An image that fixed itself:
The dry empy fields of Uttar Pradesh
A weave of dusty footpaths
Curving, circling
For no reason
Except, maybe,
One following
The footsteps
Of another,
Year after year.
Emergent patterns.
amen.
Oh My God… A new word for me and not easy to understand for now, I should spend time for this. But it seems so exciting to learn something and to make a mind voyage through this language. I noted all them and the links too dear N Filbert, by the way I found an article too about this, maybe you know, but again not easy to understand. I should study 🙂 http://georgiebc.wordpress.com/2012/12/24/stigmergy-2/
Thank you,
with my love, nia
thanks for sharing – very fascinating area of interest 🙂
all the best to you
"A word is a bridge thrown between myself and an other - a territory shared by both" - M. Bakhtin
Polysemic Stupor 
An image that fixed itself:
The dry empy fields of Uttar Pradesh
A weave of dusty footpaths
Curving, circling
For no reason
Except, maybe,
One following
The footsteps
Of another,
Year after year.
Emergent patterns.
amen.
Oh My God… A new word for me and not easy to understand for now, I should spend time for this. But it seems so exciting to learn something and to make a mind voyage through this language. I noted all them and the links too dear N Filbert, by the way I found an article too about this, maybe you know, but again not easy to understand. I should study 🙂
http://georgiebc.wordpress.com/2012/12/24/stigmergy-2/
Thank you,
with my love, nia
thanks for sharing – very fascinating area of interest 🙂
all the best to you