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What now is,
What may become,
And the lever betwixt and between
Whose grip Love alone can fit
To move and lift from fate to grace.
A place to stand she offers him,
The lever he reveals to her.
As one hand they honest grip and stand
And fulcrum Time at their command,
The mountain moves into the sea.
The painted circle spins, but not in-place,
Seasons return, but not to where they left,
Never back to here again,
Where the lever works but once upon fresh manna.
That elusive living lever —
That betrays both shield and spear,
That melts into the mist when less than Love draws near.
There are no lines that lead to it,
No circle passes through it.
Yet it waits for us beyond all secrets
Where Love’s vision never fails
And death is no farewell.
~~~ Dedicated to Paul Squires ~~~
I want to begin sharing something with you that is a work in progress. There is much more that I want to add, but I am having trouble getting to it.
Your responses are quite welcome and may encourage the work to continue sooner. Questions are especially welcome !
Our inattention to the familiar
Makes us walk faster and faster
Until we notice far too little.
We too often create memetic sabotage
within the song of nature,
missing the story being told
by all forms in their eternal transitions.
Yet … Yet … Yet …
This, too, is part of the story.
The evolution and personal development of consciousness.
Shells keep getting broken
as eggs hatch.
I talk with trees
because I have to.
I certainly love people
but I have to talk with trees.
People tend to know too little
and believe too much.
What trees know and can share with me
is better than what most people believe and will share.
From their invisible parts below the ground
to their visible parts extending way above the ground
trees never deny that they are fractals in any way.
It is a treasure to know what you are.
I am a fractal also.
And the trees have helped me to understand this.
It’s good to know where you came from and how you grew.
It’s good to know that when you stop, when it occurs to you that you are dying.
You can increase the value of what you leave behind.
When a tree dies other fractals live in it.
This wouldn’t happen so much if we always buried them.
Year after year, green after green, trees know what to do.
They teach me how to live, how to produce, how to maintain,
where to find joy, and how to be alive.
They teach me how to share.
They teach me flexibility in the wind.
They teach me how to grow right up against other trees, other people that are different from me.
They teach me how to appreciate people that are different from me.
And they teach me how to be me.
I use words to speak to you.
But words are a mere shadow of thoughts compared to the language of trees.
Trees never lie to me.
Trees never hide from me.
Trees never try to deceive me.
Trees do not believe things that are not true.
This makes them rather superior on numerous levels.
We knock them around and knock them down and they come back.
I’ve been knocked around and knocked down.
The trees teach me how to stand up again and do better.
It’s not that grass and flowers have less to share.
Nor that they know less or are less.
But trees are less ephemeral
and easier for me to relate to visually.
I encourage everyone to spend some time in the trees.
Watch them closely.
Listen to them closely.
It is amazing what they can contribute to your life.
… I discovered this TODAY 5/29/2019. I did not know he thought this.
There’s nothing to see but fractals: fractals and fractal fragments – there is nothing else to see.
Misperception of this phenomenon trashes the fractal world.
We should avoid the practice of seeking permanence.
We should focus on fractal qualities.
The things we love about life the most are fractal beauties.
Fighting for permanence destroys fractal beauties.
Yes, there are numbers associated with fractals
but fractals extend far beyond our numbering.
Things are less complicated than most folks think.
The simplicities of repeated fractals extend beyond our imagination.
We need to acknowledge that we think in fractals,
everything in our minds is fractals,
not just the things around us that we perceive,
but everything that we think is fractals.
Our imaginations can diverge from the fractal patterns,
but when they do it becomes destructive, they produce no beautiful fruit.
Take a walk in the forest, an unkept forest.
Notice how the locations and the growth patterns of the trees that are unkept by people
are all in perfect order.
They are in a fractal pattern, beautiful.
We must learn how to rise to our optimum power
and then learn how to diminish and to yield to subsequent fractals.
The trees understand this.
They know how to grow up and then diminish without ever failing to give:
to receive what’s free and give what ever they collect.
I have collected.
And you may have at all.
We must never grow in arrogance.
We must resist believing things which are not true.
The world did not begin evolving one day and then another day claim it was complete.
Every aspect has always been evolving.
This does not mean that our imaginations should be thwarted.
But even our imagination should connect to fractal patterns that precede us.
This means no diminishment in creative extensions of ourselves.
It means far more creative, and far faster, and far more meaningful extensions
that are sometimes pretested and viable.
We do not know that there is any end of new things under the sun,
but the new things under the sun continue to evolve,
continue to make new things – always.
Arising from our fractal roots there is no end to what we may become.
You were born yesterday,
and again this morning,
and again we hope tomorrow.
Why, I asked,
are babies born so naked,
with their water flowing to ground, and
their fire flowing to sky
so perfectly — so automatically?
It creates currents that form
the multi-vortical human mindscape
where every spin the now-ist sees
as yesterday’s pre-reality.
You can’t make the same sacred snapshot twice:
no matter how terminally indignant
the weekly pattern-monger’s habit,
Love remains the fulcrum and
always moves above a still.
It’s a fragile eternity that yields
an allergy to urgency,
no appetite for the Bantu fractal or
the circumdancing flower of homo-spiritus,
or the growing rampant glory of identity
taming the local lizard.
But we can see the buds on gravid branches
all watching in their special ways
to be the stone, the bird, the tree,
the proactive jazz blossoms,
the spin-bombs of living Logos
bringing on more contractions…
First published at vox poetica.
(Let There Be Light)
Struck again by lightening
like there was no beginning,
no sending of a message,
no sublime presser of <Enter>.
Green is true and ever was
to imbue the shadows
where the hungry wait
to seal the fate of the choiceless.
The voiceless won’t be ever so:
things do grow — we’ve seen it now —
how time bestows ‘I am’ and sows
the seeds for was and will be.
It moves me, watching from the cusp,
this stammer-lisp of sea change,
to derange the old assumption,
gather gumption, and press on.
Only movement can be steered
by multi-tiered emotion
and children of the mindful wave
to save creative chaos.
We see loss when we venture near.
Things dear to us are tested,
vanities arrested in the tide
as pride subsides — is bested
by new visions for our verities,
new measures, marks, and similes,
new hopes, and dreams, and canopies
to shelter luminosities.
The Architecture Of Water, a collection of poetry written and compiled by the late and great Brisbane poet Paul Squires, is now available for purchase.
Paul originally submitted this manuscript to the judges of the 2010 Arts Queensland Thomas Shapcott Poetry Prize for an Unpublished Manuscript; the prize, had he been successful, $3000 and a publishing contract with University of Queensland Press. Sadly, Paul died a few weeks after submitting it, but not before indicating that he would like to self-publish it (or possibly an alternate version) if it proved unsuccessful with the judges.
For the many of us who were touched by the beauty and intelligence of Paul’s work, and by his generosity of spirit, The Architecture Of Water will be an essential purchase and the truth of this will be self-evident. For those who are newcomers you might be asking, “Why should I buy this book, and…
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Our minds develop fractally.
We learn things constantly from the time we are born, and even before, all our lives. We learn one thing after another. Just like Piaget’s “disequilabration” we learn things and then we learn that the things that we learned aren’t exactly accurate or are not even remotely accurate and we subdivide them. The things that we learn get refined and get differentiated as we develop fractally like the limbs and branches and twigs of a tree. And that’s just the of above-ground parts of the trees. There’s the unconscious aspect of below-ground parts of trees, too. We learn things and they tend to be more true to us as they tend to be more in tune with other pertinent parts of life.
One of our major difficulties is embracing the unlearning of things that we determine are not true. When that occurs we have to backtrack through what we learned and find out where it veered away from truth. And then look at the rest of the things that we have learned to find out how they fit more fully into the things that are true. Learning how to abandon areas of thought that have a basis in untruth is a very difficult thing. It is difficult for us to let go of areas of things that we have considered to be our knowledge of the world. We then need to reattach ourselves in new ways to the things that are true. We need to discover the importance of the things that are true and learn how they support our lives in deeper ways than we at first acknowledged.
Many of us die still having many untruths embraced. But that’s the way of life. That’s the way of many fractals. If they continue too long it becomes socially accepted, socially believed untruths. A commitment to the discovery of truth in the midst of the difficulties of discovery is one of the highest callings for humankind.
A major difficulty in the realm of discovery and acceptance of truth is social acceptance. It can be difficult to convince people that you love them even though they believe things that are not true. Love is the central key. To love folks as they change is important. To love folks whatever their level of beliefs are is critical. It’s important to learn how to share what you see as being true with people without a focus on confronting the untruths that they believe.
People tend to identify with the things that they believe. They will tend to identify more tightly with things that are less substantial, less evidential, and less provable. So when we share things with folks we need to learn how to share what we see in a broad way and come down to details later. If we share what we see in a broad way they can entertain them. They can assess them over time. They can compare them with what they believe. Then they can make decisions during their life. It’s important not to think of contesting people in a way that directly contests their identity. They can consider things over time and we need to allow them time.
Everything changes. It’s unstoppable. The study of consciousness is of critical importance. It surrounds our lives irreversibly and continually moving, continually growing. There are sicknesses that occur when we reach impasses. We often reach points where the things that we are thinking may be true hit an impasse socially, when we cannot share in a way that is receivable for other people. It’s important that we share what we think we see. The truth is that we must live in a way that allows us to prove things with others. It’s important that we love ourselves and love the people around us regardless of levels of consciousness. This gives us all a more open-ended freedom to grow. The more we learn to do this individually and with our friends the more it becomes a social norm. This is the social norm that we need to be focused on.
You may reasonably ask, “How do I determine what’s true.” Well, there are a variety of ways. One critical way is the way that science is developing. It’s important to make a distinction between science and technology. Technology tends to be more market oriented. Science should not be, although it often is, market oriented. The discoveries of new ways to determine whether a scientific theory or scientific hypothesis even is true or not is a critical use of technology. So, in that sense, technology is of high value. Technology via science is the means by which we expand our perceptions. It’s a means by which we expand our perception of reality throughout the electromagnetic array of the reality that surrounds us.
We are born with a rather limited set of perceptability that allow us to assess our immediate reality and determine who we are, what we need to do, and what is real. Learning how to make use of extended perceptions of reality is critical to us. Each of us must determine what we can trust, what perceptions we can trust. We have to determine what tests of perceptions we can trust. We can find the means to assess reality in a way that is deeply meaningful. We do not need to doubt our desire for deep meaning. We can assess deep meaning substantially. We can build a lively connection with reality that is fully satisfying.
The capacity to continually change our minds is of critical importance. We need to constantly test what we think we know. We need to learn how to discover that something we thought was true probably is not. And also learn to confirm things we had entertained in our thoughts to be actually true, probably. We need to let things have tests. We need to hold things in our minds in a way that makes them readily testable. And we need to learn how to release them when we discover that there was insufficient basis.
I’m looking at the way humans discern and create patterns. We create so many patterns. We generally spend considerable energy looking for human thought patterns that provide guidance for our lives rather than looking for patterns in nature which we can better trust. We too often search for patterns in human thought and try to align ourselves to them.
Patterns of human thought require careful consideration, but they should not be quickly considered an optimum source of patterns for personal guidance. The power of our imaginations is huge. We have the capacity to think of things and imagine things that are beyond our ability to truth-test. We tend to believe things too readily, things that are not true.
We certainly have the power to create patterns. Those patterns that we create can often run against observable natural patterns and against testable truth.
I suppose that most of us have key words and concepts that we think are exceptionally valuable in explaining our current understanding of reality. Our keywords change over time. These keywords, below, have been mine for about a decade. Consider what yours are. Share them with me.
Folding & DNA folding differentiation
What I am exploring is how each of us has keywords in our concepts of reality. It’s interesting to explore the definitions of the words in order to understand how our understanding develops. A particular aspect of my words is that they are applicable to any scale of observation. I did not plan that to be so.
I want to include links to videos that help to briefly explain some of these things. I want to provide a context for beginning to look at these words and related concepts.
“Holon” is a word developed by Arthur Koestler, the author of “Janus”.
https://www.youtube.com/results?search_query=holon all “Holon” on YouTube
https://www.youtube.com/results?search_query=arthur+koestler all “Arthur Koestler” on YouTube
For the word fractal there are some beautiful videos available and I’m linking to one that will be informative.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZbK92bRW2lQ Hunting the Hidden Dimension (on YouTube
https://www.youtube.com/watch?t=14&v=ay8OMOsf6AQ Benoit Mandelbrot at TED 2010
https://www.youtube.com/results?search_query=Benoit+Mandelbrot all “Mandelbrot” on YouTube
https://www.youtube.com/results?search_query=fractal all “Fractal” on YouTube
For the word PHI there are a variety of videos. And I want to just begin to touch it with these videos the importance of this particular ratio and and what can be found in reality that relates to it. Please just ignore any videos that are poor or twisted.
https://www.youtube.com/results?search_query=golden+mean Videos of the Golden Mean on YouTube
This word originated with Richard Dawkins in his book “The Selfish Gene”.
Spin and Vortex
It’s not too strange if I say everything in reality exists in cycles. That’s the sense of “spin” that I am referring to. Likewise, it’s not not hard to perceive the intersection of various spins and how eddys and vortexes are formed. It’s not uncommon to go for a walk on a breezy day and see the winds forming dust-devils, little vortexes holding leaves, dust, snow, etc. And sometime we see huge cyclones and many other vortex forms.
We make decisions based upon whatever is foremost in our minds.
Perhaps that’s how we make all decisions.
So to make the best decisions we need to have the best and broadest things in our minds.
I will add to this post later.
People choose to believe many things: a wide variety of things.
Things that are not compatible with each other.
And then defend them with no evidence.
Most folks are offended when they encounter beliefs which are inconsistent with their own beliefs.
Careful arguments are critical for achieving the things we need to learn.
Not arguments simply between people or about people but arguments about ideas.
We need to examine careful histories.
We need to look closely at textual criticisms.
We need to submit our ideas to scrutiny: careful, careful, scrutiny.
It’s never too late to adjust our thinking.
Today is a rainy day,
but I had to take a walk.
So I have my favorite little umbrella
made by a company called Leighton.
It’s very steady, very well-made.
It’s double around the rim and opens very nicely.
Though slightly small it is just right for little walks.
I like it.
The woods were noisy with rainfall
but it was all rain that was caught in the leaves.
As I walked out of the woods it was quiet again.
My first stop was the little shed next to the pond.
While in the shed it poured down raining.
It was delightful.
I like sitting in that shed when it rains.
The rain eventually stopped and I moved on toward the vale.
I stopped at my first special place to sit on a rock on the near side.
I sat studying the underside of my umbrella.
What a cool design.
And then – I noticed the rope.
I think it once held up a pump down in a well.
Then it got used for other things.
But I found this 18 inch piece laying in the field
and I tied it around this tree that’s here next to where I like to sit.
I don’t know where the ropes were used last.
I’ve tied three ropes here, actually two ropes and one twine.
The twine was bailing twine. All of it is plastic.
The heavier blue and white rope that once held a well-water pump
is about a quarter inch in diameter.
The other twine is only an eighth of an inch or less.
I tied the bailing twine around a tree where I like to enter or leave the vale.
No one may ever notice it.
As a matter of fact, I don’t expect anyone to notice any of it.
Now I’m walking to the other side of the vale.
First I walked down the west bank to the vale bottom.
It’s not a steep climb down or anything.
It’s a small vale. It’s only maybe 100 feet across at the bottom.
Now I’m climbing up the east side.
I just passed the groundhog hole at the bottom of the tree.
Now I’m approaching my other favorite spot to sit.
You may ask, “Where do you sit without getting your ass wet when it’s been raining?”
I bring a plastic trash bag with me.
I unfold and set it down where I want to sit.
And now here I sit on the tree
which leans over at such an acute angle
there’s room for 4 or 5 people to sit on this tree.
It’s only 8 to 10 inches in diameter.
There is a little branch arising next to me
where there’s another blue-and-white rope tied.
I can see the other tree where the first rope is tied
but I can’t see the rope.
And I can’t see the rope at the wood line
where I will emerge when I leave for home.
It’s beautiful and green here.
There are lots of trees of different sizes.
It’s fairly rocky here too.
Some of the rocks are sharp and some are rather smooth.
That tells me something.
The sharp ones have been revealed sharp by more recent breaking pressures.
They’ve been cracked with sharp edges exposed.
The smooth ones have been weathered down by many years of rain.
It becomes obvious that water once flowed down this vale.
But it’s been a long time.
I expect glaciers left a lot of the soil here.
And trees left a lot of soil here.
Trees don’t grow very large here when there’s very little soil.
But they fall and become soil.
Then subsequent trees grow larger.
Then there’s the dust that falls to earth every day
that must add an inch every few hundred years.
The old old trees are gone entirely with no signs of the trunks
where they broke off or fell over.
There are a few trunks left from trees that have fallen over more recently.
And there are some that have been cut.
So there’s always an increase of soil.
Some of the trees seem to be growing right out of the tops of rocks.
Some trees are growing in soil that probably has good depth.
When the trees mature that have this deep soil my ropes may still be here.
My little ropes.