. (that's how we see first the 1:4 distribution, and then 1:1 -- a little rotation). [I wonder now if I could describe these things as convolutions as they look so similar to that other shifting and combining of direct and retrograde sequences.]
So. having made this little mess, I'm not any happier, but I have something to think about on the BART ride I'm treating myself to the instant after this post goes up
got a little better today
two years ago or so I found the instructive value of eating doritios. They taught me to pay attention to the position of food in my mouth as I'm eating it, and to notice the boundary at which I lose the individual pieces. Today I picked up a plate of meal remains I would never have chosen myself - a tortilla that had formerly housed a breakfast burrito, hashbrown nuggets with cheddar cheese, fragments of 2 scones, one cranberry, one plain, salsa, and some tiny bits of wet-ish bacon. the tastes were sort of rubbing on each other, and I started making more rubs, pickgin up salsa with the plain scone. Eating this I thought of Buddhist monks who before eating whatever is given them, mix all their gifts together, and tried it too. I'd always thought of the monk's practice as a sort of sense-mortification, to learn to not care somehow, but it had a quite different function for me. I was very much in my senses, and checking out the whole landscape of possibilities evenly. It could be also a monk's goal here too. I'm happy that at least that prescription of theirs might only be the physical injunction with the theoretic support removed for us to use as best we can. It's a new view of pedagogy I've had just recently. prior I've always been stuck on the theoretic aspect almost exclusively, being bored with reality somehow, or trying to skip it-- which is the most nonsensical behavior I can imagine now.
Yesterday I was watching some ants, very briefly, and thought oh, it's strange that I think I know that all worker ants are female, something unverifiable by watching, but that I don't know many other more fascinating (to me (the all female workers thing doesn't even mean anything!) ) and harder to codify things that I'd notice first if I'd just watch the ants. so I really don't know ANYTHING. so my education starts now as fast as I can start being how I want.
Yesterday I was watching some ants, very briefly, and thought oh, it's strange that I think I know that all worker ants are female, something unverifiable by watching, but that I don't know many other more fascinating (to me (the all female workers thing doesn't even mean anything!) ) and harder to codify things that I'd notice first if I'd just watch the ants. so I really don't know ANYTHING. so my education starts now as fast as I can start being how I want.
Today we admire the thick walls attributed to the ancients' sense of propriety and silence, but are unable to build in their proportion. But we are able as ever they were. Most of them were like most of us, but some with deepened rhythms moved in ways that reach us now, and them only we call the ancients.
physical proofs day
working on the car's shape some today. Trying to make my bed by stacking the cats' last known addresses: mattress and chair. a sign between obelus and fermata makes the arch under the bed! that cornell is still hidden in the heart of the drawers, what else?/ discovered a new rhyme: pocketknife and folding-toy on the backseat
Gears, what is fun?
I imagine tumbling down a steep hill, in a sporting event, and still moving some volitionally also, and hoping my little movements will communicate to the judges somehow my beautiful intentions.
The olympics seem still to linger in the air, nicely, but that they were there at all is a troublesome thought. I don't want to be leaving so open to chance sensitivities close to the heart,
but it's precicely the sensitivity that's picking up all the noise that we want to talk directly.
The olympics seem still to linger in the air, nicely, but that they were there at all is a troublesome thought. I don't want to be leaving so open to chance sensitivities close to the heart,
but it's precicely the sensitivity that's picking up all the noise that we want to talk directly.
Gears part 2
In the shower today I altranately wobbled and tensed my thighs, which seems full enough of possibilities to serve as theme for a new sport similar in kind to the type requested in part one. Have I not seen this exact behavior in bodybuilders? So step one could be to modify body-building to focus more on body resonances than their static correlates, shape and size.
I tried supplying my thighs with impulses timed to excite the wobble resonance, but wasn't able to yet. that would be something to see though, wouldn't it-- a slowly building wobble, seemingly arising from the void, but really coming from precise micro twitches deep in the heart of the muscle.
then we'll see what step two is!
I tried supplying my thighs with impulses timed to excite the wobble resonance, but wasn't able to yet. that would be something to see though, wouldn't it-- a slowly building wobble, seemingly arising from the void, but really coming from precise micro twitches deep in the heart of the muscle.
then we'll see what step two is!
split mind another way
A recent hobby of mine developed in social settings when the groups' talk split into several smaller conversations, I try following all of them. I've not yet an active role in any once the game gets started, but I try to at least remain aware of my participation in each, mostly entailing knowing glances, (How knowing the glances are I have no idea: a newly-this-second concieved hobby is watching a friend with my older hobby's face at work while remaining firmly embedded in a single sub-conversation.) and posture. Especially interesting to me are the moments of splitting and of other uncertain or dual structure. The hobbyist tries staying in that moment's form, dragging it out with split attention, slow and dragging, but in particulars, often scanning very rapidly for particulars.
And speaking of the game's glances, I notice playing at it often gives me the defocused face that I love so much in others. I wonder then if it's the clue leading me on to new interests and that the story of my development could be abstracted as the search for glazed eyes. I'd rather not except as yet another idea among many to have fun in the mean-time.
And speaking of the game's glances, I notice playing at it often gives me the defocused face that I love so much in others. I wonder then if it's the clue leading me on to new interests and that the story of my development could be abstracted as the search for glazed eyes. I'd rather not except as yet another idea among many to have fun in the mean-time.
Though the empty cages of the abandoned zoo are still revered for the care and intelligence with which they were laid out by the ancients and often attract stray students and adepts of the silver age, they're now the regular domain of the caretakers of the vast herbarium planted throughout the gilded lattice.
lying under, looking up into trees
I've noticed many mechanical things about my behaviors lately that I really don't like and am trying to quit, but, however much reporting on my occasional stop by the Albany reading room to check out the latest CS bible lesson may be one, I'm still going to do it now.
the bit that stood out to me says the the world couldn't accept Jesus' righteousness, but that the earth was able to recieve the harmony his example introduced. Made me think of the trees I'd been laying under, looking up at them and really appreciating their way of doing things. at the reading room I wondered if Jesus' harmony was lost to us, but had somehow gone into the earth and communicated to the trees, and if before him, they had grown differently.
I'm interested in different people's sense of trees. Lately I've asked a few people how they see windy trees; if they see the tree movments as passive, or somehow volitional. Ezra, the first, said he always sees them as moving themselves, waving at him. for me it's a rare thing, and I have to ask for it.
So, here are two, of many, things I've been repeating lately, the tree question, and posting about CS readings. The first seems like fun to me, but the second not: stopping by the reading room I'm already wondering if it'll make something interesting to post about. I hate it, and it's a very small thing out of all the stuff I see myself doing that I hate-- just promise again to keep it in view and keep going
the bit that stood out to me says the the world couldn't accept Jesus' righteousness, but that the earth was able to recieve the harmony his example introduced. Made me think of the trees I'd been laying under, looking up at them and really appreciating their way of doing things. at the reading room I wondered if Jesus' harmony was lost to us, but had somehow gone into the earth and communicated to the trees, and if before him, they had grown differently.
I'm interested in different people's sense of trees. Lately I've asked a few people how they see windy trees; if they see the tree movments as passive, or somehow volitional. Ezra, the first, said he always sees them as moving themselves, waving at him. for me it's a rare thing, and I have to ask for it.
So, here are two, of many, things I've been repeating lately, the tree question, and posting about CS readings. The first seems like fun to me, but the second not: stopping by the reading room I'm already wondering if it'll make something interesting to post about. I hate it, and it's a very small thing out of all the stuff I see myself doing that I hate-- just promise again to keep it in view and keep going
between gears and the transducer-myth
I just noticed that between my last post on muscle twitch speed games and a much earlier one on my guitar hero there's a memory of mine: my friend Daniel Pennypacker once got me to play a funny computer game with him. It was basically checkers, but occasionally, in order to capture an opponents piece one would have to beat them in a short physical challenge. There were several, but I only remember one clearly: producing more keystokes per unit time than the other fellow. I was very interested in that challenge in particular, and wonder now what it would be like if the challenge would go on for longer than the then-alloted 30 or 10 seconds.
by watching many competitors' fates as the time interval was lengthened we might be able to typify something about people and time. Just like I wonder how the standard footrace lengths were canonized. Perhaps we'd have a completely new crop of race winners if the lengths were all changed to others. Not too hard to count keystrokes, I don't think, so this one'll go on the to do list, but at the bottom.
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PS, I can't believe I just told everyone I put things on the to do list based on how easy they are to do! I need to work this out
by watching many competitors' fates as the time interval was lengthened we might be able to typify something about people and time. Just like I wonder how the standard footrace lengths were canonized. Perhaps we'd have a completely new crop of race winners if the lengths were all changed to others. Not too hard to count keystrokes, I don't think, so this one'll go on the to do list, but at the bottom.
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PS, I can't believe I just told everyone I put things on the to do list based on how easy they are to do! I need to work this out
Gears
I saw some olympic running out of the corner, and then the front, of my eye. It seemed some people were running much faster than others, but not going as far. Which reminded me of seeing 88 drummers playing at the same tempo by the La Brea tar pit recently, and thinking that some looked to be playing much faster than others.
I have a possibly related private problem: when running I seem to have 'gears', and I can't always get to the one I want, and can't even tell what another gear would be like, but just that there's some other way I could be doing things that's not fully accessible to me.
could we have sports where the objective isn't to move oneself fastest through space, but just to move oneself the fastest? Body music! Brings to mind an old discussion with the aforementioned Saunier: the fastest drummer -- not the most impulses per unit time, but the most sudden impulse. the drummer who doesn't need drums, but rather plays sonic booms by breaking the speed of sound at each stroke. Whips!
I have a possibly related private problem: when running I seem to have 'gears', and I can't always get to the one I want, and can't even tell what another gear would be like, but just that there's some other way I could be doing things that's not fully accessible to me.
could we have sports where the objective isn't to move oneself fastest through space, but just to move oneself the fastest? Body music! Brings to mind an old discussion with the aforementioned Saunier: the fastest drummer -- not the most impulses per unit time, but the most sudden impulse. the drummer who doesn't need drums, but rather plays sonic booms by breaking the speed of sound at each stroke. Whips!
loop skewing
here's a picture I drew this morning just now while trying to understand loop skewing from a really obscure description. So obscure it's not even really a description, but an example that's supposed to be exactly irregular enough to exemplify every contingency that might arise in the skewing of an everyday 2d array. teaching problems have to have this quality in a way, but it's funny if you try putting everything to be taught into exactly one problem. so funny that I thought I'd like to learn loop skewing that way- seems a certain kind of efficient. But, I haven't understood it yet so the drawing is of the pre-skew traversal of the array in a usual way, showing dependencies of later assignments on prior ones. Then I got a bit frustrated and crumpled up my drawing. hopefully I'll be posting a not frustrated drawing soon-- maybe after pancakes
Above the empty cages of the abandoned zoo, revered still for the care and intelligence with which they were laid out, rise pantries full of minerals, spices, essential oils, and liquors, above which stand rows of perfumes compounded by the old masters, singular essences built by the careful combination of complex materials.
motorcade memories
reliving old pleasures I had a brief chat with Saunier(deerhoof@hotmail.com), through my unfurled car window adding a new twist. In our short-as-can-be talk, he mentioned the recent passing of a congressional motorcade past our chitchat stop in surprising numerical detail, bringing to mind Borges' argument for God's existence based on numerical half-certainty. Borges imagines seeing a pile (we'll get into collective nouns another day!) of less than ten but more than one (hardly a pile. we'll get into sorieties on a yet other day..) birds, and knows he's seen some whole number of birds, but can't say which one. Greg gives us a specialised version: he says there were either 4 or 6 motorcycles in the motorcade! --definitely an even number. I asked if they were riding in pairs, the simplest way I could account for his particular brand of certainty, but he assured me, no, they were in a single file.
Did he count them as they passed, and now recalls only the then-derived fact of their parity? No, he is describing now, for the first time in explicitly numeric terms, elements from his visual memory.
Ask about counting without words and you'll soon ask why is Gibson (egibson@mit.edu) mucking about with empty spools of thread and uninflated balloons when he could be riding the motorcycles of mind? I'll ask him, unless you do first, and probably in far less pejorative terms. I know physical reality has it's own charms (still reading about Joseph Cornell, I started to fit my so-far-favorite book on him into a secret hiding hole in my new cupboard. fittings and comensurate packings and cozy shapes! --I know they constitute arguments and proofs stronger than many from the more etheric varieties.), but I'm surprised to so often detect bizzare and unnamed anxieties behind the commonplaces of our scientific method. Does persisting in playing with empty spools hold in it an unexplored fear that spools full of turquoise thread would call out other number words entirely? Or that if we were to use inflated balloons, perhaps their levity would uncover a series of fractional numbers used only to count objects lighter than air? (or perhaps the counts ought to be made with imaginary numbers!) Here we see deep in the heart of commitment to consensus physicality many small shrines dedicated to every not-yet-explicitly-disproven-conjecture
Did he count them as they passed, and now recalls only the then-derived fact of their parity? No, he is describing now, for the first time in explicitly numeric terms, elements from his visual memory.
Ask about counting without words and you'll soon ask why is Gibson (egibson@mit.edu) mucking about with empty spools of thread and uninflated balloons when he could be riding the motorcycles of mind? I'll ask him, unless you do first, and probably in far less pejorative terms. I know physical reality has it's own charms (still reading about Joseph Cornell, I started to fit my so-far-favorite book on him into a secret hiding hole in my new cupboard. fittings and comensurate packings and cozy shapes! --I know they constitute arguments and proofs stronger than many from the more etheric varieties.), but I'm surprised to so often detect bizzare and unnamed anxieties behind the commonplaces of our scientific method. Does persisting in playing with empty spools hold in it an unexplored fear that spools full of turquoise thread would call out other number words entirely? Or that if we were to use inflated balloons, perhaps their levity would uncover a series of fractional numbers used only to count objects lighter than air? (or perhaps the counts ought to be made with imaginary numbers!) Here we see deep in the heart of commitment to consensus physicality many small shrines dedicated to every not-yet-explicitly-disproven-conjecture
a tour guide to the shrines (star's houses)
yesterday's 'ought to' becomes today's 'ok!'
Bought a couple disposable cameras (to be color-coded tonight) in line at Grocery Outlet and photographed a close packed subset of our pantry filling purchases (including the camera packaging). not quite on the conveyor belt -- there wasn't line enough for that, but later on in the parking lot. expect photos 26 shopping sprees from now.
Answer to another day old question: based on today's title, looks like U+0027 (APOSTROPHE)s are another thing that come in threes.
Answer to another day old question: based on today's title, looks like U+0027 (APOSTROPHE)s are another thing that come in threes.
materials science, in general
Lyal's intelligence doesn't quit. an example from last afternoon, after quite a workout:
(D,P, F,I, S,F,V,K,O,P)Q: "How do you get some gooey stuff off?"
(R,O,A,R'S;S,A,V,O,R)A: "You take your hand and rub it back and forth over the goo, and the sticky stuff sticks to itself and finally makes a sort of dirty string and you just pick it off and throw it away."
I'd like a language with a word for 'question' starting with W(ill Sherwin) and a word for 'answer' starting with L(yal Michel). (roman script, please. Or maybe, what's a word for superficial translitteration based on letterforms instead of sounds? has this ever even been asked before? I should probably ask the OCR brain and not you, but I don't know to talk it's languge, or even enter it's time.) Maybe that language is English and I just can't test all it's words now. this would be a cheap kwanzaa gift for me: make me a convincing pair of words for this occasion. cheaper than a pair of earrings, and might it perhaps be better fitting to my ears?
maybe starting with Y could be a word for 'leading question'. ..earrings might come in threes someday. what comes in threes today? what comes in pairs of pairs? 6packs, what else//
commensurate grocery store purchases, proven by tiling the conveyor belt's surface. I ought to be taking pictures of these, my masterworks. paperclipped to it find the receipt becoming a shopping list for next time = timeless perfection
(D,P, F,I, S,F,V,K,O,P)Q: "How do you get some gooey stuff off?"
(R,O,A,R'S;S,A,V,O,R)A: "You take your hand and rub it back and forth over the goo, and the sticky stuff sticks to itself and finally makes a sort of dirty string and you just pick it off and throw it away."
I'd like a language with a word for 'question' starting with W(ill Sherwin) and a word for 'answer' starting with L(yal Michel). (roman script, please. Or maybe, what's a word for superficial translitteration based on letterforms instead of sounds? has this ever even been asked before? I should probably ask the OCR brain and not you, but I don't know to talk it's languge, or even enter it's time.) Maybe that language is English and I just can't test all it's words now. this would be a cheap kwanzaa gift for me: make me a convincing pair of words for this occasion. cheaper than a pair of earrings, and might it perhaps be better fitting to my ears?
maybe starting with Y could be a word for 'leading question'. ..earrings might come in threes someday. what comes in threes today? what comes in pairs of pairs? 6packs, what else//
commensurate grocery store purchases, proven by tiling the conveyor belt's surface. I ought to be taking pictures of these, my masterworks. paperclipped to it find the receipt becoming a shopping list for next time = timeless perfection
imaginary bridge
Last night I checked out this week's CS reading and get this: it includes a definition of "Gods" as "supposition of sentient physicality", moving the glossary to the top of my list! in summary, define a concept by it's utmost implication (utmost being a bit foggy, but still) might make a mess of math, or might help it along. brings to mind Rylan's description of her "imaginary bridge" as a machine for calculating the value of i.(you know, (-1)^(1/2). or maybe you don't, in which case you should call me. I'd say ask google, but it'll just tell you to ask answers.qualm who doesn't really know. today's illustration, by the way, shows google using much more conventional, and in this case useless, definition methods than Mary Baker Eddy. in my other hand, I could be less single-minded and just suggest you ask your definer about "imaginary numbers"; 'i' standing for 'imaginary' anyways. but really we're talking about definitions, and "standing for" isn't really one.)
Rylan's machine, according to her, enacts Euler's formula by making damped wiggles from step functions popping (that's her bridge, between digital and analog computation). She threw in as an aside that another way of enacting this reality would be to iterate a step forward followed by a rotation back, which I couldn't follow, but someday I'll ask --depending on who you are (define by act) you might be the first to know.
If I had the same question in front of me I'd focus on stereo. the feelings of separation and togetherness, touching, that I guess the word "bridge" starts to get right. parallel worlds put into distant communication. orthogonality making a space between worlds that can't touch. perhaps my vexation at rylan's bridge is that it connects worlds of diferent types, of wholly different character, so their touching or not comes as no surprise at all.
there's something fake about rigor
my solution is moving to the tip of my tongue but isn't even there yet. I'll ammend this post when I finally hear what I think come out of my mouth. for now I'll say 'series of similar pryings, complex pairs, quaternions, non-commutivity, non-commutivity back-formation'
in the meantime, I'll delay with another side note: putting the glossary in front in S&H, makes it much like Irwin's Dictionary of Pipe Organ Stops, my original inspiration to stereo thinking, it's ancient forshadowing being the reconstruction of an Emily Dickinson poem from a concordance of her works (this also lighting my path to incipits)
I'll spend my day off on thank you notes!
some x-mission details: "web color basics", radio hope
where can I see this phenomenon regarded as basic? where eye-axioms teach me me, please.
instead, searching for this post's title's enquoted fragment yeilds irrelevant descriptions of hexadecimal encoding. we asked for basic, and see anything but. math and codes surely also reflect something central about being a person, and even perhaps having an eye, but aren't body music, which is all I want to come on the radio
speaking of which, getting tired of waiting, I propose a reorganization of the electromagnetic transmissions bandwidth (pictured above, sort of): over the current commercial AM/FM bands, pack looped songs, having a known bandwidth for each transmission. Pack, not space - get it? "Song" should be held to perceptual and not linguistic or commercial standards to mean a recognizable time/pressure patterning: sing along! (here we enter into eveidence the idea of interlocking/multiple grooves on uncertainty records, also pictured above, centrally. different particulars, same record) the definition should, as it does now, melt to fill the voids the transimission system leaves it. and then set and hold a shape to work out other problems with; go on!
and as an side-note, I note: if we fix the definition of song, it automatically drags the idea of "looped" along with it to a nice new home, or halfway house at least. given enough time it probably gets the definiton of "pack" a bit soggy too, which is the best yet hoped for today
what is fun? part 3
Kierkegaard, thinking of James 4:8, says purity of heart is willing one thing. like this:
purify hearts, ye two-souled!
clear your minds, you doubters.
purify your hearts, you double-minded
put away deceit from your hearts, you false in mind.
make your hearts pure, you who are half-hearted towards God.
(double-mind, half-heart!
what's the only thing, there's all too little of?
enter size metaphors, which are more real than their anchors. Ask Will Sherwin (415 695 1605) how big his heart is. That's a basis-vector-- measure the world with it)
Did continue by reasoning thus: to be not-half-hearted means to will just one thing. to will one thing only, is to will the Good, no other is possible. and not just that but a specific Good: the Good in truth. because the others are all too small! can I only meet him when the biggest thing I can think of is still too small?
good is fun, but fun isn't often the good in truth, and some of us get confused
purify hearts, ye two-souled!
clear your minds, you doubters.
purify your hearts, you double-minded
put away deceit from your hearts, you false in mind.
make your hearts pure, you who are half-hearted towards God.
(double-mind, half-heart!
what's the only thing, there's all too little of?
enter size metaphors, which are more real than their anchors. Ask Will Sherwin (415 695 1605) how big his heart is. That's a basis-vector-- measure the world with it)
Did continue by reasoning thus: to be not-half-hearted means to will just one thing. to will one thing only, is to will the Good, no other is possible. and not just that but a specific Good: the Good in truth. because the others are all too small! can I only meet him when the biggest thing I can think of is still too small?
good is fun, but fun isn't often the good in truth, and some of us get confused
example 2.00.1 Love-words!
love, love love love love-- love-love, love. Love. not-mushy love. ..seriously, love, break-point; love-love. love all.
I re-messed my knee. it always happens when I'm screwing around, this time it was not when I was actually playing tennis, but when I ran over to fetch a ball that had rolled over into the neighboring territory. I think there's some telekinesis by which my attention holds the knee together, and when it falters, it falls apart. the knee brace works by focusing my attention where it's needed
love,
Love
I re-messed my knee. it always happens when I'm screwing around, this time it was not when I was actually playing tennis, but when I ran over to fetch a ball that had rolled over into the neighboring territory. I think there's some telekinesis by which my attention holds the knee together, and when it falters, it falls apart. the knee brace works by focusing my attention where it's needed
love,
Love
What is fun? part 2
someone write me software to read and replace every word I produce with distinct instances of the word "love" (all nice instances). that's the blog I mean, not this skeleton
What is fun?
Scooped up Jessica Rylan last night from castle-2, two walks up from humble roots (pie maker's haven, among MANY other things), and toured the ville. We had fun when driving and letting the car stereo sing out, but elsewise, what happened?! stork club, top dog, pub; holes all. But what's the difference really? destructured? danger? control? exhortation! something in the swerving car helps.
ended the night turning the Nirvana tape down, in the face of some other true beauty: deer. which makes it sound like prior we were doing nothing but shouting and jumping, which may or may not be true, but I'll say that's not what I really want but quietness. start acting like it, dear
ended the night turning the Nirvana tape down, in the face of some other true beauty: deer. which makes it sound like prior we were doing nothing but shouting and jumping, which may or may not be true, but I'll say that's not what I really want but quietness. start acting like it, dear
Benzoin
Bought my first essential oil directly after last posting -- Benzoin. I had a vague and pretty immediately controverted idea of what to expect of it based on reading up on occulted sense data. Seems Benzoin used to be a common concoction, some pointing to it as a primary scent-note, others calling for it in ritual practices, but I've not heard much at all of it from contemporary sources. The past masters talk led me to expect a much simpler sensation, but on first sniff it seemed to me compounded of complexities -- perhaps I'm getting tripped up on reductionist eigenvector thinking and ought to just sniff again. If I'm not willing to raise new non-orthogonal percepts to basis-status I oughtn't even start. or perhaps one part of me can drag the rest on to a new way without cooperation..perhaps even a very little part.
speaking of orthogonality, listen to this body music: poincarre says something like "space is not isotropic/uniform, but has as many dimentions as I have muscles," which is all nothing but an exhortation to try harder, so let's sniff: call the study group
speaking of orthogonality, listen to this body music: poincarre says something like "space is not isotropic/uniform, but has as many dimentions as I have muscles," which is all nothing but an exhortation to try harder, so let's sniff: call the study group
Essential oils study group forming
While hitting the ball around with Carreira just now I saw a rainbow cloud and thought: rainbow, watermark; (which reminded me of an earlier one in the same category:) resonance-spectra, cooperations. The way of speaking the old ones had. the floor of the court (what a special red!) had, off to one side, a small "tenis" in chalk.
Off now to start my studies of essential oils. Call and teach me so
Off now to start my studies of essential oils. Call and teach me so
it's not abstract if you take it as primary
Yesterday's late night visit to the Christian Science glass house yeilded this: "When it is learned that the spiritual sense, and not the material, conveys the impressions of Mind to man, then being will be understood and found to be harmoniuous." Which fact I'd been focused on for days by then./ though I still don't understand, or find harmonious, whatever does happen seems definitly rooted in the beyond, and that it's all beyond, with no known availableBefore the spirit drove to the reading room, he partied with Buchla and Associates, and got loose on the Petrof -- this piano's really maturing! Prior to which she baked an entrance-ticket peach pie up in the very castle where love grows. What does it all mean?
Sigil Talk
While talking, I discovered I'm not saying what I mean, because the things I want to say appear before me in an unknown script-- magic sigils, composed of dances and ducking smiling profiles, besides other things I don't even know to sketch. There's a long list of questions and sorrys and thank-yous, (before you think I'm feeling bad about me, some are adressed to myself, too) but only the lowest entries are in english. I try for the middle entries, but end up with short-hand not even I can't decipher the second after. I will try again. (as soon as you call, 510 316 3404)
I realised late that I have two sadnesses, one about something and one not, but more about tenderness. and that it's hard to see both, and especially the tender one. The tender one is good, and gets me breathing right, or at least lets breathing feel like it should. I want to stay on that, upright, and send a message that I'm fine, full of love, and open for bussiness.
I realised late that I have two sadnesses, one about something and one not, but more about tenderness. and that it's hard to see both, and especially the tender one. The tender one is good, and gets me breathing right, or at least lets breathing feel like it should. I want to stay on that, upright, and send a message that I'm fine, full of love, and open for bussiness.
GKC on my inside
This morning laying up in a solarium, I thought that perhaps we do some detective work on our selves. Looking at the clues, we see an incommensurable pile of measures, and to solve the puzzle by adding just one thing, we deduce what we're feeling: love. Hearts move all sorts of different ways, and I think mine made a rare leap
Stephan Bodzin's full-length is called "LIEBE IST..." A man after my own heart? Could be if not for the ellipsis, but it seems he's a bit older than me, so, to be excused, to be continued
Stephan Bodzin's full-length is called "LIEBE IST..." A man after my own heart? Could be if not for the ellipsis, but it seems he's a bit older than me, so, to be excused, to be continued
transduction myth
Ok, there's a guitar player who's really messy- all scraping and sliding and buzzing slurs - NOT CLEAN. But, she plays hex pitch trackers, and somehow her messiness is understood by the synth. The only and messiest mess to be understood. a special and meaningful mess, she's my hero
//oct 30th 2009 edit- forget the hex trackers, do it mono. phase relations magnified to melodies. rubbing down, digging into the fretboard, mining for shapes
drinking down Taglioni's cubes
Alluded to briefly last post, catagories of sparkle meeting each other makes for a lovely time. "placing a piece of artificial ice in her jewel casket or dressing table where, melting among the sparkling stones, there was evoked a hint of that atmosphere of the starlit heavens over the ice-covered landscape."
Last afternoon I gave my lucky iridescent orange espresso cup it's first filling with an almost matching cantaloupe agua fresca. Two aging pieces of ice floating there had no other colors to reflect and so almost disappeared, but remained as rough spots, looking quite a bit like torn bits of cantaloupe. That cup's been with me a year and a half, mostly living with a little copper snake who used to prefer sharing the control surface of a Boss PS-2 with a tube of C5-A loctite. The cup he shared with a few stainless steel 1/4" 4-40 screws from Don Buchla's house in it whose finish I've yet to find the equal of, but stayed on the saucer-porch. Sometimes a magneton-pokemon would come over to visit with the silvery screws. But now, the cup's getting ready to travel, saying gooodbye to the friends and burrowing into a duffle bag full of softies. The PitchShifter-2 is on it's way to Scott Jaeger's wahid-ithnan-thalatha--Stilton-Adaptor, but softly
I ought to take a few pictures of these old friends sharing a glass. I hope the recreations give some of the old feeling, hope the little snake doesn't feel uncomfortable or stick to the cantaloupe film.
Last afternoon I gave my lucky iridescent orange espresso cup it's first filling with an almost matching cantaloupe agua fresca. Two aging pieces of ice floating there had no other colors to reflect and so almost disappeared, but remained as rough spots, looking quite a bit like torn bits of cantaloupe. That cup's been with me a year and a half, mostly living with a little copper snake who used to prefer sharing the control surface of a Boss PS-2 with a tube of C5-A loctite. The cup he shared with a few stainless steel 1/4" 4-40 screws from Don Buchla's house in it whose finish I've yet to find the equal of, but stayed on the saucer-porch. Sometimes a magneton-pokemon would come over to visit with the silvery screws. But now, the cup's getting ready to travel, saying gooodbye to the friends and burrowing into a duffle bag full of softies. The PitchShifter-2 is on it's way to Scott Jaeger's wahid-ithnan-thalatha--Stilton-Adaptor, but softly
I ought to take a few pictures of these old friends sharing a glass. I hope the recreations give some of the old feeling, hope the little snake doesn't feel uncomfortable or stick to the cantaloupe film.
1/2 episodes connected by a fine silver chain
Yester-noon laying up in Bill Schaaf's truck (of 94706-2143), a habitual resting place of a venerable copy of Science & Health, I remembered having one of it's beautiful sentences pointed out to me through the CS reading room(-2148)'s glass plate (was it just the night before?). bright sparks shining mistily out from the ice-cube like the next-door jeweler's charms! On the page facing the first S&H bit from the featured Bible Lesson we saw: "By trusting matter to destroy it's own discord, health and harmony have been sacrificed." On second reading, in the truck, I thought of GK Chesterton who might really think what I think he thinks: by our senses we apprehend an incomplete and incommensurable system. solve the puzzle by adding the least number of things: God
Meow, morning!
Sensitized -finger skate rink- Surface
Last night I saw a man sitting on a stool between A.a laptop facing andB.a rock band, running Windows Media Player visualizations on the PA mix, projected onto them. I don't know how it started, but if he had first sat down at the computer to modify the "random" visualizations' abstractest there-allowed pace, he'd have been disappointed at the there-disavowal of even that simple request, then he may have swiveled a quarter revolution left leaving his right finger shortly-blindly on the trackpad, turning his head another quarter, but the whole way to the main attraction, to watch the band possessing the commonest degree and type of usefulness. Seeing the projected visualization, re-finding his projected finger, he notices his finger skate tricks in the trackpad's sensitive arena cause screen redraw blocks - black and white cake. Grinning and index finger dancing to my startled appreciation, he spends far too little on anything. dabbling in light waters, but got too cold and got out. I bet the "random" plug-in select threw him off but that's not verifiable by anyone. the zebra flicker might only look good with a purple which was perhaps as evanescent as the rest.
Ma Seeger of Bielefeld's verbal style sets it off
obtained under false preview:
pre--interlang-surface posts recap here:
M. defocused hair spins in chaotic toilet vortex +0
pardon my shaky hands, I first looked in wondering if I had to vomit (flu this week), but became distracted by the defocused hair spinning in a chaotic toilet vortex. later taped a guide de la route fresnel to the rim for optical gain, but unfortunately couldn't focus through it. later videos of incremented names supplement focus, and the last supplies a sound track in collaboration with jessicarylan@gmail.com
C. defocused hair spins in chaotic toilet vortex +1
second, if in sequence, my eyes adjust to the facts of my spinning hair fragment still remaining quiet about it. shortly the phone will ring: dial -1 (parent title, +0) for more details; dial +1 (parent +2) to answer it
MC. defocused hair spins in chaotic toilet vortex +2
Talk and Shoot between unseasonably well behaved state variable filters and their chaotic parents (jessicarylan@gmail.com, and nonfigurative mom on line two) and how March will be retrograde till February (yasi_p@hotmail.com). could do with some compression between these two sides of the story, or an auto-hybrid for the remake of this second sequel.
X. (It, subject) ripples off the boardwalk
Scry tool found off the boardwalk after dust allergies to Patchen's archive. I didn't yet ask Lyal what he saw, but I will.
and then finally for now
MX. Don Buchla's washing machine always excites resonances in his shelves, and it's always the transistors that shake the most. I failed catching their shakes twice in a conventional way before I decided to bring the camera and it's stand into resonance with the shelf to amplify and substantiate the shakes. My bendy legged tripod tunes in to the vigorous vibrations quite easily; in fact, perhaps the remake of this third try calls for heightening mistuning and insensitivity
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So, Mama Max, muxmax.blogspot.com, thanks
pre--interlang-surface posts recap here:
M. defocused hair spins in chaotic toilet vortex +0
pardon my shaky hands, I first looked in wondering if I had to vomit (flu this week), but became distracted by the defocused hair spinning in a chaotic toilet vortex. later taped a guide de la route fresnel to the rim for optical gain, but unfortunately couldn't focus through it. later videos of incremented names supplement focus, and the last supplies a sound track in collaboration with jessicarylan@gmail.com
C. defocused hair spins in chaotic toilet vortex +1
second, if in sequence, my eyes adjust to the facts of my spinning hair fragment still remaining quiet about it. shortly the phone will ring: dial -1 (parent title, +0) for more details; dial +1 (parent +2) to answer it
MC. defocused hair spins in chaotic toilet vortex +2
Talk and Shoot between unseasonably well behaved state variable filters and their chaotic parents (jessicarylan@gmail.com, and nonfigurative mom on line two) and how March will be retrograde till February (yasi_p@hotmail.com). could do with some compression between these two sides of the story, or an auto-hybrid for the remake of this second sequel.
X. (It, subject) ripples off the boardwalk
Scry tool found off the boardwalk after dust allergies to Patchen's archive. I didn't yet ask Lyal what he saw, but I will.
and then finally for now
MX. Don Buchla's washing machine always excites resonances in his shelves, and it's always the transistors that shake the most. I failed catching their shakes twice in a conventional way before I decided to bring the camera and it's stand into resonance with the shelf to amplify and substantiate the shakes. My bendy legged tripod tunes in to the vigorous vibrations quite easily; in fact, perhaps the remake of this third try calls for heightening mistuning and insensitivity
-------------
So, Mama Max, muxmax.blogspot.com, thanks
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