"It is observed that the red-haired of both sexes are more libidinous and mischievous than the rest"
Infra-thin: The infinite space between four and fore.
Summarising summarily, this would-be artist senses that we might be at a point of change. This is a point where we join ‘the mean’ of the creative universe in making a slow transition from procreativity to bifurcation. Whilst he is aware that this hypothesis might be generated by the guilt of being a non-procreative unit, he is willing to follow this idea to a conclusion, whilst also recognising an inherent madness there, that constant and bewildering pitfall.
As our reproductive capacity diminishes, as evinced by our sperm count and fertility levels decreasing, coupled with the recent release of the gene pool map and our capacity to clone in the laboratory, a pattern would seem to be developing. Perhaps we are naturally getting in line with the rest of everything (I have trouble with words such as ‘creation’ as this presupposes a creator).
We fall into line by splitting, by extending our pseudopodia into an unknown universe, to feel our way out so that we can divide with a vestige of security. The recognition is that to divide in this way is to generate two momentarily weak halves until some growth occurs. This growth is inevitable but sore. So, each part moves forward cautiously, not trusting but feeling its way forward, seeking more than trusting. Ideally, self-knowledge accumulates, like moss or lichen, and all sorts of images and words are generated that describe this experience.
Effluvia, detritus, art, literature, philosophy, call it what you will.
These two separate bodies are aware of each other. They care for each other because the smaller is generated by the larger and the larger feels a responsibility to help the smaller survive, and the smaller wants to make the larger proud.
Parenting is like making Art. Both are natural and unavoidable for some, a compulsion even, and when you create, or split, you love ‘your’ offspring and want to see it prosper. You work within your own limitations and eventually send ‘them’ into the world to fend for themselves.
How do we describe this?
A Digression: Yahoo.
“By what I could discover, the Yahoos appear to be the most unteachable of all animals, their capacities never reaching higher than to draw or carry burthens. Yet I am of opinion, this defect ariseth chiefly from a perverse, restive disposition. For they are cunning, malicious, treacherous and revengeful. They are strong and hardy, but of a cowardly spirit, and by consequence insolent, abject, and cruel. It is observed that the red-haired of both sexes are more libidinous and mischievous than the rest, whom yet they much exceed in strength and activity.”
Jonathan Swift, 1726
On the Internet there are 12,797 web pages (1999) on bifurcation on just one server, Yahoo.com. Cyber space, the new frontier is the product of bifurcation, the language used being binary, and completely generated by the numbers zero and one. At the moment, there is some research into the possibility of extending that language by passing binary information through the common leech. What might the universe generated between a computer programme and a leech be called?
Infra-thin perhaps.
I confess to having been red-haired, and am now embracing the liberation of limpid grey.
Running with scissors, indeed! Try careering with a chainsaw.
"It is observed that the red-haired of both sexes are more libidinous and mischievous than the rest"
Infra-thin: The infinite space between four and fore.
Summarising summarily, this would-be artist senses that we might be at a point of change. This is a point where we join ‘the mean’ of the creative universe in making a slow transition from procreativity to bifurcation. Whilst he is aware that this hypothesis might be generated by the guilt of being a non-procreative unit, he is willing to follow this idea to a conclusion, whilst also recognising an inherent madness there, that constant and bewildering pitfall.
As our reproductive capacity diminishes, as evinced by our sperm count and fertility levels decreasing, coupled with the recent release of the gene pool map and our capacity to clone in the laboratory, a pattern would seem to be developing. Perhaps we are naturally getting in line with the rest of everything (I have trouble with words such as ‘creation’ as this presupposes a creator).
We fall into line by splitting, by extending our pseudopodia into an unknown universe, to feel our way out so that we can divide with a vestige of security. The recognition is that to divide in this way is to generate two momentarily weak halves until some growth occurs. This growth is inevitable but sore. So, each part moves forward cautiously, not trusting but feeling its way forward, seeking more than trusting. Ideally, self-knowledge accumulates, like moss or lichen, and all sorts of images and words are generated that describe this experience.
Effluvia, detritus, art, literature, philosophy, call it what you will.
These two separate bodies are aware of each other. They care for each other because the smaller is generated by the larger and the larger feels a responsibility to help the smaller survive, and the smaller wants to make the larger proud.
Parenting is like making Art. Both are natural and unavoidable for some, a compulsion even, and when you create, or split, you love ‘your’ offspring and want to see it prosper. You work within your own limitations and eventually send ‘them’ into the world to fend for themselves.
How do we describe this?
A Digression: Yahoo.
“By what I could discover, the Yahoos appear to be the most unteachable of all animals, their capacities never reaching higher than to draw or carry burthens. Yet I am of opinion, this defect ariseth chiefly from a perverse, restive disposition. For they are cunning, malicious, treacherous and revengeful. They are strong and hardy, but of a cowardly spirit, and by consequence insolent, abject, and cruel. It is observed that the red-haired of both sexes are more libidinous and mischievous than the rest, whom yet they much exceed in strength and activity.”
Jonathan Swift, 1726
On the Internet there are 12,797 web pages (1999) on bifurcation on just one server, Yahoo.com. Cyber space, the new frontier is the product of bifurcation, the language used being binary, and completely generated by the numbers zero and one. At the moment, there is some research into the possibility of extending that language by passing binary information through the common leech. What might the universe generated between a computer programme and a leech be called?
Infra-thin perhaps.
I confess to having been red-haired, and am now embracing the liberation of limpid grey.
Running with scissors, indeed! Try careering with a chainsaw.