The Earthan Being evolves.

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Evolution of the Internet has been animated, using years of images
of the actual computation of the Internet’s structure at various days.
I’ve updated a 2019 posting about that (pre-animated days), linked
to the animation, and added some speculative fun.

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prefacing

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He’s a character whose “freedom” of “the wealth of options” evinces “preferences” among “many paths” in a “map of many gardens” becoming “the landscape” “constellating it all.”

Funny: as if writing will capture...

saturdaynote

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At my gedavis.com update today, I didn’t connote that I want freedom
to do sections of the 12 chapters in non-sequential order, relative to my ephemeral preferences and readings. So, I might as well have just said
I’ll continue posting intermittently, as if there’s no map of many gardens
and many paths for play.

I didn’t confess that Friday was a milestone for constellating it all, such that I just need to stand back from the landscape and decide where I want to go next, because the wealth of options is luscious.

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gravities

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Creative process for intensive attention to Biden’s inaugural drew me first into more idealization about democratic futures, then clarifying
my sense of historical nationality and the confederated condition of global humanity, then weaving reverie into parts of Biden’s Address, which links to the futural prospecting and retrojecting.

Altogether, there’s implied a conception of political evolution, though
not overtly called that. It’s sketching, but carefully conceived, like
a painters’ sketch that’s definitive for what’s to be fleshed out later.

Now, I’m tired of political things. I ended the posting on union by avowing that “I want to enrich a conception of…bettering humanity,” which a reader would presume to be political, rightly. But secretly
my recalling there Biden’s avowal that “words matter” had literary appeals in mind, as I did also near the end of “for a world beyond throwaway words,” in August:

So much contemporary American poetry is simply worded ...because…common terms may matter profoundly. Words we hold sacred draw lives into better mapping…[and] keep the promise of good lives near to heart….that instill gravities to words worth lasting orientation of sensibility.

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old student, young scholar…

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They have in common deserving appreciation of their path’s integrity.

A young sociology grad (I guess) from Norway engaged seriously with a posting I did at the Facebook/Habermas Page, so I gave an evening to replying thoughtfully: His confusions portended emergence of important differentiations by his own engagement! I don’t find error in that; I find emerging self-actualization. So, I portrayed us in shared engagement.

An old scholar of Heidegger’s work—“an octogenerian,” he calls himself—invited discussion of a chapter of his long-ago published book, uploaded to his academia.edu page.

Heidegger studies, 2020

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Monday, I finished reading Heidegger’s Contributions to Philosophy: from enowning—beginning-to-end—in one week exactly: 360 pages
that are generally regarded as the most difficult in philosophy.

It all makes sense to me—coheres. Then, I re-organized the “Heidegger studies” project—not so much in light of the reading. I’ve wanted for a couple of years to do the re-organizing.

Now, I’ll get back to other things, probably not having something new
to share until the middle of January (while being grandly thankful for what I “forget”).

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turn of the year and all

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I feel a new era of life in light of the coming new year. “An Earthanity” is a news-tagged conception of beginning a long conceptual story—expressing a sense of constellated presence of days going by—and having gone by (to what end?)—in The Open, ultimately: in relation to (irt) Our geocentric ultimacy of the heliocentric reality.

Political processes dominated autumn: “political 2020” below. It couldn’t pass soon enough. “Summer time” (below) ended because summer ended, but it’s all part of a singular cohering. The “Spring Points” topics (below) were a major addition to “The Project currently.”

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letters in light of being

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I’m beginning something grand—none of it online yet.

But always enough vanity, I guess—no: more actually feeling self effacing: me and my aspirations!

Basically, I’m just glad to feel like putting new things online
more frequently.

Facing old notes, I find things I’d forgotten: today, a letter I never sent, now a posting (with a little prefacing): “existential moment in light of
a pole star.”

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from triumphing over pathology to scaling Bidenism globally

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Thank goodness—and it is goodness in the spirit of American humanity that calls for thanks—a new era in U.S. and global politics is immanent. Also, I briefly comment on my commentary.

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saturdaynote

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I “never” forget an update date (upper right of this page), but I forgot Nov. 14. I want to get beyond political addictions, but the times have overtaken me. And now, I have nothing ready for Saturday. I’m aiming for Monday, Nov. 23.

prospecting a humanistic conceptionof political virtue

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“For an American politics of virtue” is a relatively large project which forms the conceptual basis for my ongoing project on deliberative democratic participation in America.

It’s another milestone in making an accessible sense of my entire Project.

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a trace of spirited time

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While gathering notes for the democracy project, something from five years ago turned up: a link to a long ago page—forgotten?—that now tropes what it’s about: The page, titled “a trace of spirited time,” is itself a trace within years—so many, relative to how long I’ve been writing online, so many since I’ve been writing a life, as if living itself is a kind of storiation through sundry ventures.

Life. World. Recalling earlier written things in new posting is cheating my engagement in sharing new “stuff.” There’s so much already online: lots that’s not listed as the many hundreds of pages called “sundry gardening,” which is mere preface to a Project barely shared, yet growing for over two decades.

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“the soul of America”

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This is part of a project on “democracy” in America.

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humanity of Our potentiating futurity

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This feels like a milestone in making accessible sense of the entire Project.

Cherishing high individuation isn’t elitist, if you also authentically do your best to be flexibly mindful and gracious—you think?

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summer time

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So went a season:

• happy solitude
• being one Self
• “genius”
• being an American (with conceptual issues)
• summer constellation
• american humanity

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american humanity

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When Joe Biden avowed in mid-August that “the soul of America is on the ballot,” he was as vitally accurate as the so-called “Idea of America” is readily forgotten by predatory politics.

Twelve years beyond Obama’s 2004 declaration that “there is no Red America, there is no Blue America; there is the united states of America,” he hallmarked the humanity of the American Idea at the U.N. and at Hiroshima. Then, last month he avowed the sacredness of our citizenship.

soul of Self interest

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From a sense of singularity to more wondering about the starry cosmos.

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souls in Time

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He took that she would always want philological wonder.

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saturdaynote

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Several new projects are going to intersect in coming weeks: “summer constellation” is begun by “a caring profession” (already noted below), but the latter leads into the new “days go by” section of the g.com Area “being in Time,” whose first posting is “late August, 2020.”

I don’t know that my Aug. 23 posting, “I caused his death? Sorry, dude…” fits into anything but a longstanding, marginal interest in discursive polemic.

“Being ‘conventional’” happened as prelude to beginning a third new project, “prospecting democratic futures, 2020” with today’s “for a world beyond throwaway words.”

Also, there is “an Earthanity” today at literairy living

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saturdaynote

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I finished my cherished project, “Spring Points,” which implicitly alludes to the sections being bases (backgrounding) for later work. Yet, I also have “secret” interest in constellating which is phenomenally troped by pointillistic thinking in art.

“Night neighbors the stars.”

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