Apr
21
2012
Do not think about this on Prezi
do not think about this
it is not here for your pleasure
not waiting self-less
for some deathly embrace
as if it were not already perfect
and rising starkly, gently behind you
perusing the pages of your eyes
passing no judgment
straighten your back
and fly into the sunset
as you were meant to –
objectless, void, unsundered
by the...
Aug
16
2011
(New readers will want to start with the first installment.)
Let us continue our beginning:
LoF p. 1
We take as given the idea of distinction and the idea of indication, and that we cannot make an indication without drawing a distinction. We take, therefore, the form of distinction for the form.
If this doesn't strike you as having a "mystical"...
Jul
23
2011
There is a necessary recursion at the very heart of epistemology. Epistemology can never be founded upon a principle of linearity, where thinking traces its origin to something that lies before thinking, and somehow emerges or grows out of it, because the very existence of this "before", whatever its nature, must always be assumed...
Feb
02
2010
I was asked to draw my dissertation (which is in its beginning stages).
Here's what happened:
Apr
22
2009
Trust me, YOU DON'T WANT TO MISS THIS!!!
Frank Chester (find out about his initial work here, and read reviews of his work here) has just returned from a very well received presentation of his research on the Chestahedron at Sunbridge College in Spring Valley, New York. Many in the audience expressed disappointment afterwards that...
Jan
28
2009
today I stand on the horizon
beyond the vast, known spaces
my steps tracing a Moebius membrane
as the white sea pours through my heart
no there, no past, no unwanted memory
--all swept lovingly into the waves
seeds for waiting oysters
did you know that I ...
Jan
16
2009
sole to sole, my mirror image and I
striding above and below the deep waters
curious, I dip beneath the surface
stare back up at myself, asleep
didn't you call me? i ask
have I not come and knelt at your side?
the shadow grasps my hand
with a solidity I could never muster
and bursting into flames I can only weep
and...
Jan
15
2009
what spirit speaks the heart re-echoes
its lofty chambers with choric ringing
twist and fold in timely rhythm
the fountain's deep moods springing
unshadowed now, revealed and waking
all forge and fire, veils rent aside
the swallowed sun, see! - beaming again
'cross the rivers, stride in stride
the call's heard round from distant shores
the ferryman's change cast far away
for the...
Jan
02
2009
here shall words arrive
not on my lips, nor yours
but still caressed
a meeting of sorts
out of sorts
still always flowing
an uncovering of
of what
what
will your tongue see
your eyes hear
our heart sing?