“a dynamically different system at each step”…Jay Lemke
I just have to share this article from my current research work – it so cogently contains the sort of theory I desire to work on and within…
Across the Scales of Time: Artifacts, Activities, and Meanings in Ecosocial Systems by Jay L. Lemke
related again
Friday Fictioneers – March 29, 2013
The body as a field where many battles rage. Strife of ideal fathering, strafed with spousal passion and demands. The infantries advance – toward occupational worth – stealth sweeping the rewards. Childhood plans of freedom and grandeur – the risk and adventure – hits from guerilla flanks. The will to heroic power and injured survival. Biology of age. Maproom of surrender and negotiating borders. Where the surge will be. Today. Rigorous advance of death. Waging to forge something like a home, a country, an interdependent territory. All of it leaving its marks.
It is time to sit down and write. Time, as measured by flame.
It has to be burning.
N Filbert 2013
The curious inherent courage of being an open adaptable dynamic system
“The human skin is an artificial boundary: the world wanders into it, and the self wanders out of it, traffic is multi-directional and constant”
-Bernard Wolfe, Limbo–
as information-processing organisms, we are amazing.
in relation to nonbiological elements, wow.
i am typing this and you’ll be able to view, read, interpret, apply it.
we become persons, individuals, agents only by relating to what is around us.
we are fascinating.
I recommend.
It is Still with Me
Last night Holly and I viewed Terence Malick’s The Tree of Life, having no preparation or knowledge about subject or style. One of those films you throw in the bag at the library so you have a variety to select from should the time offer itself.
turns out as a meditation, the oscillatory experiences of nature/grace; faith/doubt; hope/cynicism; mother/father…
and so on.
A kind of imaging of dialectics.
Aside from the choice of personal pronouns relating to “ultimate questions” it has stayed with me.
Ruminatively.
The oddities of learning development for the human organism; the broader context our lives happen within; contexts and networks, systems from family-to-universe, from cell-to-individual.
The developments of guilt and shame. The nostalgia for innocence, the wonder of betterment, of choice.
What experiences “stick” and become paradigms to fit new experiences within.
The music was glorious and suited expertly to the images and tone.
I guess I recommend it.
It is a worthwhile experience to add to your complex and idiosyncratic mix.
In the arena of my recommendation that humans watch Synechdoche, New York by Charlie Kaufmann at least once every six months, to retain self-awareness and humility…
Moving
into the complexity of your day…
Research Respite
In the midst of a day of feeling overwhelm faced with school projects, group projects, and individual research assignments, I woke anxious and needing voices to recall my core – the vibratory physiology of the aim of my experience – to write, creatively, freely, integrated and symbiotically brain-body-world…
I scanned my shelves for emergency care, and found it here:
Omon Ra, Victor Pelevin
Literature Against Philosophy, Mark Edmundson
Mighty Angel, Jerzy Pilch
A Sign is Just a Sign, Thomas Sebeok
All my Words are Silent 