“i” am no more than mist

The mists have birthed a new toy soldier.

The mists twist as the heat and steam rises from Leon’s open wounds.

Just before his shadow in the mist disappears, a warrior emerges and plants her feet.

She enters a battle stance as her legs ripple with muscle, her right arm wrapped around her longspear, shield poised, she is naked. The male opponent’s weakling reaction to her visible body is against their own will. This clear vision of Her is rare, because she moves so fast you only see a blur, cloaking her nakedness and beautiful form.

In this vision you recognize one of her many blue tattoos clearly reading “Dierdre”. Her secrets are many, the spells of protection and strength woven in her tattoos.

The mists will not answer your futile strikes, but you will find Dierdre’s blade exactly where you are not looking.

Jung

The roots make the branches grow, and the branched leaves nourish the roots for growing. The growing goes back and forth from branch to root, root to branch, until this growing passes beyond our limited visions. 

We may say that the root is first, or the green spring, yet we cannot be sure how each seed will burst into life. And if, beyond our vision, the roots reach hell, only then can the high branches reach heaven. If our branches, reaching, touch heaven, the same reaching touches hell with our roots.

Response to an inverted poet

Cheers to nothing

I take an empty cup of kindness. Expectantly.
ought I receive for my aesthetic sacrifice?
The poem bereft of words

A dry, soulless,
immaculate uncertainty,

gossamer tulip wings limping, prancing,
(no! no!)
(Not verbs, we want nouns! Decorative, ornamental nouns! And don't say that ugly "adjective!")

on the shore she waits,
ear to the Earth
A sensitivity to butterfly effects,
and beauty returns to her in a bottle from the sea,
but it was only a grocery list.

On Complexity

There are very complex theories. A computer operating system is one of the most complex creations, with more moving parts than a commercial airplane. Airplanes fly, thats nice, but operating systems do something harder: they engage the human mind in every way. There are operating systems for household chores, entertainment, most kinds of work, and social existence. If there were a place for complexity, the internet and its administration would be this place, or non-place. Complexity is what protects our privacy… whats left of it.. in the form of encryption. In this case, and many others, complexity is there almost for its own sake. It is a gatekeeper. The complexity of encryption is not related to the privacy of our homemade pornography starring “me”. Encryption is dark for the sake of being dark. We need this darkness to make fools of ourselves in private. Computers are just embodied mathematics, after all, and mathematics has become the gatekeeper for most things. Science is one of few generalities that claim mathematics is not for its own sake as a gatekeeper. Most importantly, the complexity of mathematics in Science is both the gate and the reality. The reality in our minds: the conversion of ideas to things, and things to ideas. Mathematics is the night sky, the simple darkness in which the universe can play out its complexities. It is at once the mountain one must climb to reach the sky, and the sky itself. The arid peak, from which the world is a map, and new stars can be contemplated. The point of dependence of sky on land, and of land on sky. The recognition of complexity is a simple recognition.

The clouds speak poems



First they look where the earth is overturned
They look for artifacts in excavations and burials.

They look on the surface of the land and sea
The multitude of tiny many-colored lives.

The clouds ask each other, and clouds move obtusely
Changing their questions constantly.

The clouds turn and ask the unconquered stars
And, secretly, the stars listen.

Vagueness is Essential

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Vagueness is not a matter of semantics. It is a problem that troubles the basic assertion that, as our old friend Berty Russell asserted as an axiom in the Principlia Mathematica, "Everything that is, is." The basics are a very interesting place to stay. We would like to say this is a basic and acceptable assertion, and it turns out to not be basic at all. In fact, no subject is elementary, and also every subject is elementary. 

Channell and Rowland argue that vagueness has pragmatic usefulness: "For language to be fully useful, therefore, in the sense of being able to describe all of human beings' experience, it must incorporate built-in flexibility. This flexibility resides, in part, in its capacity for vagueness" (p201 Channell 1994) Dr. Channell outlines various views of where vagueness comes from, from the difference between the "same idea" in different minds (Fodor 1977 in Channell 1994), to language (Peirce 1902 in Channell 1994), to physical reality (Russell 1923). Vagueness is found discussed in logic (Lakoff 1972 in Channell 1994) where it is argued (along with Russell) that "true" and "false" are vague, and so classical logic could be modified..." (p66 Nightingale 2019)

"[i]t is perfectly obvious, since colours form a continuum, that there are shades of colour concerning which we shall be in doubt whether to call them red or not, not because we are ignorant of the meaning of the word "red," but because it is a word the extent of whose application is essentially doubtful." (1923 Russell as quoted in Nightingale 2019, p66).

"The word "red" is vague in this respect because there are borderline cases where it is not clear whether or not we should call the case "red". Russell says "essentially doubtful" because this uncertainty is essential, in the sense of being a part of the nature of red. One deception here is in asserting that the "continuum" is a perfectly precise reality that can be expressed numerically. This renders vagueness a kind of error; without a perfectly known continuum underneath our words, vagueness is not error but has a reality of its own. Does the continuum suffer from vagueness?...
Peirce claimed that another way to describe generality is where the Law of Excluded Middle ("A or ~A is always true") does not hold. This makes sense because normally, the LEM decides which of "A or ~A" is true (even if we don't know which is decided, it asserts that "out there" it is decided.) When the LEM does not apply "A or ~A" is left undecided, which allows for a generalization on "A or ~A", you can choose which. However the claim that something can be essentially uncertain is directly against the LEM." (p66-68 Nightingale 2019)

I mean to say that reifying vagueness proves the LEM is false, in general. (The ideas of general and of vague are intimately connected) Russell asserted "everything that is, is" in order to "prove" the LEM. And here I am arguing against the LEM, which would also be against "everything that is, is" What makes red red? In this question i mean to be vague between term red and the actual red. If everything that is depends on other things to be, there is a certain spaciousness to Being, an undefined vagueness between Being and Space.

Feint


The shadows of my words grow longer under the setting sun, misspoken,
I stare into the mists of the northern laurel trees.
I wait for warriors to come.
Come, I call in my mind and heart,
Come.

Warriors with blue tattoos scream their battle cry,
and, look there—fighting limbs, heads down, running naked out of the mists.
Like a baby being born, they offer their bodies and their lives.

Emerging from the mists, their bellows make
the fog of war a tangible unknown.

“We will break you,” says the doctor to the baby
as he takes him away, giving the mother a sucker
and a dark waiting room.

They cut his foreskin, tattoo his body with the symbols of a warrior
who screams without shame, none knowing their meaning or power.

Running barefoot, long spears and wide shields,
great magic hums and sparks around him,
because the enemy has war machines.
The enemy doesn’t care for magic—
magic is given to reward virtue,
and virtue preserves the land and sky.
“The only sex that war machines know is rape,”
speaks the druid who knows magic is madness.

But the best part came when the Clockwork Empire
could not make it to the edge of the world: those babes,

brave, running with the chaos of the wind,
offering their bodies and their lives

to their mothers first, and then the northern winters,
and then to the biting and cutting armies
of undead Latin words,

their poetry woven into blue skin-tattoos,
stronger than armor and siege machines.

The Strength of Men was victorious then,
and it will be again.

Oh come,
let them come

naked into the mine fields,
their innocent minds never suspecting the bombs;
they will have only wide
shields and long spears. Warriors that die
find themselves running in green fields
with the sun caught high on their brow,
and if they live the mists will return them
to their brethren.
Against all odds they will win again.

And if they all die, we will all die with them
after a long rape.
There will be nothing left for the machines to ravage.

We will follow those warriors to their fields and a new sun,
whether we like it or not.

Those naked men will leave fertile fields
for us to till in peace.
Swiftly they disappear,
only to emerge from another mist against another enemy.

Their Will cannot be broken.

On Density

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One time my father said of my writing that it was very “tightly woven.” We both had a similar way of compacting ideas into a single sentence. He was more artful in his writing. I don’t know what higher praise there is, if writing is not artful, what ought it be? Here I ask how to weave the various ideas in the word Density together. I believe that woven things are a higher art than dense things, and the weave, as a craft, is the Metaphor for metaphor because there are links, nexus points, and emptiness. Density in its physical sense, at most in the sense of gas, means unlinked matter and empty space.

Density also carries the sense of “cloudy” in the Latin “densus.” The sense of dense as meaning stupid is the most recent (non-scientific) development (from etymonline.com entry on dense). I associate cloudy with my own work in the term vagueness, which many will call stupid. My writing, if you haven’t already noticed, is here merely a list of terms that are sort of next to each other the way particles are placed after one another in space. My aim is to weave these ideas together, to claim, for example, that air is not merely particles and space. The particles are linked by something. Actually, the links between particles are found in our definition of the space where the particles are. We claim to know what space is, but I would insist that we do not. This is one point where I am educated enough to feel confident. The rest is drawn from other sources. I am not merely talking about points that are not found on the continuum. I am talking about a nearly complete misunderstanding of space. Space is an unknown. It is the place where things are known. Space is synonymous with the mind; when the mind has arrived at itself. Pure mind holds nothing known. If we could completely fill space with known points, we would still not know space… we would have completely missed the point of space. Isaac Newton knew that the mind was not going to be explainable. The rest he tried to explain with gravity, and in the end he failed to explain gravity. What mechanism causes gravity? No-one knows. We only know that matter has gravity, not how or why. And density determines things like whether a cloud of gas will become a solid planet, or a star, or a black hole, or will diverge into rarer and rarer space.

Space is not a page or a canvas. It is not white or grey or black. A pure mind can be enlightened, but there is no telling if it knows its own enlightenment, just as a lighted space will not reveal its own light.

I fell up


the end of the world is now a commodity
"don't look up" he said until I was a broken record
I was caught in a calculation of romance down to the dash on his chin.
The sky hides in plain sight as we count our footsteps
by watching our fitbit. I looked up, I saw the eclipse and

my paper cut opened a portal to the abyss
I fell into my cubicle, the flimsy walls a spiraling maze,
my mind leaped over the hedges

Giants in the clouds... should I be worried about them?
As I fell up, I wondered.
"What are we going to do about those clouds?"
Asks the newswoman, saying with a million dollars worth of pearls

"Don't worry," she said, "there is a 99% chance of sunshine in a few days"

The Role of Rhetoric

The parallel postulate was found to be optional when non-Euclidean geometries came under earnest exploration. This was a paradigm-shift, and a breakthrough in mathematics, yet historically people often found it to be a failing in mathematics to the point where, too late in the game, great mathematicians such as Lagrange were still trying to prove the postulate. The reason we wanted Euclidean geometry to be true is it reduces space to a quantifiable reality, so that at the moment of breakthrough, the favorite non-Euclidean geometries could be translated into Euclidean geometry using a metric. Now, we can have very strange kinds of vague metrics for gauging distance. The basic difference in these early non-Euclidean geometries was that there could be more than one parallel line going through the same point, with respect to another line. In other words, the parallel postulate was false for these other geometries.

Euclid himself was so exceedingly careful in intellect that he kept the parallel postulate out of his exposition of geometry, out of his innovative axiomatic form, until he felt it was absolutely necessary. This means that the beginning of Euclid’s first textbook is true in all geometries, and is called “Neutral Geometry.” These precious first theorems are universally true, but this was just not enough for Euclid or his line of mathematicians. They wanted more to be true, so, perhaps under the weight of his contemporaries and ancestors, Euclid abandoned his misgivings about the postulate and asserted Euclidean Geometry as universally true.

How did he make this assertion? You could say his assertion was existential. He asserted that there is only one line through a given point with respect to another line in the same plane. He made this choice out of what we now know to be many options. I may be talking about free will, but not quite. I am sure Euclid believed his books to be about something true, and only his work failed, not reality. He was somehow persuaded or convinced that the parallel postulate was the right choice, and not without examples to the contrary. Geometry on a sphere is not Euclidean: you can have a triangle with three right angles using the line at the equator and two lines going through the north pole. We didn’t know the world was round back then you say? Some scholars back then did, since its circumference was being estimated by scholars as early as 2,000 years ago in Alexandria. Aristotle’s model for the Earth is inconsequentially different from a sphere, though the model appeared flat. Aristotle instructed Alexander the Great to conquer to the edge of the world and, by continuing, he’d end up back in his home eventually. Now, scientists seem to agree that gravity bends space out of shape, and is not Euclidean. The debates of brilliant minds back then, as well as now, were varied, of course, and the over-simplifications from our compulsory education about flat-Earth vs round-Earth, Euclidean vs Non-Euclidean are stark, foolish and in service of the illusion of progress.

The thing to notice is that the alternatives between Neutral Geometry and Euclidean Geometry was a kind of pluralism of parallel lines through the given point, and with respect to another line. This gave rise to a pluralism of quantifying or qualifying distance. Similar to asserting that the only alternative to Being is Not-Being, and the vagaries of cloud-gazing was out of the question. Now we have whole specialized languages to describe the gap between Being and Not-Being: such as psychological hallucination. Leaving out the modern hallucinations of distance, and the looming history of the field of number theory (eventually abandoned by the Greeks, and later connected to geometry in Descartes), how do we choose between these options? Enter Rhetoric, left stage.

Aristotle’s definition of rhetoric was that it was an Art of persuasion, not a Science, even though the above shows how deeply dependent Euclid was on Rhetoric.

So, when I say that Rhetoric is the stuff that connects our planet with the “universe” (another overly-ambitious grab-word from Science), I mean it scientifically, in the Art of choosing how to define distance, because the most important practice of Science, that gives it its importance, is this territory-grabbing from Rhetoric. And Rhetoric is merely the guard of its master: Poetry. In this essay, I have shown how Rhetoric orients people in understanding the gaps between disciplines. Rhetoric is a way of understanding things: the Sciences, Philosophy, and even translation and other parts of Poetic discourse.