Read Johnny's "Metaphormorphic Book of Days, Dreams & Shadows"

Monday, April 28, 2008

Wow...just wow.

Go and read Violet over at PunkAssBlog. Really...

Love is the only true radicalizing force.

I just don't have words for how incredible that post is.

Sunday, March 30, 2008


I don't know if this is really what it says it is, but still...

I'm enjoying it ;-)

Via Bitch Ph.D.

What will the mind do, each morning, waking?

Confucius and you are both dreams, and I who say you are dreams am a dream myself. This is a paradox. Tomorrow a wise man may explain it; that tomorrow will not be for ten thousand generations.

--Chaung Tse II

Current-borne, wave-flung, tugged hugely by the whole might of ocean, the jellyfish drifts in the tidal abyss. The light shines through it, and the dark enters it. Borne, flung, tugged from anywhere to anywhere, for in the deep sea there is no compass but nearer and farther, higher and lower, the jellyfish hangs and sways; pulses move slight and quick within it, as the vast diurnal pulses beat in the moondriven sea. Hanging, swaying, pulsing, the most vulnerable and insubstantial creature, it has for its defense the violence and power of the whole ocean, to which it has entrusted its being, its going, and its will.

But here rise the stubborn continents. The shelves of gravel and the cliffs of rock break from water baldly into air, that dry , terrible outerspace of radiance and instability, where there is no support for life. And now, now the currents mislead and the waves betray, breaking their endless circle, to leap up in loud foam against rock and air, breaking...

What will the creature made all of seadrift do on the dry sand of daylight; what will the mind do, each morning, waking?

From the first page/chapter of Ursula K. LeGuin's "Lathe of Heaven"

Todays meditation is started here...

Moving on to here where I point to a paper that allows the possibility that reality is only information, then travels on it's way to contemplation of Hugh Everett and his Many Worlds formulation, via contemplation of his son, Mark....

And lastly a stop at the work codifying for science an ancient bit of knowledge, Dynamic inconsistency, which still fails to allow science to acknowledge change or relativity. Yet the codifying is important, I think it is at least, if still falling short of truly functional understanding of "real" consistency.

These are the meditation touchstones for this cycle.



Oh, and remember: (I wish I could remember where I first saw this sentiment) Your heart is formed, molded, of the afterbirth created from the delivery into existence of our star system.

Quite literally.

Friday, March 21, 2008

Spring Time In Chicago

Happy spring to us. (laughing)

Tuesday, March 18, 2008

Next time you meet someone who thinks they know what the word "god" means....

Whether or not they are a theist or an atheist, or some flavor within those ranges, point them at this...

Controlled storage and transfer of photonic space-time quantum-coherence in active quantum dot nanomaterials
E. Gehrig and O. Hess
Optics Express, Vol. 16, Issue 6, pp. 3744-3752

We demonstrate the potential of semiconductor quantum dot nanomaterials for solid-state based controllable quantum memories in which losses may be compensated by gain. The dynamic photonic quantum-coherence present in a quantum dot ensemble and generated by a coherent signal pulse is influenced and controlled by disorder, spectral detuning and the power of the pulse. We show that the high coupling of spatial and temporal degrees of freedom is a key requirement for coherence transfer and/or storage.

quantum memory for quantum computers

Hat tip Thoreau at Unqualified Offerings

Monday, February 25, 2008

In the beginning there was nothing.

In the beginning, before the "big bang", there was nothing.

A nothingness so No Thing, that it was nearly the opposite of nothing.

The Yin.

The Receptive.

Into this came the Creative. The "big bang".

The Yang.

And the product, is reality. And Consciousness born out of that "reality".

And Reality, is of course, not real.

But we are.

Friday, February 15, 2008


Another chunk of excerpts from “The Invitation” by Oriah Mountain Dreamer.

I really can’t recommend this book enough. (Of course remember, I also recommend everyone read the Marquis de Sade for deeper understanding of freedom, history and sexuality.)

From her section on Betrayal.


It doesn’t interest me it the story you are telling me is true.
I want to know if you can
Disappoint another
To be true to yourself;
If you can bear the accusation of betrayal
And not betray your own soul;
If you can be faithless
And therefore trustworthy.

We often look for someone we can trust more than we trust ourselves. Perhaps this is because we know how often we betray ourselves.

I suddenly realized that the people in my life who are the most trustworthy—those who tell the truth, even when the truth is hard—are not those who always keep their agreements with me. Those who can be faithless—who can bear the responsibility of breaking an agreement with someone when the alternative is to betray themselves—are trustworthy.

As the original version of “The Invitation” was copied and shared by people all over the world, the most frequent change made to it was to substitute the word faithful for the word faithless. I received phone calls and letters asking, sometimes demanding, that I explain my use of the word faithless. People didn’t like it. It made them uncomfortable.

If we cannot live with our need to renew agreements we have made, we break the only promise we really owe each other—to be truthful. This means finding both the courage to be truthful with ourselves and a way to live with how our actions affect others, even when there is no ill intent and no one to blame.

We have all been the betrayer and the betrayed. If we cannot acknowledge this we will find ourselves harsh and unforgiving, unable to grieve for the times we have betrayed ourselves.

When an agreement that is important to us is broken, we feel hurt and angry. And if an agreement is broken but we pretend that it has not been violated, we learn to distrust ourselves or those others when the truth is revealed. The real damage of betrayal is in the lies we tell one another and ourselves, the lies that cause us to lose faith in our ability to recognize and act on the truth.

Being trustworthy, not betraying ourselves, is, in part, about recognizing moments or situations when we are likely to be untrustworthy and seeking the counsel of people who love us and are willing and able to be honest with us. This may mean that we will sometimes hear things we do not want to hear. It is almost always means slowing things down a little and considering that we may be wrong, that we may not be trustworthy in that moment.

Refusing to betray ourselves is not a license to break agreemenst on a whim, to disregard the very real repercussions of our actions on others. The hard part , the place where we hope wisdom will find us, is in deciding where and when we must break a promise to be true to ourselves. We must weigh the cost to our soul if we keep our agreement—the cost to that which is essential to who we are—against the cost to others if the agreement is broken.

Sometimes we may to decide to make a sacrifice for another. Ask any parent about the small daily sacrifices.

Tell me, can you do this? Can you take the choice that’s for life even when that choice is hard, when doing so means others will see you as faithless? Can you make the choice without putting yourself or the other person—no matter who is the betrayed, who is the betrayer in this moment—out of your heart? This is what I want to know. This is what I want us to learn together to teach each other in the way we hold each other when the choices are hard.