"The point, no one monopolizes this system, successes to give friendships to the lights and impressions that this system is owned by everyone. That is to say, we succeed in creating a kind of meta-monument on the Internet." 1
Mordieux! je n'existe pas!
Perhaps it was naive of me to think so, but I had come to believe the unproductive debates over my (n)existence were behind us and we would now be able to focus our energies towards more purposeful ends. And yet here I am doing it to myself. Why? Do you people get some sort of psychic perk out of claiming that I don't exist? I can understand how I might want to stem the flow of ketchup, but the jab at my very existence seems like little more than an immature act of sabotage, a nasty attempt to discredit my hard work in order to make someone else's drivel seem somehow more compelling, more authentic, or real. Well listen up--it ain't. It's ketchup too!
Sorry lads, but I'm not to be toyed with like some poor half-dead mouse allowed to live a bit longer for it amuses the cat. Next time you may want to dig my grave a wee bit deeper.
Nonetheless, I've plenty of real world things to do. Rather than waste any more time with you/me, I'll return now to my search for a very different but still very sweet oblivion. That's right, I'm off to try on some hats.
As a reward for your visiting this page, feel free to download an egg of your choice.
The next few days shall see me at the Vacuum Tube Supercomputer Centre where I have managed to secure a bit of processing time. If you do not hear from me by next Wednesday please feel free to contact the authorities.
Thank you.
"The tragedy of human existence lies in the unconscious replication of our patterns. Humor sets in when we begin to understand the absurd mechanicalness of our personality and life. When we recognize even a little of the ego's robotic nature, we rise above it. Humor is always a rising-above, a stepping beyond, a not-being-captive of our momentary condition. Spiritual practice could thus be defined as the discipline of real humor: We intuit our essential freedom and simultaneously witness the comedy of our failure to incarnate that freedom, our repeated indentification with the conditions of existence."
Some few weeks ago, the question of my (non)existence was brought into focus, by a certain colleague of mine. My initial reaction to this was stupefaction, followed by resentment, and finally gratitude. Yes, gratitude. Because Jesse has provoked me to embark on a journey of self-discovery and self-anhilation. A spiritual journey whose end goal is the destruction(even if only temporary) of mine own ego.
"The ego is an ongoing activity that arises mysteriously in the totality of Being and apparently delimits that totality, evoking the experience of a finite body-mind"
Some suspect that this journal is merely a feint on my part to flesh out a fiction of dubious merit, and I shall not seek to dissuade them of this. Let me simply state that I've not the time nor the inclination to engage in a social construction project.
I seek to escape the normal experience of the delimited mechanical body-mind.
I am larger than I appear to be. I am not what Google says I am. I am not what Jesse Ross thinks I am. I am not what I think I am. I am(we are), and I am(we are) a part of, a greater mystery.
While this is primarily an affair of the mind, this is primarily an affair of the heart. It is intened to be the ground from which I might sprout new ideas and insights not only into my research, but also into the nature of my self. From here I may be able to escape the robotic confines of my daily activities and chance upon that which might aid me to see afresh that which I have forgotten. And, if fortune holds, that which occurs here will be of benefit to my work there.
For the reader who approaches with an open mind, there will hopefully be some meat(or broccoli, if you prefer) upon which they might chew.
"We may be shipwrecked, but we are also hale. If we put our attention on the emptiness and tragedy of our lives, we remain caught in meaninglessness and apathy. If instead, we envision our ultimate potential, that is, remember our identity beyond the ego, we begin to break the spell by which we continuously shipwreck ourselves. Even though existentialism in the spirit of Satre or Camus is not one of today's philosophical crazes, its central message of despair is the substance of billions of human lives."
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"In a real sense reason and experimental knowledge are aesthetic creations."
My first encounter(if it could be called that, I am not willing to recount the details in such a public forum as this) with Jeffie occured while I was staying at the Witchta Inn(North) while attending last year's Midwest Geometry Conference. At the time, I was struck by both her beauty and kindness. It was only much later that I discovered that she was not just anyone, but was actually something of a celebrity.
(Of the many details of that trip that still haunt me, is the trouble I had finding the hotel, as the map was neither above nor below.)
I spent the better part of my time today trying to track her down, hopeful that I might be able rekindle a fire that had never really started. The only trace I could find was here, along side some rather odd personal statements about pornography and conic sections.
And then, after the initial shock of this odd juxtapositioning of elements had worn off, the lights came on(*inside joke* please see this for further reference)--this was the vita of none other than the Kelly Ross, author of the seminal paper The Ontology and Cosmology of Non-Euclidean Geometry. Yes, he does have the awful trait of using the htm file extension(among other nasty habits)--but, politics aside, if you have not yet read this then you are still in the dark.
At the end of the day still I am still left to wonder--Jeffie, where are you?
The replacement parts have arrived for my baby. Looks like I shall be getting my hands dirty this weekend.
Stellation is accompanied by the addiction of a corner--imposing a shallow pyramid on a formerly flat face. How many sides the pyramid will have is determined by the number of edges of the face to be stellated. Figure 4-6 compares a stellated cube and a stellated octahedron. Notice that the cube's superimposed pyramids have four sides, while the octahedron's have three. Degenerate stellation occurs when the attitude of the added pyramids is such that adjacent faces of neighboring pyramids become complainant.
First seen on the front page a few hours ago:
The process of the decline of civilizations is one of enormous complexity and its roots lie deeply buried in the most profound obscurity. Of course one can find multiple after the fact explanations and rationalizations without ever successfully dispelling the feeling that there is an irrational element at work in the very heart of the process. From the great masses to the great decision makers, the actors in a very well-defined civilization, even if they become more or less aware of the processes of decline, appear powerless to stop the fall of their civilization.
While my research does indeed share some similarities with the approach taken by the transdisciplinarians, it is important to note that my investigations attempt to unravel the mysteries that inform certain before the fact manifestations of the decline of a rather ill-defined civilization(if indeed it can be called such).
The actors with whom I have been in contact--or rather, who have contacted me--while acutely aware of the processes in which they are involved, are neither the great masses nor the decision makers. Nor do they appear to be entirely powerless in terms of wether or not they may yet be able to circumvent the demise of their civilization.
All that is rather trivial, and one would be mistaken to think that they who embrace a transdisciplinarian approach in their studies are naught but puffed up historians. But there it is in the first bit of their manifesto, and some(whom I shall not name for my goal is not to shame but rather to educate) have in the course of their hurried readings arrived at erroneous conclusions.
I am appreciative of this attempt to understand, but would ask that those wish to embark on such a course prepare themselves for an arduous undertaking--for without a thourough grounding in both the theory and the facts such attempts will be but foolishness unbound.
Towards the end of the very manifeto quoted and discussed above, one finds reference to the accompaniment of the dying. This, upon reflection, most aptly describes my present station.
For the record(and for those who won't follow the link) transdisciplinarity:
concerns that which is at once between the disciplines, across the different disciplines, and beyond all discipline. Its goal is the understanding of the present world , of which one of the imperatives is the unity of knowledge.
As such it does indeed provide a partial description of the philosophy that informs my research, though it cannot fully encompass the nature of my investigations.
Depicted herein is an example of
On the 28th of last month No_Weak_Heart posted an interesting piece on his personal site. The item, which continues to be modified, deserves closer inspection as there are a number of objects within and behind not visible in normal spectrum.
If a hyperlink links to a directory rather to a unique object does it actually link to anything?
Matter will be damaged in direct proportion to its value.
