Private Circulation

Chattering Particles and Yard Sprinklers Do Not Cross Streams

August 31, 2009

pardon-our-appearanceWhen you overhear someone talking on a cell phone it’s half of a conversation; but when you overhear someone carrying on with themselves is that also a half-conversation?

The self-converser is both asking and responding, so you hear, more or less, the entire exchange. In that regard it can’t rightly be a true half-conversation. That said, the self-converser is also the only person talking, and in that regard it is a half-conversation. We call this the dual nature of the self-converser.

Thank you very much, that is all very clear. But what happens when you have a room full of self-conversers, each one of whom is not only carrying on with themselves but talking to an imaginary and omnipresent “you?”

Some self-conversers speak to the imaginary-omnipresent-you in bursts, like a nucleus emitting radio-active particles; while others spray a 360-degree arc of conversation like a chattering yard sprinkler; but since the radio-active particles are part of a totally different world than the yard sprinkler, the two paths never cross. You may be thinking, ah, but the paths of two sprinklers will definitely cross streams, so to speak. But you would be wrong—they will not cross paths! All conversations directed toward the imaginary-omnipresent-you are each in different universes, visible to the observers, but having no effect on each other.

That is all very wonderful. Thank you.

Hex Sculpture

August 31, 2009

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Roughly Divided

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If Mayor Bloomberg’s fortune was divided equally among the citizens of New York City, each citizen would be awarded roughly two thousand dollars.

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¶ Barbed wire
¶ Blond wigs
¶ Pink Panther insulation

August 17, 2009

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Apollo 11 Pyramids

Living In Outer Space In The Pyramid Buildings With Laser Lights In Space Travel

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From “The Ship of Death” by D. H. Lawrence

August 9, 2009

The apples falling like great drops of dew ¶ To bruise themselves an exit from themselves.

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