Wednesday, November 08, 2023




A couple of 'old friends' commented, critically, about my artsy intellectualizations of their own observations of my perceived psychometric pseudo-science physics, math and psychiatry....which I endured, tongue firmly placed against the mouth cavern part of my cheek to restrain the literalness of their impolitic naivety, as my thoughts about all of this rattled around in my skull with all the other excesses of cerebral enthusiasm.....

This was the upchuck that I left for them to ponder, for a second or two, before dismissing my ramblings to make room for the inconsequentialities of micron-thick interests in their own veneers of hard polished waxings..... How could anyone think that I'm serious! Yet, there is method in my madness and much that I think may be...in these words about the observable poesy of it all........Thank you Ronny Laing, Rollo May, Søren Kierkegaard, Carl Sagan and so many others, for all this elucidative confusion..... Then, in 1970, I tripped over String Theory and redirected my own energies to Poetry, again.....as Science merged with Art.....as it has always done.....and my 'interpretations' became more 'Art" than 'Science"......My alter-ego, Veristes, was created to merge the two.....I digress:
This thinking is state of the "art' of physics; however, i do not buy the theory that superstrings vibrating in the 10th dimension, assuming that you buy the "proofs" of the last 6 dimensions, create the sub-atomic particles that create the known universe of current manifestation, in which we think about the all that is and the "is"ness of our concepts of the "all"......of course this 10th dimension concept is based on the rather conservative acceptance of the thinking that has been accepted in determining that all possible universes may be ,or, in the limiting thinking of the tinkerers in the absurdities of religious beliefs, including beliefs in the realness of observable demonstrations of proof of mathematical models of "reality", or not...........someday, a supercomputer will determine, within the realm of theoretical physics and chemistry, the Rerum Natura and enslave all of humanity's thoughts within its circuitry.......in the grand effort to energize the gate to the 88th dimension, whose concept is still beyond the grasp of even the most advanced theoreticians of pure mathematics, chemistry and physics on their pulsings to oblivion.....
i think that it does matter both what we think and how we think what we think, as well as how we try to think; for how and what we think become what we are and where that what is......accuracy of thought as an expression of the similitude between intellectual process and simple compliance to pattern recognition and repetitive actions based on ingrained habitual thought sequencing and unconscious conformity to the prevailing customs of the time......only the reptile brain knows what it wants and how to get it........the frontal lobes are simply circumventing cushions of confuscation for the heart of darkness that seeks to prevail in it's quest to dethrone the glowing light that it worships, in awe, and fears to obfuscate by its shadow of ignorance and denial.......oh, what a crock, says Jack.....and the wall of vaginas almost made me lose my lunch!! that'd make me give up spelunking! Do you really think that one can apply the term "accuracy" to describe anything other than scientific observations whose results may be determined by mathematical processes and which conform to theorems and their corollaries to which one has already subscribed with willing suspension of disbelief? clearly, hopefulness is the serum for murdes, or muertes of the old reptile's awareness ....perhaps we can think into existence, the grand placebo, which will, ultimately, take life, as we perceive it, away by the implosion of Consciousness rushing through itself to the other side of Manifestation....and since all things are possible, ultimately....the future is taut with probabilities for inevitable conclusions; nevertheless, even this observation does not make it so....for this may be your dream that you think is part of the Human Unconsciousness, yet it may be but a conscious manipulation of the thought process and nothing more significant.....like psychedelic perceptions through the Mind's Eye, of that which is but a shadow of the Reality that is transmogrifying the insubstantiality of physicality, itself an illusion of the conscious Mind....
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1 comment:

Anonymous said...

after recording my notes about an elaborate, cinematic dream that I had last night, before returning to slumberland......I awakened to transcribe these spoken notes into 'print', I was unable to even find the recording.... So many apps on the damned smartphone!.....my phone informed me that I would have to upgrade some apps to enable 'playback'....what a nuisance....I'm returning to pad and pen in the future.....rather than bother with Apple's constant reminders to 'upgrade' to yet other programs that it is hawking......no thanks! So, the Dream, now totally forgotten will remain 'that'......since I have no idea of what, in the middle of the night, seemed so important that I had to outline line it via semi-conscious ramblings to the phone......my brain/memory just refuses to dislodge the words and images from its now-inaccessible circuitry......the 'writer's curse'! When will I ever learn that recognition-induced forgetting is cognitively impenetrable......Write it down, Reed! It's like drawing on an Etch-a-Sketch, then lifting the clear plastic, only to find that the elaborate drawing has disappeared and only a mass of scribbles, one upon another, on its sub-strata have remained......