How sad.
My beautiful blog is gone, and so is everyone else's. All the beautiful blogs. gone.
Soon, i suppose, all that will be retained on the internet will be data about us that is either commercially viable or interesting to some government bureaucrat.
All our beauty will be deleted without a trace.
occasionally sticky ..
images from the astonishing
Jono Rotman
Jean-Fran輟is Roch, and Wheeler's experiment
i feel the moments on me
without invitation ...
the watcher drifts
they come ... they come ... like circles
many. every one bearing the scars.
we are made. this art, this father:
i could be more
and like the desert
and the weather ...
they come
the spiraling impulse of flesh
you have the power
of retroactive choice.
come now.
- d
"Wheeler suspects that most of the universe consists of
huge clouds of uncertainty that have not yet interacted
either with a conscious observer or even with some lump
of inanimate matter. He sees the universe as a vast arena
containing realms where the past is not yet fixed."
- Tim Folger
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William Blake, The Great Red Dragon and the Woman Clothed with the Sun
live from chapel perilous...
In the medieval legend of Chapel Perilous any
brave knight on a quest for wisdom was
able to enter this chapel by whichever
way he wished. But he could not leave
the same way he came in...
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Oh, this is wonderful. many soulful shots of Allen Ginsberg and friends. Thanks to my friend Jack-Black for the find.
photo by Michael Wilderman
Danny Gatton
One of the Great Guitarists of the 20th Century
See/Hear his performance of Harlem Nocturne HERE
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"Dinner Tasted a Little Funny", Thirteen Letters Photography
That night you have a dream.
You are in a train, a long train, which is crossing Ircania.
All the travellers are reading thick bound volumes,
something that happens more easily in countries
where newspapers and periodicals are not very attractive.
You get the idea that some of the travelers, or all,
are reading one of the novels you had to break off,
indeed, that all those novels are to be found there
in the compartment, translated into a language unknown to you.
--Italo Calvino, If on a winter's night a traveler
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image: Proton Storm, viewed from TRACE Spacecraft's
Sun-Synchronous Orbit
storm date: 8/15/01
TRACE: Transition Region and Coronal Explorer
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Wang-Yi Guang, River to Paradise
A wisdom seeker, healer, and lover of animals.
These are some of the finest things that can be said of a person.
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I share a car with my neighbors.
- Each I-GO car replaces 17 cars on the road
- Members increase their walking, biking and use of public transportation
- Almost half the members gave up or postponed purchase of a vehicle,
or considered selling a vehicle because of joining.
- Members report driving only 9.6 miles per week, or 500 miles per year,
whereas the typical car owner in Chicago drives 10,000 miles per year.
and...last but certainly not least...
This initiative is a non-profit organization, with subsidies from the State of Illinois,
and the City of Chicago, to moderate prices and encourage membership.
This is a Win/Win idea for every community.
Internet Neutrality. A concise video that explains why, if you're reading this, you probably want to make your voice heard.
How? If you're reading this, you're smart enough to figure that out. Turn off the machine, talk a walk, and think about it.
christ. don't be so freaking passive. that's what this is all about.
Yeah, yeah, i know... you're all disillusioned and shit.
Well. speak & act, or be rolled over.
Sure, you might be rolled over anyway, but it's worth a shot.
steamroller
roadrunner
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US Department of Energy's "Road Runner" computer achieves 1,000 teraflops. I wonder if that hurt. (a teraflop is a trillion calculations per second) That doubles the speed of the fastest previously known computer on the planet.
this is profound. thanks for the link, Roy.
Ctesibius -- The Barber of Alexandria --
time culprit, and the father of pneumatics.
Pneumatic systems images from The Museum of Retro Technology
oh... how i dream of a large, secret, and complicated pneumatic tube system
that drifts, at times, into imaginary space...
(...some people like shoes...)
The clink of the shunting engines is sharp and fine,
Like savage music striking far off, and there
On the great, uplifted blue palace, lights stir and shine
Where the glass is domed in the blue, soft air.
There lies the world, my darling, full of wonder and wistfulness and strange
Recognition and greetings of half-acquaint things, as I greet the cloud
Of blue palace aloft there, among misty indefinite dreams that range
At the back of my life's horizon, where the dreamings of past lives crowd.
Excerpt,
Dreams Old and Nascent
D.H. Lawrence
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Delicately lovely pages. effortlessly brilliant. lush. Thank you, Katia.
Greetings from the Right Brane
(revised poem to be inserted here.)
(maybe.)
(or maybe it is here and you just can't see it.)
wish you were here.
love, d
a good hour to be had right (Here),
with Jim Al-Khalili, romping through quantum physics.
"when it comes to atoms, language can be used only as in poetry"
- Niels Bohr (who turned out, in the end, to be unwilling or unable to see ..)
"the only way out
... is up."
"In 1957 some of us put forward
a partially complete theory of the weak force,
in disagreement with the results of seven experiments.
It was beautiful and so we dared to publish it,
believing that all those experiments must be wrong.
In fact, they were all wrong."
- Murray Gell-Mann, TED talks
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with thanks to Jack-Black
for the alchemy imagery site
Madeline von Foerster, 2006, oil and egg tempera on panel
Madame Bizzarri's Dilemma
One vessel the ancient shop
Casa Fondata
street of old stonebreakers
and ancient roses
in it Madame Bizzarri
Alchemist
see ... see
above the books of conception Spiritum
another place imagined, where
the Raven of time's mortified
Sun coagulates whiteness
Fire melts and air congeals color
ears have no post here
we ... gently scrawling
signify wordlessly, colors
triple Green Dragon -- Peacock's blue
speaking with eyes time has past,
essential elemental bemusement
the beakered Great Work
of finding twilight's true hue -
then, inspired and rushing
see..see the stone follows
solution, perfect solution
recipe scribbled on memory paper
burn, burn clay three times
... and there in the air
we see the colors dripping
in the fires
healing to primitive shapes
running, reckless, to a curve
or dammed by white ashes
puddling ever more perfect cobalt
until palpable -- drips frozen in time
for a hand to carelessly ponder
years hence in a moment of sunshine
and coffee by one who's forgotten
Madame and her apprentice
-d
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photo by claudia schneider hahler
thank you, friend
all the flying things
I walk as the egrets walk
it begins in the dark
a little afraid
but needing the mystical night
the sound of shell bells
moved by waves
against earth
singing into dark air
here. and when
all the flying things
the invisible wings
the egrets fish black legged
one walks with me
I am a child moving through the darkness
with the feathered one.
advancing on the shallows
seeking retreating shells
waves wayward monsters
moving the changeling black shores
one upon one upon another
and only the sense
that does not see
in dream I ride upon her back
binding me, humming,
to the shock of white feathers
blinding again the night to me
moving lightly, fulleyed
the wondered walking
hands -- things of air, lay
egret wrapped
dream opened
until, belly full of dawn
she flies
golden footed.
rising with the light
I sing my `Ave' to her
a domani, Mother
- d
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Rare praise from my writer friend Dennis Grunes for Jasper Johns Gray:
"Yesterday I read what I consider to be one of the greatest books ever written. It is the lavishly illustrated "Jasper Johns GRAY," which was occasioned by an exhibit that began last year in Chicago and earlier this month concluded, I believe, at the Metropolitan Museum of Art in New York. I know exactly how to interest you in this book by James Rondeau and Douglas Druick. Recall the dazzlingly brilliant chapter of "Moby-Dick" where Melville spins off what seems a universe of meanings and associations pertaining to white and whiteness? The text of this gorgeous 2007 book does the same for gray and grayness. The possibilities go way beyond André Gide's famous remark that gray is "[t]he color of truth."
And the photographs of Johns's work using this "favorite color" of his are sumptuous and thrilling.
Tennysonians, unite."
(this book goes directly to the wish list..)
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Splendid collection of photos of American cities, from the National Archives.
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image: Carl Kurtz, Fireflies, from Encyclopedia of Sustainability
Journal Entry 24April
commerce wearied me
almost to death
before it spat me out.
what's left of me is a cottage
filled with fireflies bumping artlessly
and a terrible, ridiculous longing
there's a deep pond out back
a ring of stones for hypnotic fires
a knot of herbs, some silly zinnias
and a blanket on the grass
but who lives here?
a winged stranger.
- d
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