Tuesday, February 16, 2010
PeSla of Stars and Butterflies (Infinitea Party continued)
PeSla of Stars and Butterflies (Infinitea Party continued)
I continue to be inspired by the further study of physics and mathematics so the confluence of the themes and metaphors of the series Infinitea Party continue here which I will eventually get around to posting. I am not sure how good these poems are but I usually write a series or steam of them, the Hoarfrost and Rime series shows up here also. I should make explicit as math some new concepts encountered involving the nature of numbers that one can find in some of the poems.
IX Wheels in Wheels, Strings and Membranes, Psyche's in Analyses
X Orenda Took Me Shopping
XI We Visit Uncle Jules in Prison
XII Habeous Corpus After the Death of the Mad Hatter
XIII Of Stars and Butterflies
XIV We Were no Fallen Angels
XV Thoughts of Her Come Less Frequently
XVI Can He Fall Through the Ice, Alternative His Ending
XVII He Acts on Dream History Early Taught the Sacred Books
XVIII Beyond Irrational People, Imaginary Gods
XIX Admission and Program for the Dumpster's Play
XX Love's Microscope and Time Machine
XXI In Her Baggage My Unborn Puppies in the River
XXII When it is Unnatural to Forget Discrete Dimensions
XXIII The Dark Suns also Can Paint a Happy Face
XXIV Love's Echoes and Dualities
XXV Are the Beads of Mardi Gras Lost 02-17-10
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I find it most interesting the unfolding of ideas from the past since Newton and how they are seen and applied by today's young physicists. I can clearly read between the lines now as to why some of them are skeptical in so many areas- but why should I change those who cannot see in themselves what they observe as faults in others? After all, they will not get very far in any new breakthroughs or threatening surprises for the security of today's status quo of power.
If I have represented the University in the poems as a dumpster- I hope no one misses that point and see how justified it is. If they desired the truth they would have spoken with me long ago- they not I are irrelevant and do not want to risk being proven wrong. This is a great disservice to our generation of young scientists.
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As the poems came up against current models of issues in cosmology I did have a less poetic and more physics idea in the process of writing. The idea of aughts (from the IPA reversed c symbol for the vowel) and jots (from the letter j without dot as iota without a dot, jota). But the idea is essential the adding a quasic dimension and ordering of sorts of a series by a different color of numbers binary on the number line- not quite the same as that negation of sorts of ordinals into cardinals.
Really, these number theory concerns underlie and undermine the utility of calculus also. But in a sense aught and jots are the beginning. The old debates are here and some new ones (that is if the last idea to confirm say inflation or brane creation cycles can be so verified by observation- after all in a sense the graviton itself my not be directly viewable even in measure thru ordinary space thus no sort of vertical red shift in the wmap data) Certainly the idea of disembodied branes from strings is an old idea of almost metaphysical issues- what then are we looking for with the idea of supersymmetry especially if the idea of hidden compactified dimensions is but a point of view as is the firely center of a Poe like universe?
Beware of debating those who are really in a fundamentalsist religious war of their ideas or style of physics that has little on the face of it to do really with such a narrow and simple view of creativity and perhaps the God. But for most of us this great apocalyspe is way beyond our view and understanding though so universally fundamental as we so breath it even beyond the mystery of what the world is, how long it endures or begins or ends and so on- thus the attempt to take a snapshot of it in our time, a generation who believes heaven and miracles before in God and perhaps a generation that reflects this distant war of cosmology- as perhaps ordinary poetry in the literature of undergrads to come.
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