Friday, December 31, 2021
Saturday, December 18, 2021
Welcome, lovely solitude for longer, easier work times, since the college kids (undergrads) are gone from neighborhood ambiance for a whole month.
Days go by… “saga of crafting life” (below) resulted from dwelling with a singer’s particular song which was evidently in the wake of a broken love. My non sequiturs respond to specific points in her song.
My occasioned posting on Heidegger, “engaged being,“ coincidently complements my above pretense of sagacity.
Wednesday, December 15, 2021
to a heart-healing folk singer in Kentucky
whose music is renewing her—and
she also thinks of California
The myths are too many to gather into a singular splendor of hope and home. Though myth itself is easily disrobed as such, longing for grand light never wanes.
We grow into a horizon that nevertheless recedes, as more new horizon—which is good: We’re drawn to grow on in our path.
I don’t feel that being more careful is often the way to gain more enlightenment. We need risk. It’s a challenge of balance: creative solitude, love for others—wanting to be loved for doing one’s best
to flourish in the balancing act: one’s life alone duly honored; life with “you” duly loved.
-- gary e. davis --- 7:59 PM
Wednesday, November 10, 2021
Sunday, October 31, 2021
Friday, October 29, 2021
Sunday, October 24, 2021
—deeply would arise from intimacy I’ll never have with you.
Yet, such intimacy, I suppose, is in your life.
How may it show in words?: as if “my words are already yours because we’re each other’s best complement”?
Here of us, there for each one.
“Here I am,” we say of us.
Here, what’s ours belongs.
-- gary e. davis --- 7:49 PM
Sunday, August 29, 2021
Saturday, August 28, 2021
I’ve posted more during the past two weeks than during the past six months. I feel that frequent posting may continue. The “update” note should become more pointless.
This note is mainly filling space until I expand it this weekend.
Sunday, Aug. 29
Or not. I’m regularly amazed how an agenda item which seems clear becomes a rhizome of themic links to other topics, themes within themes, intimations among prospections.
-- gary e. davis --- 12:44 AM
Thursday, August 26, 2021
Wednesday, August 25, 2021
Sunday, August 22, 2021
Saturday, August 21, 2021
Friday, August 13, 2021
Nothing new, except the gedavis.com home page brief update.
The work I’m consolidating offline has gotten so tedious that boredom—even though I truly want to get to closure—gets me distracted by en-
chantments about the nature of the universe (below) and speculations about Absolute Others (July 31 there), which probably harms my credibility.
-- gary e. davis --- 9:49 PM
Monday, July 19, 2021
Whatever the shape “our universe” is (our?)—Klein bottle, say?—
its expansion isn't happening in 4-d (space-time). It’s happening
in greater dimensionality, which We’ll never know, never comprehend.
Like a balloon inflating in 3-space over time is an expanding 2-space surface through 4-d space-time (perpendicular to the 2-d balloon surface), the surface of the Klein bottle trope is 4-d space-time itself expanding in greater dimensionality (incomprehensibly to us), perpendicular to space-time, as if “The” Universe is emergent cold clearing in quantum foam (among other Universes?).
Ultimately, We’ll never know why there’s anything rather than no Universe—a fate we share with flowers.
But they’re never chilled to their heart that “I” is.
Meanwhile, We, like honeybees, design Our scale of appreciation—yet,
We want vastly more than any other form of Earthan life: evolving
reason to live, evolving appreciability.
-- gary e. davis --- 3:36 PM
Monday, March 22, 2021
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.
-- gary e. davis --- 12:24 PM
Saturday, March 20, 2021
Saturday, March 13, 2021
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.
Saturday, February 06, 2021
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.
-- gary e. davis --- 12:40 AM
Friday, January 08, 2021
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.
-- gary e. davis --- 7:24 PM