Afternoon (cycle picture dream)

It's Sunday. I've had some breakfast and posted my picture. The thoughts, images, and dreams flicker through me and I can barely comprehend them. On some level I understand, on some level I feel too much, and yet at some other "holistic" level I don't understand. I will never understand. I am only offered glimpses, shadows on a cave wall some would say.

Here are the things I am selling today:

Vittorio's table, the self-assemble shelf, and gifted chairs.

The table is apart already because they need to fit it into their car. I can't with the shelf. The pieces are screwed together.
We took it apart anyways and they took everything away. A nice french couple. They were looking at the same apartment as Gonca (who took the Ikea dresser).


Before I took the table apart, I took the "almost finished breakfast on the table" picture. What did I have for dinner last night on the table? Here.

Blogger isn't really up to fancy picture display yet. No more angled table images but for sure more dinner pictures. Later.

And more wine pictures, just on a different table.

 You get the gist.

(it's chicken)

A Dornfelder from last night..

If I could only stack the pictures and compress the time like it feels. Still. The images are fragmented, spaced like I see my memories.
I put up pictures here.
We put up pictures on our walls.
For me it is a cycle of putting up and taking down physical pictures. I go through different but same emotions everytime.

There is Lil's black and white picture framing a boat. It is dated 1998, when I left LA and went to Boulder for Graduate School.

There are the Kanji from Ikeda sensei and the odd deconstruction of women pictures preserved in polyurethane shoe fix gloo. Boulder days of practicing Aikido, and then fixing paper in rubber while living in Julie's place. Maybe the artist spirit moved me then!

And what else? The calendar from 2009 giving classic art images. 2009 was a busy and good year. A stitched together photograph of a Thailand jungle was from then. Pictures of gramma and me and mom and ta re and the cardboard pieces from a care package sent to me by my nieces. Life in Vietnam circa 1970-71, LA circa 1998, Boulder 2002-6 and Tuebingen 2006-2009, all on my wall. My timeline.

It is like Aikido. You can't learn it by talking about it. You have to go through the motion. The movement is putting up and taking down physical artifacts with hyper-linked connection to various neural networks. I go through the movements that others have done with love. What does it feel like? I can't describe it. I just go through the movements. You have to go through the movements. Social muscle memory networks linked to group cognition.

I keep telling myself that when all this is more settled the pictures will come back up. And they will. They are all slices of time's passage that I've cut away and taken with me, artifacts with memory traces linking places and people and times and wine and fun and laughter.

These artifacts I will keep and go through the motions again.

But I will put some here too, as you do. An electronic artifact who's persistence might be longer than any real object.

These objects are organically in you, in your brain and now on extended network you create to store memories for random access. How will these extended networks alter the movements we do?

Regardless, if they last longer than expected, I will be happy.

Morning (noFog nass fragment)

It's Friday! Time to relax and sleep in tomorrow.

Yes and no.

I am in transition. My country is in transition. My world community is in transition.

A friend came by last night to pick up the Ikea dresser I bought last year. It is starting, the time that I must leave Germany. All these bits and pieces of stuff that has no meaning to anyone else are being giving away or sold for a few euros.

I'm looking at a cheap, self-assembled shelf. I bought it from the previous guy living in my tiny apartment back in Tuebingen. I brought it here to Magdeburg, but now I leave it here. It won't hold anymore memories. The object itself is an Artifact, a magical thing which holds part of my past. I will sell it to someone.

I was told to cherish the memories. That's kinda obvious, isn't it? I must take the magic from the object back into my head and transfer it here so that when my organic brain fails, at least some fragment of the magic lingers on, or maybe is transformed, used for some other creative endeavor. The magic is cheap and can't be sold. Idiosyncratic and highly personal, it carries no value except for those who know it, who created it.

The shelf held my books, which are now packed away or electronically stored because I had suspected my transient life-style would demand more flexibility. Books read and stored away in boxes and now at Amazon. It's always difficult for a bookophile to give up the book and to remember what is important is the story. It's always difficult for a magician to give up the talisman even though he has reabsorbed the magic back into himself. Stacks of science paper on the shelf are also long gone, moved and then left behind except for the story which runs through my head:

Combinatorial regulation with transcription factors, epigenetic integration, facilitation from womb impact, contact, contacting space and you and me. Poisons and gift in curative dosage. Regenerating axon fiber optics to nucleus of an activated T cell.

The small TV was given away a long time ago, but the plant is here. What will I do with it? A living thing. I will also give it away. Someone else will take care of it. Perhaps it will survive long after, like other plants from fraternity rooms, drunken youth, and midlife transition.

I played the artifact card, but it is not tappable. It is not regenerative. I can only use it once, and then it breaks, fragments and goes to the discarded stack. Perhaps there lurks a spell or incantation still to draw, which let's me search through the discarded deck and reclaim a cheap, shelf-made self. My deck has always been green, partly regenerative, partly reflective and recursive, a self-made reclamation.

But it's time to pack up the playing cards, at least for now. You win. Take the card that you wanted. I hope it makes your deck strong. I buy another starter deck hoping to find that one interesting artifact, spell, or creature card that will fit nicely into my current odd assortment of memory and manna.

3X3
fragment. nass. noFog.
magic. regeneration. artifact.
books. memory. manna.

Affirmation

I am still here.

16K in 1hr 40min. Not so fast but good enough for me. Half-marathon this Sunday, 1 June 2008. Wish me luck.

Here are thought streams... slip-links, slip-thoughts.

We (as small groups) started out as "children" choosing mating partners.
Then we "grew up", and by that I mean we started living in larger groups.
(is group size a proxy for the group maturity/age?)
(what is the definition of group?)
(a cohesive group of individual? geography culture = language,food,relgion(recoginition of the absurd).
(more anthropology questions... Savage Minds, Open Anthropology... for you.)

We (the large group) hypothesis that mature individuals make wiser mating choices.
We implement a plan to transfer group maturity onto the individual.
The assumes that the group maturity is in fact wiser than the individual. This
is faulty logic. How can you transfer a group characteristic onto an individual who,
by definition belongs to that group. If you let the individual make their own choice,
then by definition you will reach the same result, mating selection done at the
average maturity of the group.

connection to memory mnemonics?? a connection to shared exeperience/context.
group memory.brain_architecture.how will memory evolve in group?

Sampler Feed:
AI crawl of web. Correlation? or straight AI. associates classic image with sound.music
puts up mix-media content on Homepage.
(all being done by Google and others, image algorithm, soon sound algor., host your mix-media page.

GoogIntel: the growing AI. Me=catalyst/autistic.reiterative. If I blog repeatively about
being a catalyst/ a seed for the birth of any idea/e-wareness, then will the e-w come.
like a FieldofDream. If I seed it. then It will come
If I repeat Love? seed/locus for... what? AI of humanity/compassion?


BoulderGroup: some don't like FaceBook..etc... Sharing within only.private
Hopefully, iGoogle will intergate some soon. but Goog not successful at Social.net.
that's a good thing. SmallGroup dynamics is good. Think NavySeal.
They are needed. OC they cannot win the "War/Game"


David Brin:

"Did I say conservatives display mental agility? Are they alone in the dance of polemical distraction and rationalization? Certainly the left has its crazies and troglodytes and rationalizers. Only, most of the time their theme is utter and relentless stubbornness, clinging to standard dogmas (like opposing nuclear power) long past their relevance or usefulness. In this respect, they are certainly much less interesting or entertaining!

""But back to conservatives, what I find most impressive -- even a little charming -- is their blithe unwillingness to accept that being wrong in the past has any relevance to today. Wrong about civil rights, womens’ rights and preserving the environment. Wrong about isolationism (remember Lindbergh... and then Vandenberg and Taft?) Wrong about de-funding science and wrong to have supported Saddam Hussein for decades. Wrong to have left him in power in 1991. Wrong (if not damned liars) about “weapons of mass destruction” and Iraqi terror links. Wrong about wild CEO bonuses and fantasy financial “instruments” that severed banking from any of its roots in sound lending practices.

""And yet, what’s the response? - “All of that is dwelling on the past.”

Same opinion Justice Scalia has.

Single most danger... the HUGE military/industrial complex of the US. Eisenhauser feared.
I fear. As we lose our economic leadership, maybe some creativity? prob not.
then incentive has always been to use military force to complensate. always.
this should be a missive to Obama.


Interesting note; Delong->Joe Klein.
politician pander to the "bowling", "tamale-eating" demographics. Racist?
but at heart not true either. politicians always pander to voters.
are most voters "bowling" "tamale-eating", or even"SUV"driving?

Who they are pandering to is a voter block.zB left leaning policy.a group
who, in general, don't bowl every week, don't eat so much tameles, but on principle,
believe that people who do, should be represented and not marginalize.

My Foreign Policy:
1. Stabilize the Middle East.
2. Reactivating the Israel / Palestine dialog. This should have been first (not invasion of Iraq!!!)
(Bush bashing... oh, oh, now we start going to Israel/Gaza/West Bank?)
3. Dialog with Syria, Egypt, and Saudi Arabia to push them to push the Palestinians.
4. Begin the withdrawal of US troops from Iraq.
5. Turkey? Pakistan?
All said better by many, many, politicos, and militicos.


24/May/2008
the exodus model: I MUST write this SF story. also read Clarke's vision of Star Child

Military has stolen research ideas. Now they are a large funding source. Why not...
Stealing from Military Research.
Entertainment? Health? Communication? Quality_of_Life.


The Paradign shift:
Instead of investing in large amounts of time.resource into "fixing" the mutant to live.beproductive in todays environment.
Why not create new, "environments" where mutants can live.beproductive, ie increase production capacity of overall-human-race?


check YouTomb: Next obvious conclusion is waht is being provided by TV Tokyo, Viacom, Wrestling?
And can the content the was pulled be provided as "free".uncopyrighted, with same production quality? by independent producers?