The Hula Hoop

The Stillness of an infant, sleeping Awakening, with crying.... As at its beginning breath..... The toppling, searching imbalance, Then, the falling, reaching... Upright, focus-forward, seeking... Yet, dependent.

Constructural Coincidence

transmogrification of two simultaneously interrelated events that invite analytical involvement....requiring one to be forgotten...then the other, upon the realization of the 'loss'......each requiring the interpenetration of the other. constructural antonym for its existence......or.....just a 'picture' of 'this'......meaning, after expression......like attributing personality to the Cosmos......or finding whales feeding wrens..in the dissipation of clouds..........

Darmok And Jalad At Tanagra

It's about the Metaphor, of course.....like "Darmok and Jalad at Tanagra" If you begin Star Trek: Voyager episode Spirit Folk at exactly 11:49:35 on New Year's Eve, Ensign Harry Kim will smooch a sacred cow as the clock strikes midnight, starting the New Year on a 'new hoof'........ or: there's always the Dance of the Hours, in Fantasia, where Hippos dance to Amilcare Ponchielli's Dance of the Hours.......demonstrating the Populace's dumbing down of Philosophically contextual relevance as they cross themselves before a statue of a weeping virgin or the 'now grownup Jesus, hanging from some timber......Well, that was circumferentially oblique, wasn't it? Connect the dots and hope that this 'draws' a Picture......that 'says something meaningful'.....Or, do I have to step into this nearby phone booth......if I can find it.....and rip off my suit and tie, hat and shoes?

"Frank, the Bunny Nebula..." parallel layering of Garuda eyes.......desaturated, disassembled, re-colored, then reassembled as abstraction....in 3-D SX-70 format......with a dozen hidden/unconscious images, brought into view with the 'right' glasses.....S

o 'what's the point?'......there is no 'point'......... only 'circles of endless repetition'.......a 'point' requires a line of sight, doesn't it?.....a 'unique, simplistic location' in Euclidian Space.......

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"GREATNESS of dimension is a powerful cause of the sublime. This is too evident, and the observation too common, to need any illustration … However, it may not be amiss to add to these remarks upon magnitude, that, as the great extreme of dimension is sublime, so the last extreme of littleness is in some measure sublime likewise: when we attend to the infinite divisibility of matter, when we pursue animal life into these excessively small, and yet organised beings, that escape the nicest inquisition of the sense; when we push our discoveries yet downward, and consider those creatures so many degrees yet smaller, and the still diminishing scale of existence, in tracing which the imagination is lost as well as the sense; we become amazed and confounded at the wonders of minuteness; nor can we distinguish in its effects this extreme of littleness from the vast itself."    Edmund Burke’s A Philosophical Enquiry into the Origins of our Ideas of the Beautiful and the Sublime (1757)

Watching THE STORY OF LOUIS PASTEUR this morning on TCM  elicited memories of my first readings of the 17th Century Metaphysical Poets, and my own subsequent attempts at writing abstract, often abstruse, poetry in my late teens.....bored by the fatuous Pre-Raphaelite ramblings into chivalric Romanticism and my 'need' to unearth 'the sublime plurality produced by the collisions of Theoretical Science, the 'proven' body of 'Proven' Science and the vestiges of Old Religions that had muddled, with dogmatic 'veritas', the inestimable journey toward enlightenment via mathematically provable observation.....  William Blake was a pivot, of course, as John Donne had been...in my earlier readings of metaphysical poetry....still in the metaphorical quicksand of ancient preconceptions........I thought and reflected upon my intuitive view into my own visualizations of how the folds of Human frontal lobes continue to bring together constructs of mind and thought that had been more separated on the flat planes of intellectual process thinking, before.....

I am soooo eager to watch the upcoming COSMOS Series......which, hopefully, will squish some new grey matter together enough for more Change to substantiate, develop and 'fix' in the grandiose Formulae that determine the directionality of mass contemplation and, eventually, new neurons that connect to the as yet undeveloped cellular constructs of the Future.......