core pattern
Yeah I traded laughs
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Grandaddy, The Sophtware Slump
I was woken from a fitful nap by what I could only describe as a *download* from somewhere. It was an intense graphic image of some kind of fractal knowledge map.
Startled, I quickly drew it on a piece of paper:
Maybe, it was some kind of subconscious graphing of what I have been thinking about in *overlapping disciplines* i.e, the kind of cybernetic hunting that my brain gets into to find some probabalistically significant core between seemingly unrelated things.
Sometimes it all connects and one gets the sense of a deep pattern. I guess that is one of the few rewards of being a generalist. I remember this happening the first time in 1977, when I was taking an undergraduate course in basic economics. At the same time I was studying population biology, particularly the famous Lottka-Volterra equations governing the population fluctuations between a predator and its prey.
Now Lottka-Volterra really defines the mathematics of “twitch”, i.e. how simple systems self-organize and the equations are useful way beyond just tracking the relationships between the populations of lynxes and snowshoe hares.
“Twitch” for example is seen in economic relationships such as stockmarket fluctuations, climate cycles etc. It’s a deep pattern. It basically looks like two sine curves slightly out of phase with each other.
Well it would make sense that economic twitching is basically a subset of biological twitching. We are after all biological entities and ultimately our relationships to commodities express projected biological needs like (real or unjustified) fear of future scarcity. The deep pattern of course is Chaos itself. I keep thinking of those cloying little Russian matrioshka dolls; one inside the other inside the other inside the other.
In the same strange fugue, I imagined a chain of West Village gyms called the *Thinema*, where people worked out while watching art films. What a cool idea, but *where does it come from?*
Outside in the seemingly perpetual crepuscular light of the Cortes Island rainforest, the black tailed deer are communicating in their *barely audible* infrasound bleats. These utterances carry over long distances through dense coniferous forest, yet are hardly noticeable until you know what to listen for. They can easily be mistaken for the sound of a tree creaking in the wind. The bleat language becomes more complex when you get attuned to it and has a fair degree of nuance. I wonder what they’re saying. Do you suppose they *gossip*?
the nuance of bleating
even my spam is getting weird:
This word stream, was recently included in a spam sent to me for Human growth hormone, (do they really mean I can grow my own human?… cool)
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Maybe alien civilizations are trying to communicate to us through Spam?
