Difference in color contrasting shapeliness

the height of branches almost entirely obscures

distances imagined, seemed like a short path

the altitudes of distance and looming expectancy limits

seasons changing without notice

the coincidences of falling down looking upward, distracted noise

the differences in these leaves bright movement

and the river hushing.

Falling or rotting divides of time

thin air escapes expectation, difference in distance

the recurb of season, these small increments

of non-melodic noise, a distance traveled

by evergreens in root systems

catching a pattern of swaying wind

Gold and evergreen, gold and blue sky

these musical dreams and noisy underpinnings

a tree to take my pulse, wind for the pressure

word needs from my lungs, spoken or not

the wind a hawk and eagle drift on, now

smells so warm and cuts so cold.

The ambiguity of spaciousness and the perfect symmetries in asymmetrical potentials, the actuality of adaptation and the vulnerability and fragility of versatility. The conditions of investment and the sense of conditioning and formulaic sequestering of data: the intuitive focus of word to placement, the friction of sense and the thoughtlessness of actual workmanship and times. A senescence of all the senses, this expression can pretend to use all of them, the convenience of daylight could reflect parts of this dust within me to signify any amount of difference in the already present path and potential in gradient, resting or active. The inventive nature of change and the risk assessments in cognitive reasoning and applicative value in the instinctual. Instinct and imagination, the severity of nature and the idea of fragility being inevitable in the amount of possibilities present. The change in nature being volatile, the consistency of surroundings and the precursors of life, the decisions of placement and that which could seem to be decided by proximity. The need for analysis and wonderment in the evolution and growth of knowledge and information, the spaces fit for these shapes or the possibilities in any given spaciousness and endless varieties of variability and volatility to match. The offsetting nature of the chaos in variability and the inevitability of volatility in chance and happenstance reckoning of sense and logic in the constantly changing potentiality of path, and its usual deviations in splatter or explosion…Cation! Stop regions of meta-chromatic granules picking up the leftovers from chains of proteins made in the rough endoplasmic reticulum, the need for volatility in the constant of change, and endless variability. (endless finite imaginary infinitude?) If infinite were ‘real’ would change be volatile? Would change happen? If there is no matter created nor destroyed, and this went on to infinitude, how could change happen and how could there be any volatility? Imaginary infinitum and the source-less electric, voids of wonderment and the necessity in questioning, these possibilities of happenstance and volatility in change beyond a finite definition, that which cannot be defined nor definite but has shapeliness or void or reckoning potentiality in pattern: does imagination help change? Could imaginary infinitude and a source-less electric work to explain the volatility and versatility in these chaotic changes of nature that don’t have any actual* dependence? Source-less-ness doesn’t need infinitude, and could be part of the change in nature, that no matter is ever created nor destroyed does not mean a still stoic or static perfected picture of the universe: constant. Change. Pythagorean stillness and these phosphorus dreams of brightly shining empathetic beings. Amaeboid dreams for a Fragile Species and this cellular planets actual connections or distortions (Thomas, Lewis). The ways in which we trick time, record and reference, the conditions of growth and the variability in chance, change, and the significance of shapeliness. Fit to form, what could be? The imagination necessary to instinct and the easily confused ideas of premonition in the exactitude of adaptation. ‘We are only met with circumstances we can handle’ (Bruner, Goodnow, Austen) the risk assessments and alarm mechanisms necessary to indicative thought and focus, and the ease of misinterpretation. The space and the indicative nature of environment, the ways in which record could trick environment, and the instances of reference which try to decide meaning for messages and messengers that don’t actually need function for the actions and reactions that are actually innate and necessary. Priory, apriory and the instinctual defenses of daylight: couldn’t help being born with spots, the canopy could hide anything in certitude glance-work and allowance factoring for focus or focal devoid patterning and supposed excitement. Removal from free choice will never disprove free will: of all these things I supposedly have no choice in, of all the conditioning that my behaviors will supposedly never reach…Potentials and focus, indeterminable assurances of supposed exactitude: free will aint a choice.

The fits of wave

wind blew over time

wrinkled parts of the ocean

with scraps of air.

These differences in distance

weights imagined for air or for

the water covering the ridges

at the bottom of the ocean

Evaporation patterns formulated path

repeats parts of hexagon

weights them these differences in time

The densities breathing sideways

depths, to places floating or sinking

Falling patterns of certitude in atmosphere

pressures these densities to shapeliness

fallen up to harder masses

or vaporized in an instant

snowflake

Water Tension sits atop a penny

Weeps at any touch taken lightly

Wonders at dust

These rime particles that could branch

in all that atmosphere

never muddied the rain.

We are all prisoners of history. Sometimes, as the Cold War novelist Dan Fesperman explained on Keen On about life in East Germany, we are locked inside a Stasi-like web of secrets and lies. And sometimes, as the Northwestern University historian Kevin Boyle argued this week about the politics of contemporary America, we are imprisoned […]

We Are Still Living in Nixon’s Paranoid America—and It’s Killing Us

There is only “general intellect” that misrecognizes its own process of production.

There are no singular, overwhelming intellects. — Art of Aphorism

Imaginary infinitum and the source-less electric within, the chances of that which is within meeting with that which is outside of us: the odds of happening upon something that you cannot compensate or adapt to is almost impossible. The differences in the conditions for perspective sense and the need for personal indicative and timing. The distances beyond thought or intention, the assurances of impossibility and the actuality of infinitum. That which is within being met with something that is without: a separate and innate  field, that is imaginary and infinite, that can transpose source-less electric to the medium of thought…The actuality of eternity and imaginary space, the distance beyond any actual interest and the differences in immediacy and actual being. Instinct and imagination, the ways in which infinitum and (even imaginary) eternity must influence the ways in which we experience the world around us, and our capabilities in absorbing information from the environments we are in: ‘we are only met with circumstances we can handle,’ (Bruner, Goodnow & Austen, A Study of Thinking, 1966) some part of me is already prepared for any environmental influence. Without the idea of infinitum, its almost impossible to freely adapt, and to evolve means an infinitum of possibilities in change and chance movement and growth. While everything could seem to be connected in the idea that we all evolved from and continue evolving to the same place, (why would we be evolving back to the same place, sans infinitum, back to the ameboid, that Gaia theory wholism gone haywire nonsense) the variation necessary to timing and nature are chaotic unto infinitum as well, and connectivity or continuation cannot be decided, nor assumed: especially based on specific instances of isolated cases that will never actually apply to any underlying principles in nature and or natural systems. Time scaling for the spiraling coils that keep passing by each other, that stretch out beyond any imagining, to infinitum, which continually pass by similar points in timing, forming curve and dimension, remembering similarity and working always toward more individuality. Imagining time a coil or spiral, a closed enough spring to almost rub at the parts that would have been passed by before were an object traversing the shapeliness of the metal. Humming along a spiraling, wobbling path…senescence imagined in the recognizing of timing in nature, in the possibilities of underlying formulate which predicts events with instinct and imagination. Underlying time…frame…in…a…spiral…the predispositions of shapeliness in nature, the conditions of impossibility and the need for pattern. (pattern (is) need for random,  not necessarily chaotic, information)

To the masses of atmosphere coalescing in the earth to conform and confront a new shapeliness that’s always existed:

The guessing for mental and imaginary event and the supposed limits of thoughtlessness in free thought and wonderment, the need for sameness and the imagining of newness, no matter is created nor destroyed, this all existed but these differences in similarity move past any need to assimilate and ask differentiation in light between that which is of the senses and that which is source-less electric within. As if certain shades could help or cure calamitous wonderment, the imagined weight to the light at the center of the planet, a dark light that must exist but cannot. These electrical to chemical convergences of matter in productions of mental and imaginary event, the metal between dimensions the framework of path and pattern, shapeliness beyond in the predispositions of space to form or there truly is only void…origins of void or space? Word or breath? Pressures of depth testing or the certitude of moving shapeliness to form: gas, liquid, and solid realities of shifting between fractions of wrenches and the spaces left uncertain. Morphological structure and the want to formulate the pre-existing patterns or potentiality in nature, these caverns or gaseous bubble spaces, a chasm or chamber or vaporizing, pressurized space. Pattern from other path, these inevitable hexagons and the formulaic exactitude of semblance in growth, that which belongs to a place or has value according to certain surroundings. What tends to accumulate, to grow, to hold place and have value for certain areas? The tendency in plants to respect ecology and elders…The sources of decidable shapeliness and the structures of growth, phosphorus and the inescapable smoke, caverns spewing sulfur and nociception, non-sense wholism and the Gaia theories of shallow connectivity and assumption, the lies of unification and the need for deviating pattern and path. Form from the earth, from shapeliness in christaline pattern to globular masses, or from rain in globular masses vaporized (not frozen), to christaline path. Density and the chambers necessary to vaporizing shapeliness and pattern from falling curvature: path, density, volume and the weightlessness of water fallen to earth, masses of atmosphere, dispersing parts of moisture with constantly inconsistent temperature. Infinite sources of shapeliness, infinite forms of possibility and potentiality, all of which has been formed before. As of before…Finite. Imaginary infinitum and the source-less electric coalescing shapeliness from the strands of life that seem so similar and deviate readily. The same number as in a blade of grass, these humours of cavities composing bodily limit, the most minute of particular wave and placement in timeliness, these senses’ belonging, fit to formulaic potentiality. Points at which biological factors induce timing, circadian rhythms and senescence, difference and defense.

Dense immensities beyond space

immersive exactititudes of pressure

undefinable, indeterminable distance

void shapeliness, a corner of light

passing through an emptied space

light filtered dimensions disappeared a room imagined

to collapsing expansion

exacted spinning in the curves

of the leftover parts of angle

Now, carefully draw a line

of event horizon—