..THE COD ARE UNIMPRESSED...

Ideas emerge above the level of description, in the realm of raw imaginal stuff, and the act of attaching symbols or words to them; a ballast of semantic and semiotic material, drags them down, inevitably mis-shapen and only partially described. This effort is however required to make conceptualisations available to others, for pleasure, and for the critical purposes of dialectical exchange.

Ideally in the course of time, such attempts at definition refine and hopefully become more congruent with the original, grasped notion.
These writings should be recognised as such tentative articulations, gleaned in part from intuition and observation, but also drawn from the ideas of all of the others who have attempted this same process, ideas that have happened, for whatever reason to pass through this local, noospheric sensorium.

Therefore, also included, are thoughts and intentions which have been unintentionaly corrupted or similarly misunderstood, en-route. As such, these scribblings are not to be considered as propositions of truth, simply the queriously curioidal and playfully humble, speculations of one that is many.


Thursday, 9 October 2008

Sunken Dreams of Flight


sunken dream, originally uploaded by Negentropic Object 23.

Sage wise and otherwise


Skin erupts crystalline, frozen flesh made teeth

space block fractures, fault-lines grinding light

void dragging, pulling turgid tipping labyrinths

a focal remnant; the axis of rotational notation.


I saw them, they saw me; in infinite moment

howling by through long fractal night, until

clambered giggled gasp crosses event horizon

shedding wonderous tears, at first breath of ├Žon

 
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