L. Edgar Otto 12 November, 2012
When we first applied
our tools and weapons to make art, pretty pictures to touch existence on the
cave walls of our world and dreams, it seems to me inevitable that we invent
our alphabets that if not a way to the magic at least a reflection once removed
of what is or seems spirit within us.
What is a symbol or a
sign but a sketch of wider things to which it points that within us we
suspend the thought that while in the world we are the only thing, idea, and as
alone in the living as hinted in the moments of life and death so we reach out
to the world and risk our sense of being?
We bring the method
of familiar symbols, including the words as sound or whispers within, to what
we respond to and so see, these in tradition to influence in reflection what we
are and how we think, interpret things, react with forethought or
spontaneity. Our language and logic
systems are our social bonding as we fish the unknowns or fear what we find in
the dark.
Just as in the magic
of the runes, perhaps in traditions like those in the middle east we cannot
project our identity so to speak the name of God, or reduce a prophet to earth
so to involve him in a mere representation of a face or half a face in the
mysticism of divisions of the God or godhead at the peak where we find our own
half image in that of Adam.
Science then is the
commercial process in the normal growing lives and trade of the people who
originate many enduring projects and innovations, one of which is the class of
experts who discerning methods and the times can be the focus individually of
great inventions. In terms of writing it is the reduction of meaning in the
symbols to methods based on the objective consideration of meaning.
Yet in the
contemplation of the grounds of the world we reach higher points of thought and
civilization where in our day issues of symmetry raise again the connection
with the origin and ends that contain us in space and time and matter. To write left to right in the personality and
spirit we can observe in a personal act of calligraphy we should find it easier
to make the general representation if we also reverse the up and down as we
sketch the standard scribbles.
It is no small part
of this that in writing faster than we may be aware that the resulting symbols
can have repeating forms or parts of forms as if this process is hidden but
influential. From there we understand
the vowels as the soul of the words, that we can solve from our secure form of
the consonants of which these can be differentiated to the distinct differences
we have evolved in the symmetry of our brains.
The dreaming side tends to be only on one side. The universal nature of
language and translation is a unified theory of symmetry... a distinction in
ease and difficultly of the drawing and the thinking as spirit as well as soul
and the media such as wood and straight lines and our tools of carving.
Science and art seems
distinguished because of the underlying influence of these linguistic concerns
and states what is reduced of the script and words to information as a system
of formality or what is free to capture the greater whole even with a
semi-scientific principle of a minimum of lines or a blurring of the detail of
ideas or physical scales. There is
always the middle way that allows the spirit of things and the technique in set
sequences to which the teachers admonish us from their sensitive hearts at the
dawn of writing not to go too far into the extremes of our doing and
thinking. The consequences are periodic
disasters as well as the pool of rebirth should the climate change that risks
too deeply at a frontier the survival for survival's sake.
In the inevitable
growth, as conterminous and intermittent as it can be, its lice of
probabilities that cling to the hair of singularities, the fact is simply that
it does not take a theory to decide that the state of things decohere or grow
hotter as a matter of thermodynamic irreversibility that these should not be a
surprise nor held as acts of god as undecidability.
The wider geometry if
we take a balanced view in its exploration to me symbolically represented the
topological issues such as the Klein's bottle which looks remarkably like the
Paisley leaves or other such symbols changed and lost over a long time, of Gabriele's horn or it the pseudosphere where hyperbolic parallels come to mind
partially or in a greater not reduced and unabridged totality we cannot see.
Yet in the machine
aids to making more calligraphy style letters, made in this case of crescent
moons, we add the cat whiskers. Whiskers
an interesting way to direct and detect the flow of vibrations as in the
crystal radio, the whisker and the crystal lead to make the diode. And this evolved method animals like cats and
catfish. But sometimes, in the case of a
mouse entering a metal hole at the base of a refrigerator to get cover under
the house the whiskers, especially if the animal is young, does not warn him
his hips too big and he can get stuck in the determined direction of running.
Undecidible Frontiers
such as Global Warming
Because of the
conterminous aspects of the universe string theory (at least as current
formulated) cannot show intrinsically the truths of global warming as this too
is a question on the frontiers of the symmetry and irreversibility of
thermodynamics.
Specifically, the
question and phenomenology of carbon of which existentially it is said may or
may not be in a general system of effects that which we as humans set off in
the solids of the fire alarm which may work only by our design or if a stray
house pest climbs in and sets off the censor of Californium.
For in the general
symmetry of four space matter as atoms, that which we strongly suspect the
E8xE8 group symmetries as the maximum symmetry and a string basis, structurally
it involves in a direction the 36 abstract level of abstract centers that show
up in nova furnaces in relation to Iron.
The general question
of time reversal quasi-conserved and not necessarily violated mysterious but
observed experimental effects applies thus in the entropy and growing
decoherence a totality grows "warmer" also. The way or paths
generated over the Omnium is quasi-random in a quasi-integrated multi-totality.
A lot depends on the
perspective of real or virtual centers as so generalized but not lost in a sea
of what we vaguely call non-linearity meaning an imprecise idea of dimensions
and their insightful interactions. That
is multiplicity or not beyond the reentry of connectivity up to entanglement
over complex numbers in Riemann space that his hypothesis holds totally and
uniquely encompassing a theory of everything. In particular all numbers reduce
no not less than zero to which the Pythagorean theorem holds and beyond so many
dimensions the powers involved are distant and not relevant to the descriptions
and illusions of our physical world.
At what state level
are the structures balanced in symmetry including the idea of dark anomalies
perhaps beyond the idea of quasic inter-dimensional motion functions? In this non-necessary model what concretely
is the physical effects and states as necessity of thermodynamics say of Earth
or any explicitly quasi-absolute physical system?
Let me emphasize again in the imagining of a brane or quasic plane and how we view from some virtual or real centered perspective in the local or global insights of the various geometries and their distinct objects, the dihedron as a foundational entity of diverse but universal boundaries. It has two sides yet no volume from one viewpoint, or a plane as a totality or not has no volume yet within it can be described infinite dimensions and volume at least aleph 1. Such a wider view of this object, perhaps the earth and star the state or changing state or failed versions of each other as to what is inside say, a black hole and if it stretches or condenses or this not relevant in a neutral way, it covers the span of all ideas of our dimensions- and perhaps with a wider range of knowing physics we can predict changes and some surprises in the physical and mental climate landscape.
Let me emphasize again in the imagining of a brane or quasic plane and how we view from some virtual or real centered perspective in the local or global insights of the various geometries and their distinct objects, the dihedron as a foundational entity of diverse but universal boundaries. It has two sides yet no volume from one viewpoint, or a plane as a totality or not has no volume yet within it can be described infinite dimensions and volume at least aleph 1. Such a wider view of this object, perhaps the earth and star the state or changing state or failed versions of each other as to what is inside say, a black hole and if it stretches or condenses or this not relevant in a neutral way, it covers the span of all ideas of our dimensions- and perhaps with a wider range of knowing physics we can predict changes and some surprises in the physical and mental climate landscape.
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If We Walked Earth
around Meeting on the Moon
L. Edgar Otto 11 November, 2012
My eyes through you
in the eye of the storm
Who wound the music
box that music waits?
Taking time you in
the dark that makes me warm
The way so rare me
here you there the gait mundane
Desert streets we do
not see on sidewalks arm in arm
You future star and I
to stamp your passport by the gate
I cannot see yet know
you have your tears
A tidal surge of
hopes, underground filled fears
If only voice and
rain of keys were enough
I would not need to
touch the music of the spheres
The way is not so
rough brought down to our knees
My eyes see all the
faces on the wing of all the lilly's
Cats in windows watch
the circus, whiskers, breeze
As Eros spins a
baker's dozen note in Piccadilly
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What are we in time
who thought forbidden we could know and do anything?
The taunt string
slips for a second round the world tone deaf
before the fact our
ears to ring
How is it we must
save the sea-lings from the sea that you know the roller coaster way as its heights and depth lay broken?
From Far Rock'a'bye
to Hoboken again, again the neighborhoods go smoking
Off shore you gaze so
glean my accolades at the pristine ne'er wounded skyline as you heart gives aid
to all cold who lost the light awhile a smile for them left only happy children
recalling the Palisades...
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