symmetry density leading to symmetry-breaking morphogenesis and the creation of space
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sublimation via recursive online translations
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Abstraction today is no longer that of the map, the double, the mirror or the concept. Simulation is no longer that of a territory, a referential being or a substance. It is the generation by models of a real without origin or reality: a hyperreal. The territory no longer precedes the map, nor survives it. Henceforth, it is the map that precedes the territory – precession of simulacra
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spontaneous composition for bio-feedback monitors (…and one played from the canopy of a giant redwood)
recorded in the forests of Northern CA.
July 2010
a momentous decrystalization
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sh-tic-sh-tic-sh-tic-sh-tic-sh-ta-tic-tee-doom-tic-tic-tic-doom-ta-tee-kee-dee-ah-do-ee-crak-sah-ooh-peek-tak-pum-sum-pum-pik-tak-sh-tic-bak-so-oh-dum-sah-po-sah-po-sh-tic-sah-po-roosh-rik-tak-po-tik-mur-ah-doom-ah-rak-tik-pak-sah-sum-pa-rum-pa-ran-sum-fran-ta-pan-trik-time-coo-rak-sum rose colored racing enriched reverie resounds dais doling indifference indolence induced boosted black rack attack jackson passed sap enact tonic tossed obsolescence inception all act tax anonymous stake staring garish sarong gated grazing engaging ovate teen neurotic collude herb ionic aloof and along the line that grows upward from the center of an unused palm, eyes trace the voyage of years on the move; ears supplant calm with fatigue in their monotonously biased attraction to the sonic formation of motion, sh-tic-sh-tic-sh-tic, these days either last forever through the lack of a reference point resonating from within the feedback loop or deny time the distance needed to recognize its own movement from a repetition convinced that it is merely a memory of the initial cycle; trains; transfixed on the window and wondering whether it’s fair to sit whilst in the act of transformation, for, really, travel, these days, is not so much a going from one place to another but rather a detaching of one’s self from the surroundings while they reassemble into a more desirable landscape, but, really, the scope of escape is incapable of being encapsulated; and the shca-shtst-whsh of the furious outside world using the air as its fingers trying to pry this window open comforts me with its impotence, and relaxation realigns the way that traveling eyes transfix: trees, treelike, resembling a tree, unseen roots and rattling hands and rolling seems much more stable than standing still and still i sit and passing prepares me for letting go and blue? and field? and diminishing returns demand the always new and field:new and blue:new and tree:well I was going to say new but, really, i’ve already let go of the comparison and flash and flash and flash and flash, sh-tic, and flash, sh-tic, and flash, sh, fl, sh, fl, sh fl, sh fl, sh-fl sh-fl sh-fl sh-fl sh-fl-sh-fl-sh-fl-sh-fl-sh-fl-sh-fl-sh-fl-sh-fl-sh tic. tic. tic.
Moments, or the idea of moments as specified points of time, come from the idea that time can be viewed as a succession of states, such that we can zoom into a particular point and rotate it around an imaginary axis. In this snapshot view of reality, one is able to stop time and view static objects without the motion blur of a living trajectory, like a cinematic frame taken from the flow of reality. But if accepting of the evidence of the irreversibility of time, the comprehensibility of the notion of a succession of states dissolves. One instant does not merely replace another instant — and during embryogenesis, a tail develops before there is the possibility of becoming legs. Our memories are contained in every moment not merely as links to the past, but as part of our present experience of experience, such that every moment, physically, contains the momentum of the combined perceptual force of our past. Expectation creates a geometric repositioning of the parameters of the relationship between consciousness and ecology. And that experience has a residual affect while flowing into and away from our ever-inquisitive perspective: It, literally, reshapes reality with the impact of the continuous impressions of our experience of events.
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what could we be capable of if we weren’t afraid to die?
“Have you ever watched a child who has just learned to walk run toward a desired object much too quickly and then trip and fall on his face? The child lifts his head, turns, and searches for his mother. He does so with a completely empty facial expression, showing no kind of emotional response. He looks into his mother’s face to find out what happened. how bad was it, really? Should I cry or should I laugh? Toddlers do not yet have an autonomous self-model (though probably none of us has a self-model that is truly independent from others). In such small children, we observe an important fact about the nature of our own phenomenal Ego: It has social correlates as well as neural correlates. The toddler does not yet know how he should feel; therefore he looks at his mother’s face in order to define the emotional content of his own conscious self-experience. His self-model does not yet have a stable emotional layer to which he could attend and, as it were, register the severity of what just happened. The fascinating point is that here are two biological organisms that just a few months ago, before being physically separated at birth, were one. Their egos, their phenomenal self-models, are still intimately coupled on the functional level. When the toddler gazes at his mother and starts to smile in relief, there is a sudden transition in his phenomenal self-model. Suddenly, he discovers that he didn’t hurt himself at all, that the only thing that happened to him was a big surprise. An ambiguity is resolved: Now he knows how he feels.”[1]
the senses as the flexible explorer;
manifestivalé!
O! what architextures of physics and finesse await
at the unfolding of the barrier of language and skin and
enveloped perspective. Too long have we lived inside!
flesh and bones. round river stones. black hole minds.
deflationary feedback loops of similarity…
while polyvalent movements abound—expanding—
building possibility into the dimensionally-flexible surfaces around us.
and every tool is an interpretation.
every experience a movement.
every sight a touch.
