This tale begins when the record  spins to the days turn of Gio Bruno and his heretical sins. Learn em’, turn em’. Seen by the clergy as a sheen against God and King, no center to things, he said, he said that everything spins (everything spins), they ‘everything’ sins. had to wait till late for Bucky synergy. Vico wrote recorso to describe a new course so the rotorio of ages can turn through the pages of man, he made new gauges that span the historical myth of grammar, a geography of man, man as word, word as man. Nietszche killed ‘god’ in the name of his good and started a flood of eternal returns so that new thinking caps burned under this very moonlight, and the spider learns to spin a social web and define terms as we move into the Celtic twilight. Billyum Yeats and his Irish mates contact the spirit levels of French Symbolism, perfected synesthesia in times on National Amnesia, of the swift wit and synge’d tongue, Yeats carried Ireland on the tip of his song. And the mighty Joyce trots into the tale, like a Lion, a Lamb and a whale, Joyce enthralls the reading with multiple choice, a quantum prose of the Hermetic nose craft, a smell for the wave particle swell, a feel for the silk satin stockings and the hard stainless steel, hyper-fiction, genius diction, resolution of the contradiction, of life and of time, of love and what’s above like that which is below. Yeats living with Ezra Pound in the smoke feet on the ground, Pound helps Joyce find a distributor for his voice, and a nice letter and short stories to better and butter the idle chatter and chortle of Tories. And Ernest Fenollosa’s spirit enters the London melting pot, by way of a manuscript most American scholars forgot, handed to Ez by his Widow, a study in Chinese Poetry, a window, into new worlds of imagist beauty, film in translation , Noh play a thousand new ways to say amore’. Through the first world war these writers and more struggled against the banking dinosaur threat, and lost friends and would never forget the destruction and suffering war begot. Korzybski developed a science of meaning, a map of the ceiling of language and math, he put the heat on the scriptures, testing sentences for god, for truth, and shows the multiple choice voice of Joyce as a formula, mind body brain control structures and neuro-linguistic systems, to balance the romantics Korzybski helped to create General Semantics. Bucky Fuller did a similar thing with a similar swing, using math and science and philosophy to produce new systems, and Bucky made pistons, nuts, bolts and volts, Bucky made us think outside the box into the Icosa, look at LAW as a hidden variable, to balance the equation, technology versus the will to life of humanity, the science and sanity of Korzybski cast as innovative tools against fools on the war game trip. Bucky tripping up the bad man killers with alternative ideas, the mental resources spill out from Bucky’s mind-spray of Synergy like 12 flavors of ice cream sources. Ez said Bucky went in for structure, but consumption is still done by animals. Yes the world should feel lucky to have had an inventor like Bucky, thinking for all of us, all on the bus, on a trip to enlighten us. Shannon shoots ‘bits’ into the tale like they were fired from a cannon aimed at you. Yes you, dear reader you know who you are by now, your a collection of ‘bits’ in the information age, a field of ‘control’ of various ‘bits’ of information, your the cybernetic navigator, alright mate, see you later. ‘What are you doing’ said Orson Welles to Marshall McLuhan, and our tale was wrapped up and bound with glue in. ‘Keep chewing’ Said McLuhan, “Keep going’ said Orson. “Awesome” said McLuhan, “Those letters to Harold Innis, innit” said Orson. And internet came.
Terence and the singularity….. Monk
RAW and Heretic Factor.
I-Ching and foundation for Singularity
Rather than Liebnitz, King Wen?
Software and Hardware.
Update your reality Operating system.
The Hierarchy of values.
The Hierarchy of values.
Maybe leftfield scientists Shannon,
Weiner, and Von Neumann Bucky and
McLuhan in the muddle
And Bruno, Vico, Joyce, Yeats and Ez on the
Rightside of the brain.
Orson Welles conducting the symphony.
Dr. Wilson and his Heretic factor
Hold out for a paradigm shift superior to any
singularity yet proposed
A RAW singularity or
(Non-simultaneously apprehended event)
Coincidance: A Head Testicle
Information = surprise, Shannon and
Joyce waltz to Kurzweil Pounding the piano
like Frank Bruno with his Weiner.
‘V’ co. Said the Fellow Gnosa, Pounding his Weiner down in the Welles Fuller’ McGluon’s Brew.
“Noh, Rejoyce” Said Fried Rick.
“Cor’ Seb Ski?” said Shannanigum.
‘V’ for vicorecorsi.” Said Ezybski
Philosophers David Chalmers at the Australian National University in Canberra, points out that “consciousness” is an ambiguous term since it can refer to a variety of phenomena. “Each of these phenomena needs to be explained, but some are easier to explain than others,” says Chalmers. “At the start, it is useful to divide the associated problems of consciousness into ‘hard’ and ‘easy’ problems. The easy problems of consciousness are those that seem directly susceptible to the standard methods of cognitive science, whereby a phenomenon is explained in terms of computational or neural mechanisms. The hard problems are those that seem to resist those methods.” Here’s David Chalmers on consciousness: