Of Influencing Machines, Simulacra, and Dieholds

I’ve been contemplating my navel again while firmly anchored to an event horizon. Gazing intently as it were at the conflux of swirling redefinitions of reality at work presently. A real battle appears to be brewing between the forces of order and chaos over the nature of matter and energy. Well perhaps not the nature, … More Of Influencing Machines, Simulacra, and Dieholds

Nicholas of Flüe

I can’t remember exactly when or where I ran across Brother Klaus.  I was familiar with him before encountering his wheel in Jung’s work, and as far as I can remember I was familiar with his story long before my interest in hermits and alchemy bloomed in general.  I’ve always had a strong sense of … More Nicholas of Flüe

Eight Men Out

Once upon a time, there was that forgotten wacky period in American politics when Maryland finally ratified the Articles of Confederation purposed in 1777 by the 2nd Continental Congress in 1781, and the first President of the United States in Perpetual Union,  John Hanson took office.  This position, we are told by historians was mostly … More Eight Men Out

Poetry Sunday

Some William Blake this foggy morning: O FOR a voice like thunder, and a tongue To drown the throat of war! When the senses Are shaken, and the soul is driven to madness, Who can stand? When the souls of the oppressed Fight in the troubled air that rages, who can stand? When the whirlwind … More Poetry Sunday

Pen and Eraser

Back in the dark ages when children were actually taught to write by hand in torturous exercises on paper with pencil and eraser, I rebelled early and started using a ballpoint pen despite teacher objections.  In fact, I received an F in handwriting one quarter in the 3rd grade for refusing to use a pencil … More Pen and Eraser

Acausal Friday

Moon inspired introspection the theme today.  I’ve always been drawn to songs featuring Luna.  Nature of potentiality hidden in the shadows of the waxing and waning satellite. Constant sun, inconstant moon, opposition and contradiction, and yet brother and sister etched irrevocably into the collective unconscious, always there in the skies of our neural nets as … More Acausal Friday