… A Mantra with Benefits
Peggy Noonan in The Wall Street Journal ,
ET —
"To me it feels like August 1974."
An image from this journal on Wednesday, July 3 —
Related reading: The Pristine Edge of Darkness.
For some, yesterday was just another Maniac Monday.
Today being Tuesday suggests a Belgium-related search
in this journal . . .
In memory of songwriter Tom Verlaine, images
from a Log24 search for "Darkness Doubled" —
Related material:
THE PHILOSOPHY OF RUDOLF CARNAP
EDITED BY PAUL ARTHUR SCHILPP
. . . . |
See also . . .
The extraordinary consequences of Einstein’s universe:
Relativity shatters our experience of time
9th January 2023
By Michael David Silberstein
"Professor of Philosophy at Elizabethtown College
and co-athor [sic] of Emergence in Context:
A treatise of twentry [sic] first-century natural philosophy
(Oxford University Press, 2022)."
"… the experience that there is something special about
the character of the present moment. This is what presumably
lead [sic] Einstein to say that
'there is something essential about the Now
which is just outside the realm of science.' "
Silberstein does not give any source for his quotation.
But see the passage from Carnap above.
I do not recommend taking Carnap's — or Silberstein's —
word for anything.
The source of Silberstein's remarks is a publication of an
organization called "Institute of Art and Ideas," or IAI.
Wikipedia on that organization:
"The IAI is responsible for organising the bi-annual festival
HowTheLightGetsIn, the biggest philosophy and music
festival in the world* aimed at 'tackling the dearth of philosophy
in daily life,' in addition to monthly IAI Live events."
* Maya Oppenheim (7 September 2021):
"HowTheLightGetsIn: The world's largest philosophy
and music festival to ask life's big questions."
The Independent.
Westworld Season 4 Episode 8 (Finale)
Christina: Where am I?
Read more at: |
From a college botany laboratory in the 1915
D. H. Lawrence novel The Rainbow —
"Suddenly she had passed away into
an intensely-gleaming light of knowledge."
A later passage in the same novel, under
a metaphorical Tree of Life —
"She passed away as on a dark wind, far, far away,
into the pristine darkness of paradise, into the original
immortality. She entered the dark fields of immortality."
Some will prefer . . .
For further context, see posts tagged Screw Theory.
Comment on a television series —
“ It is unfortunate that HBO, social media,
television program reviewers,
and paid advertising have chosen to
refer to the show as ‘groundbreaking’…. "
— Quoted at TMZ, 1/26/2022 1:00 AM PT
"Light is the left hand of darkness" — Fictional poem
"what shines, the shining darkness, yes, is the invisible in the visible"
— From Jon Fosse — The Other Name: Septology I-II .
Translated from the Norwegian by Damion Searls.
Fitzcarraldo Editions (October 10, 2019).
The title is from the previous post,
J. Hillis Miller paraphrasing Milton.
See "Darkness Visible" in this journal.
Attraction 2: The Digital Rights Management version —
The “Huh?” is from the character Google, at 0:13:07. Click to enlarge.
* See the title phrase in this journal.
What you mean, we ?
Update of 12:25 PM ET March 4, 2017 —
Headline at https://www.timeshighereducation.com/
blog/i-am-scholar-caught-trump-inauguration-crowd-controversy —
" I am the scholar caught in
Trump inauguration crowd controversy.
Crowd scientist Keith Still on his time providing
live analysis on Donald Trump’s inauguration –
and the ensuing media storm.
February 4, 2017 "
Note the scholar's words "sent to the NYT at 11:15am."
This was of course well before the inauguration began.
Andrew O'Hehir on July 22 —
— and on July 27 —
"Unless th' Almighty Maker them ordain
His dark materials to create more Worlds …
Into this wilde Abyss the warie fiend
Stood on the brink of Hell and look'd a while,
Pondering his Voyage…."
— John Milton, Paradise Lost , Book II
For Benedict Cumberbatch as a "warie fiend,"
see posts now tagged Both Hands.
See Bauhaus remarks on space and Devil's Night Eve.
See also Klein Group and, for the Harvard Graduate
School of Design, an appropriate Calvin Klein label —
The previous post mentions an Amos Oz
novel, A Tale of Love and Darkness
(Sipour Al Ahava Vehoshekh, סיפור על אהבה וחושך),
apparently first published in Hebrew in 2002.
“By groping toward the light we are made to realize
how deep the darkness is around us.”
— Arthur Koestler, The Call Girls: A Tragi-Comedy ,
Random House, 1973, page 118
A Meditation on the NY Lottery of May 29
Yesterday's NY Lottery— Midday 981, Evening 275.
As noted in yesterday morning's linked-to post,
The Shining of May 29…
"By groping toward the light we are made to realize
how deep the darkness is around us."
— Arthur Koestler, The Call Girls: A Tragi-Comedy ,
Random House, 1973, page 118
One interpretation of the mystic numbers revealed by the Lottery yesterday—
981 as the final page* of David Foster Wallace's famed novel Infinite Jest …
275 as a page in Wallace's non-fiction book about infinity Everything and More …
Gregory Chaitin points out that this is nonsense …
As noted elsewhere in this journal, I have a different concept of "math's absolute
Prince of Darkness"— and, indeed, of a "quest for Omega." (See posts of May 2010.)
Yesterday's numbers indicate a different struggle between darkness and light—
Light —
Darkness —
* From infinitesummer.org/archives/168 — "A note about editions:
As it turns out, all (physical) editions of Infinite Jest have 981 pages:
the one from 1996, the one from 2004, the paperback, the hardcover, etc.
A big thank you to the men and women in the publishing industry who
were kind and/or lazy enough to keep things consistent."
In today's Wall Street Journal , Peter Woit reviews a new book on dark matter and dark energy.
For a more literary approach, see "dark materials" in this journal.
Before thir eyes in sudden view appear The secrets of the hoarie deep, a dark Illimitable Ocean without bound, Without dimension, where length, breadth, and highth, And time and place are lost; where eldest Night And Chaos, Ancestors of Nature, hold Eternal Anarchie, amidst the noise Of endless warrs and by confusion stand. For hot, cold, moist, and dry, four Champions fierce Strive here for Maistrie, and to Battel bring amidst the noise Thir embryon Atoms.... ... Into this wilde Abyss, The Womb of nature and perhaps her Grave, Of neither Sea, nor Shore, nor Air, nor Fire, But all these in thir pregnant causes mixt Confus'dly, and which thus must ever fight, Unless th' Almighty Maker them ordain His dark materials to create more Worlds, Into this wilde Abyss the warie fiend Stood on the brink of Hell and look'd a while, Pondering his Voyage.... -- John Milton, Paradise Lost , Book II
Related material:
1. The “spider” symbol of Fritz Leiber’s short story “Damnation Morning”—
2. Angels and demons here and in the Catholic Church.
3. The following diagram by one “John Opsopaus”—
"'A Disappearing Number'… is lucid, dynamic and continuously engaging."
"'All beautiful theorems require a very high degree of economy, unexpectedness and inevitability,' the string-theory* specialist Aninda tells us after elucidating one of Ramanujan’s formulas. That’s not a bad recipe for beautiful theater either…."
Related material:
Hardy is also the play's (apparently uncredited) source of "economy."
"… a very high degree of unexpectedness, combined with inevitability and economy."
— A Mathematician's Apology, §18, by G. H. Hardy, 1940
* For more on string theory and a deus, see Not Even Wrong, July 7, 2010.
Hoax and Hype
Four Years Ago Today—
There is Plato's diamond—
and there is diamond theory—
… but there is no "Plato's Diamond Theory."
See, however, today's noon entry, "Plato's Code."
"You gotta be true to your code…" —Sinatra
Art Theorist Rosalind Krauss and The Ninefold Square
A NY Times review dated Jan. 20 has the headline
Trying to Paint the Deity by Numbers
Against a Backdrop of Jewish Culture
By JANET MASLIN
"…this novel’s bracing intellectual energy never flags. Though it is finally more a work of showmanship than scholarship, it affirms Ms. Goldstein’s position as a satirist…."
The title of the book under review is
36 Arguments for the
Existence of God: A Work of Fiction.
Related "by the numbers" material–
From the I Ching, commentaries on the lines of Hexagram 36–
"Here the Lord of Light is in a subordinate place and is wounded by the Lord of Darkness…."
"The dark power at first held so high a place that it could wound all who were on the side of good and of the light. But in the end it perishes of its own darkness, for evil must itself fall at the very moment when it has wholly overcome the good, and thus consumed the energy to which it owed its duration."
The Times review of 36 Arguments notes that the book's chapters of fiction number 36, as do the 36 philosophical arguments in the book's title and appendix.
The reviewer– "So much for structure. It is not Ms. Goldstein’s strong suit…."
Some structure related to the above occurrence of 36 in the I Ching—
Another example of eightfold symmetry:
The Large Hadron Collider
See also Angels & Demons in
Hollywood and in this journal.
“The yarns of seamen have a direct simplicity, — Joseph Conrad in Heart of Darkness
“By groping toward the light we are made to realize
— Arthur Koestler, The Call Girls: A Tragi-Comedy, |
From an obituary of Alain Delon, who reportedly died today . . .
"He starred in the 1976 French best picture winner, 'Mr. Klein,' as a wartime German art dealer threatened by being mistaken for a Jewish man with the same name." |
See as well Felix Christian Klein in this journal.
And then there is being mistaken for a fictional archaeologist
with the same name.
A brief excerpt from a 2018 book about the woman who inspired Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance . . . "There is a passage in Joseph Conrad’s novella, Heart of Darkness (1899), which exemplifies much about what Quality means . . . . … the narrator, Marlow … is … in an environment he finds malign, sinister, macabre, chaotic, indifferently cruel, and nightmarishly meaningless. What saves him is his accidental discovery of a dry old seamanship manual . . . ." Conrad, as quoted in the book cited below: It was an extraordinary find. Its title was An Inquiry into some Points of Seamanship, by a man Towser, Towson – some such name – Master in his Majesty’s Navy. The matter looked dreary reading enough, with illustrative diagrams and repulsive tables of figures, and the copy was sixty years old. I handled this amazing antiquity with the greatest possible tenderness, lest it should dissolve in my hands. Within, Towson or Towser was inquiring earnestly into the breaking strain of ships’ chains and tackle, and other such matters. Not a very enthralling book; but at the first glance you could see there a singleness of intention, an honest concern for the right way of going to work, which made these humble pages, thought out so many years ago, luminous with another than a professional light. The simple old sailor, with his talk of chains and purchases, made me forget the jungle and the pilgrims in a delicious sensation of having come upon something unmistakably real. — From pp. 36-37 of James Essinger and Henry Gurr's
A Woman of Quality: |
See also earlier posts tagged Weir'd.
. . . And politics for Bridget —
Click Bridget for the operatic "Nessun Dorma"
at the end of the May 2002 film "The Sum of All Fears."
See also the recent Log24 posts
Not so recent —
Some remarks from the date of the LA premiere
of "The Sum of All Fears," ending with . . .
"By groping toward the light we are made to realize
how deep the darkness is around us."
— Arthur Koestler, The Call Girls: A Tragi-Comedy ,
Random House, 1973, page 118.
"I remember how the darkness doubled . . ."
For the source, see http://m759.net/wordpress/?s=Marquee+Moon.
Lambda in 1950 . . .
Later . . .
A related cultural appropriation —
The Roman letter (or numeral) V as a film title, with Natalie Portman
representing, as usual, the darkness of ignorance.
For Pullman, see previous instances of "wilde abyss" in this journal.
For a less fictional approach to the abyss, see the following.
From T. S. Eliot and the Dynamic Imagination
Chapter 7
Would you have me – Shakespeare, Coriolanus, III.ii. [Link added.] . . . .
Eliot describes the creative germ as the The phrase echoes Milton’s Paradise Lost :
Into this wilde Abyss,
Eliot’s creative logic retains an aspect of the divine |
"The phrase echoes Milton's Paradise Lost" —
In describing his abyss, Milton invokes not "psychic material" but
rather the classical view of Nature as composed of the four elements
Water, Earth, Air and Fire.
Note that one source* of the "psychic material" phrase in Eliot's work
gives a rather different picture . . .
"And now I should like to return for a moment to Gottfried Benn
and his unknown, dark psychic material —
we might say, the octopus or angel with which the poet struggles."
* "The Three Voices of Poetry," by T. S. Eliot, The Atlantic, April 1954.
Related entertainment . . .
From a post of January 3, 2024 —
"Hello darkness, my old friend.
I’ve come to talk with you again."
The above image was flipped to reverse left and right.
Related reading: Other posts tagged Darkness and …
Related material: Other posts tagged Star Brick and . . .
"And we may see the meadow in December,
icy white and crystalline"
— Song lyric, "Midnight Sun"
From the Log24 search in the previous post for "Dimensions" —
"Hello darkness, my old friend.
I’ve come to talk with you again."
The above image was flipped to reverse left and right.
Related reading: Other posts tagged Darkness and …
"The title of the book … is taken from a speech by Mephistopheles in Goethe’s Faust. As translated by Carlyle F. MacIntyre (New Directions, 1941), the speech is this: I am a part of the part that at first was all, part of the darkness that gave birth to light, that supercilious light which now disputes with Mother Night her ancient rank and space, and yet can not succeed; no matter how it struggles, it sticks to matter and can’t get free. Light flows from substance, makes it beautiful; solids can check its path, so I hope it won’t be long till light and the world’s stuff are destroyed together."
— Vonnegut, Kurt. Mother Night: A Novel |
Mutternacht , as opposed to Mutter Nacht , is tonight,
the night of December 20-21, Winter Solstice Eve.
“The yarns of seamen have a direct simplicity, — Joseph Conrad in Heart of Darkness
“By groping toward the light we are made to realize
— Arthur Koestler, The Call Girls: A Tragi-Comedy, |
Financial Times today informs us that the new 48-page novel by
Nobel Lit Prize winner Jon Fosse, with title translated as
"A Shining," will be published not on Halloween, as previously
reported here, but instead on the next day, All Hallows. Good.
The novel's original title, in Norwegian, is Kvitleik .
The Web indicates that this means "White Game."
See as well yesterday's post "Void Game." A relevant quote —
"By groping toward the light we are made to realize
how deep the darkness is around us."
— Arthur Koestler, The Call Girls: A Tragi-Comedy ,
Random House, 1973, page 118
Commentary on the "Yellow Submarine" song "All Together Now" —
Related tune from The Pretenders —
Saturday, July 27, 2019
|
Related reading for posh toffs —
". . . The last of the river diamonds . . . .
bright alluvial diamonds,
burnished clean by mountain torrents,
green and blue and yellow and red.
In the darkness, he could feel them burning,
like fire and water of the universe, distilled."
— At Play in the Fields of the Lord ,
by Peter Matthiessen (Random House, 1965)
Related Log24 posts are now tagged Fire Water.
See as well, from posts tagged Heartland Sutra —
♫ "Red and Yellow, Blue and Green"
— "Prism Song," 1964
— Conrad Aiken, Great Circle
And the light shone in darkness and
Against the Word the unstilled world still whirled
About the centre of the silent Word.
— T. S. Eliot, "Ash Wednesday"
About the Centre:
See also Dorm Room.
"When the Washington Post unveiled the slogan
'Democracy Dies in Darkness,' on February 17, 2017,
people in the news business made fun of it.
'Sounds like the next Batman movie,' the New York Times’
executive editor, Dean Baquet, said."
— Louis Menand in The New Yorker ,
"When Americans Lost Faith in the News," Jan. 30, 2023.
See also Darkness in this journal.
Not so dark:
A Log24 post from February 17, 2017
regarding that year's Groundhog Day — The dies natalis
(in the Catholic sense) of St. Bertram Kostant.
A sequel to the previous post, "How the Darkness Gets In" —
May 2003 was "Solomon's Mental Health Month" in this journal.
An essay linked to on the 9th of May in that month —
"Taking the Veil," by Jessica Kardon
https://web.archive.org/web/20021102182519/ James Hillman, writing in The Soul's Code, argues for his "acorn theory" of human individual identity, and suggests that "each person bears a uniqueness that asks to be lived and that is already present before it can be lived." He insists we are born with a given character, a daimon, the carrier of destiny. This theory is closely linked to the beautiful myth described by Plato in his Republic, when the soul stands before Lachesis and receives his specific soul guardian. Hillman maintains that the daimon will always emerge somehow, even if thwarted or unrecognized. I never had ambitions that reached fruition in the adult world. I have had only two career interests in my life – both formed precognitively. I wanted to be a mermaid or a nun. By the time I learned – shockingly late – that I could not be a mermaid, I had realized I would not be a nun. I concur with Hillman's emphasis on the persistence of early disposition, and I like to imagine that my dreamy, watery, Victorian and self-righteous psyche has held aspects of both of these early interests, throughout my life. I was adopted one month after my birth. I was tended by nuns during the first four weeks of my life. Thereafter, I spent my whole educational life in convent schools. It was the sisters of Saint Vincent de Paul that gave me my favorite musical and my early distortions about romantic love and the gender plans of Our Lord. My misconceptions about love and marriage were culled from the Lerner Loewe musical Gigi, a wonderful film based loosely on a Colette novel. I was summoned along with my whole class to the gymnasium to view the movie under the edgy eye of Sister Bernadette. Sister Bernadette was a large, mesomorphic nun famed for the beatings she gave to boys and girls alike, and feared for the mean zest with which she bestowed her favors upon many of us. I was not beaten – but once, believing I was wearing lipstick, she held my head in a sink and scrubbed my lips until they bled, then slapped me. I recall this with a mild, rueful whimsy. We were all manhandled. In memory, Bernadette seems more like an angry and troubled older sibling than a true figure of authority. Anyway, I loved Gigi. It fed directly into my Francophilia. I was convinced that at some future date, I, like Gigi, would be trained as a courtesan. I, too, would cause some hard case, experienced roué to abandon his chill and irony. I saw myself strolling down the Champs Elysee with Louis Jordan in rapt attendance, pushing a baby carriage, wearing a hat the size of a manhole cover, hoisting a parasol above that to assure the longevity of my adorable pallor. The gender plans of Our Lord had recently been revealed to me too. Sister B. had drawn a ladder on the blackboard, a ladder with three rungs. At the top, she explained, were the priests, the nuns, and the monks. These souls had surrendered their lives to God. All would be taken directly to heaven upon their passing from this vale of tears, as we all referred to the world in those lean emotional times. On the middle rung stood the married. If you married and kept the law – which meant leaving every act of marital congress open to the reception of a child, you would be eligible for heaven. If you were foul in marriage, seeking your pleasure, you were going to be damned. On the bottom rung were those selfish souls who had remained single and had imagined their lives their own. This group had never given themselves to Our Lord. They were headed to hell in a sort of preternatural laundry chute. So we little ladies had two viable options: marry and breed without ceasing – or take the veil. Despite my hat and perambulator fantasies, once given the sorry news of the ladder, the veil became the clear romantic favorite. Therefore I began my research. I obtained a catalogue of nunnery. It offered photographs of each order, describing the duties of the specific order, and displaying the garb of that order. I was looking for two things – a great looking veil and gown, and a contemplative order. I had no desire to sully my glorious vision of myself with a life in the outer world. It was apparent to me that the teaching of children was going to involve a whole range of miseries – making them cry, telling them the bad news about the ladder, and so forth. This was not for me. I saw myself kneeling on the floor of my pristine little cell, serene and untouched by human hands. Teaching would be certain to interfere with the proper lighting. Yoked to a bunch of messy children, I could not possibly have the opalescent illumination of heaven falling reliably on my upturned visage. What divided me from my dream of rebirth as a mermaid was the force of what was real: I could not morph. What divided me from my dream of life as a nun was the force of the erotic: I would not abstain. Now, long years later, I am still underwater, and I am still bending the knee. I live in the blue shadows of hidden grottoes, and I am swimming, too, in the gold of my drifting prayers. September 7th, this dream. I am standing in a dimly lit room, gazing at a group of heavy, antique silk burqas that look weirdly like Fortuny gowns. A holy woman approaches me, and tells me that my soul will leave my body, and enter these garments. She turns and points at a young girl standing nearby, a child with close-cropped hair and a solemn look. My heart knows her, but my eyes don't. For a moment I am thinking, exactly as I did in the seventies when holding a joint: "This isn't working." Suddenly, these things: I feel the shape of flame, then I am the shape. I am released into the air, and as pure essence I enter other forms, dissolving in them, gathering my energy back into myself, and flying out again. This was a sensation so exquisite that my dreaming brain woke up and announced to me: "This is a dream about death." I saw that child again as I flew. This time my eyes knew her. I flew to her, but the flame of my soul would not cohere with hers, this child who was, of course, my own self. In the shadows alone, I heard myself whisper: "I'm in the wind. I'm in the water." This lovely dream, which gave me the sublime gift of a little visceral preview of the soul in the death process, also showed me my guardian spirit; divided, but viable. I pass through my life swimming in one self, kneeling in the other. I thought of Rilke's 29th Sonnet to Orpheus and realized this was what I had been dreaming about all my life, moving between them.
by jessica kardon |
See as well yesterday's post "At a Still Point."
"The Magician’s finest trick was to
dismantle the pretensions of genius
while preserving his own lofty stature."
— Alex Ross in The New Yorker , Jan. 17, 2022
Related material —
Meanwhile . . .
From the previous post —
For the connection between His Dark Materials and The Four Elements ,
see Darkness at Noon (Log24, Jan. 31, 2011).
The title refers to a Log24 post of Feb. 8, 2021.
Detail from an image in that post:
By groping toward the light we are made to realize
how deep the darkness is around us." — Arthur Koestler
Related Hollywood remark:
"You've blown communication
…as we've known it… right out of
the water. You know that, don't you?"
— Cliff Robertson in Brainstorm (1983)
Ave
A letter in The Mathematical Intelligencer , January 1988
http://www.log24.com/noindex-pdf/
Cullinane-letter-Artes_Liberales-Intelligencer.pdf —
Vale
A farewell lecture at Yale, April 2013
Kagan's obituary in the online New York Times tonight
says that he died at 89 on August 6, 2021.
The above farewell lecture of Kagan was on Thursday, April 25, 2013.
From this journal on Kagan's "born yesterday" date — April 24, 2013 —
"By groping toward the light we are made to realize
how deep the darkness is around us."
— Arthur Koestler, The Call Girls: A Tragi-Comedy ,
Random House, 1973, page 118
From Twilight Zone , Season 1, Episode 9, "Perchance to Dream " . . .
Other entertainment that is more up to date:
Destiny . . .
"Maybe one night driving over Laurel Canyon
I'd look up in the rearview mirror, and I'd see
somebody or something coming up out of the darkness.
I had to drive the Canyon twice a day. It's a rough road.
One slip and you're over the edge."
— Actor Richard Conte in "Perchance to Dream " (1959)
For more on Laurel Canyon and the number 47
(the length in minutes of the above Loki finale),
see The Beckinsale Letter.
As for "Shadow Play " . . . See last night's The Intimate Monad.
BuzzFeed News: "Posted on May 27, 2021, at 12:01 p.m. ET" —
"… to bring them all, and in the darkness bind them."
Heng today states clearly the obvious problem with peer review —
“… because reviewers must have a certain level of authority
in the subject, their work is often in direct competition with
what’s presented in these potential publications.”
Thursday, August 21, 2014
NoxFiled under: Uncategorized — m759 @ 1:00 AM ( A sequel to Lux ) “By groping toward the light we are made to realize — Arthur Koestler, The Call Girls: A Tragi-Comedy , Robin Williams and the Stages of Math i) shock & denial A related description of the process — “You know how sometimes someone tells you a theorem, — Tom Leinster yesterday at The n-Category Café |
“Why did no one tell me this before?” See The Crimson .
From the RSS feed of The Chronicle of Higher Education ‘s site
Arts & Letters Daily this evening —
“Despite the wide scope of his bibliography and reception,
Derrida was a specialist in a subfield of his own design,
more or less: the philosophy of writing, which upends
the privileging of speech over writing that has dominated
Western metaphysics since Plato. This ‘phonocentrism’
(which Derrida yarns into ‘logocentrism,’ and eventually,
‘phallocentrism’) starts from a false premise, that the
moment of utterance in Aristotle’s view is somehow more
rhetorically ‘present’ than the kairos of writing….”
— Andrew Marzoni, March 10, 2021:
“Outside the Text: Jacques Derrida resists
easy canonization in a new hagiography for the Left.”
https://thebaffler.com/latest/outside-the-text-marzoni
A related image from this journal
on that same date, March 10, 2021:
Valentine reportedly died on December 29, 2020.
Related dialogue from "The Mirror Has Two Faces" (1996) —
– It's interesting how coupling appears in nature and mathematics.
– You were talking about pairs …
– Oh, the twin-prime conjecture. It explores pairs of prime numbers.
Those only divisible by themselves. Three-five. Five-seven.
Not seven-nine …
– Nine can be divided by three.
– That's right. And … and so on. It was discovered that pairs were
often separated by …
– One number in between.
– Exactly. Did you read my book?
– No, I'm sorry.
– That's okay. This is marvellous.
– A first date like a game show.
– I didn't mean to lecture.
– I'm sorry, I didn't mean to call it a date.
Twin-Prime Dates —
December 31 and December 29, 2020.
"Though the Witch knew the Deep Magic, there is a magic deeper still
which she did not know. Her knowledge goes back only to the dawn
of time. But if she could have looked a little further back, into the
stillness and the darkness before Time dawned…she would have known
that when a willing victim who had committed no treachery was killed
in a traitor’s stead, the Table would crack and Death itself would start
working backwards."
– C. S. Lewis, The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe , as quoted at
https://apologyanalogy.com/death-working-backwards/ .
Related material for comedians —
Thursday, August 21, 2014
NoxFiled under: Uncategorized — m759 @ 1:00 AM ( A sequel to Lux ) “By groping toward the light we are made to realize — Arthur Koestler, The Call Girls: A Tragi-Comedy , Robin Williams and the Stages of Math i) shock & denial A related description of the process — “You know how sometimes someone tells you a theorem, — Tom Leinster yesterday at The n-Category Café |
See as well . . .
Damonizing Your Opponent
See as well a recent post in memory of “Chariots of Fire” actor Ben Cross.
From a Chrome Browser announcement today —
Compare and contrast “The Ghost and the Darkness” (Constellation, 1996)
and the new film “Rogue” (Lionsgate, 2020).
“Elijah?… Elijah?!” — Megan Fox in “Rogue” (00:41:47)
“Careful. Evil has a way of making friends with the good
and dragging them into the darkness.” — CSI, Feb. 24, 2011
A related meditation —
"… the beautiful object
that stood in
for something else.”
— Holland Cotter quoting an art historian
in The New York Times on May 13
From a post of April 27, 2020 —
“The yarns of seamen have a direct simplicity,
the whole meaning of which lies within the shell
of a cracked nut. But Marlow was not typical
(if his propensity to spin yarns be excepted),
and to him the meaning of an episode was not inside
like a kernel but outside….”
— Joseph Conrad in Heart of Darkness
The beautiful object —
Something else —
* The title is a reference to other posts now also tagged Art Issue.
“At that instant he saw, in one blaze of light, an image of unutterable
conviction, the reason why the artist works and lives and has his being –
the reward he seeks –the only reward he really cares about, without which
there is nothing. It is to snare the spirits of mankind in nets of magic,
to make his life prevail through his creation, to wreak the vision of his life,
the rude and painful substance of his own experience, into the congruence
of blazing and enchanted images that are themselves the core of life, the
essential pattern whence all other things proceed, the kernel of eternity.”
— Thomas Wolfe, Of Time and the River
“… the stabiliser of an octad preserves the affine space structure on its
complement, and (from the construction) induces AGL(4,2) on it.
(It induces A8 on the octad, the kernel of this action being the translation
group of the affine space.)”
— Peter J. Cameron,
The Geometry of the Mathieu Groups (pdf)
“The yarns of seamen have a direct simplicity, the whole meaning
of which lies within the shell of a cracked nut. But Marlow was not
typical (if his propensity to spin yarns be excepted), and to him the
meaning of an episode was not inside like a kernel but outside…."
— Joseph Conrad in Heart of Darkness
This post was suggested by a David Justice weblog post yesterday,
Coincidence and Cosmos. Some related remarks —
“The yarns of seamen have a direct simplicity, the whole meaning
of which lies within the shell of a cracked nut. But Marlow was not
typical (if his propensity to spin yarns be excepted), and to him the
meaning of an episode was not inside like a kernel but outside,
enveloping the tale which brought it out only as a glow brings out a
haze, in the likeness of one of these misty halos that sometimes
are made visible by the spectral illumination of moonshine.”
— Joseph Conrad in Heart of Darkness
“By groping toward the light we are made to realize
how deep the darkness is around us.”
— Arthur Koestler, The Call Girls: A Tragi-Comedy,
Random House, 1973, page 118
See as well posts now tagged Crux.
From a post this morning by Peter J. Cameron
in memory of John Horton Conway —
” This happened at a conference somewhere in North America. I was chairing the session at which he was to speak. When I got up to introduce him, his title had not yet been announced, and the stage had a blackboard on an easel. I said something like ‘The next speaker is John Conway, and no doubt he is going to tell us what he will talk about.’ John came onto the stage, went over to the easel, picked up the blackboard, and turned it over. On the other side were revealed five titles of talks. He said, ‘I am going to give one of these talks. I will count down to zero; you are to shout as loudly as you can the number of the talk you want to hear, and the chairman will judge which number is most popular.’ “ |
Thursday, August 21, 2014
NoxFiled under: Uncategorized — m759 @ 1:00 AM ( A sequel to Lux ) “By groping toward the light we are made to realize — Arthur Koestler, The Call Girls: A Tragi-Comedy , Robin Williams and the Stages of Math i) shock & denial A related description of the process — “You know how sometimes someone tells you a theorem, — Tom Leinster yesterday at The n-Category Café |
"Freshman Seminar Program Department Administrator Corinna S. Rohse
described the program’s courses, which allow students to study subjects
that vary from Sanskrit to the mathematical basis for chess, as
'jewel-like: small and incredibly well-cut.' "
— The Harvard Crimson , Dec. 10, 2008
For remarks related to Sanskrit, chessboard structure, and "jewel-like"
mathematics, see A Prince of Darkness (Log24, March 28, 2006).
See also Walsh Functions in this journal and …
Lecture notes on dyadic harmonic analysis
(Cuernavaca, 2000)
Compare and contrast these remarks of Pereyra with the following
remarks, apparently by the same Corinna S. Rohse quoted above.
* Location of the Harvard Freshman Seminar program in the 2008
article above. The building at 6 Prescott was moved there from
5 Divinity Avenue in 1978. When the seminar program was started
in the fall of 1959, it was located in a house at 8 Prescott St. (In
1958-1959 this was a freshman dorm, the home of Ted Kaczynski.)
“By groping toward the light we are made to realize
how deep the darkness is around us.”
— Arthur Koestler, The Call Girls: A Tragi-Comedy ,
Random House, 1973, page 118
Curse of the Fire Temple
"Power outages hit parts of Manhattan
plunging subways, Broadway, into darkness"
"The purpose of mathematics cannot be derived from an activity
inferior to it but from a higher sphere of human activity, namely,
religion."
— Igor Shafarevitch, 1973 remark published as above in 1982.
"Perhaps."
— Steven H. Cullinane, February 13, 2019
From Log24 on Good Friday, April 18, 2003 — . . . What, indeed, is truth? I doubt that the best answer can be learned from either the Communist sympathizers of MIT or the “Red Mass” leftists of Georgetown. For a better starting point than either of these institutions, see my note of April 6, 2001, Wag the Dogma. See, too, In Principio Erat Verbum , which notes that “numbers go to heaven who know no more of God on earth than, as it were, of sun in forest gloom.” Since today is the anniversary of the death of MIT mathematics professor Gian-Carlo Rota, an example of “sun in forest gloom” seems the best answer to Pilate’s question on this holy day. See
“Examples are the stained glass windows Motto of Plato’s Academy † The Exorcist, 1973 |
Detail from an image linked to in the above footnote —
"And the darkness comprehended it not."
Id est :
A Good Friday, 2003, article by
a student of Shafarevitch —
"… there are 25 planes in W . . . . Of course,
replacing {a,b,c} by the complementary set
does not change the plane. . . ."
Of course.
See. however, Six-Set Geometry in this journal.
Flashback —
Thursday, August 21, 2014
Nox
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Part I: Black Magician
"Schools of criticism create their own canons, elevating certain texts,
discarding others. Yet some works – Malcolm Lowry’s Under the Volcano
is one of them – lend themselves readily to all critical approaches."
— Joan Givner, review of
A Darkness That Murmured: Essays on Malcolm Lowry and the Twentieth Century
by Frederick Asals and Paul Tiessen, eds.
The Asals-Tiessen book (U. of Toronto Press, 2000) was cited today
by Margaret Soltan (in the link below) as the source of this quotation —
"When one thinks of the general sort of snacky
under-earnest writers whose works like wind-chimes
rattle in our heads now, it is easier to forgive Lowry
his pretentious seriousness, his old-fashioned ambitions,
his Proustian plans, [his efforts] to replace the reader’s
consciousness wholly with a black magician’s."
A possible source, Perle Epstein, for the view of Lowry as black magician —
Part II: Mythos and Logos
Part I above suggests a review of Adam Gopnik as black magician
(a figure from Mythos ) —
Tuesday, November 7, 2017
Polarities and Correlation
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— and of an opposing figure from Logos ,
Paul B. Yale, in the references below:
From a 2009-2016 exhibition by David Link
Related material —
The object now sails slowly ahead, before starting to climb up and up, until it docks some way up in the discourse. And it sits there glowing. Yes, in an elevated position, just as Roland Barthes describes it in Writing Degree Zero . We let the magnifying glass glide over Barthes’s text, and see the word “discontinuous.” We carefully study a sentence we love: “The interrupted flow of the new poetic language initiates a discontinuous nature, which is only revealed piecemeal. At the very moment when the withdrawal of functions obscures the relations existing in the world, the object in discourse assumes an exalted place.” It is absolutely no surprise that at this point we have the picture of a luminous green prism sailing in through the dark and taking an exalted place on our retina, a bit like when you’ve been staring too hard at a lamp on the ceiling and then close your eyes! How strange, we think, that a sentence that was written to explain an aspect of modern poetry can have roughly the same effect on our imagination as science fiction. In particular, the phrase A DISCONTINUOUS NATURE, WHICH IS ONLY REVEALED PIECEMEAL makes us imagine a vast darkness and then rectangular blocks of bright green sections of nature, and they are not lined up as such, but appear in flashes. The blocks of bright green and sudden nature appear in flashes.
— Gunnhild Øyehaug, from |
Exit stage right, enter stage center, exit stage left —
A search for "Darkness Doubled" in this journal yields a link
to a post on "endgame art" which leads in turn to a post with
the following quotation —
"It is proposed that the two structures of grid and target
are the symbolic vehicles par excellence . . . ."
— Review of Rudolf Arnheim's The Power of the Center:
A Study of Composition in the Visual Arts (U. of Calif. Press, 1982).
Review by David A. Pariser, Studies in Art Education , Vol. 24, No. 3
(1983), pp. 210-213.
"Darkness Doubled" is a phrase from a song titled "Marquee Moon."
In memory of Jimmy Breslin, who reportedly died today at 88 —
From "Dimensions," (Log24, Feb. 15, 2015) —
"Hello darkness, my old friend.
I’ve come to talk with you again."
"By groping toward the light we are made to realize
how deep the darkness is around us."
— Arthur Koestler, The Call Girls: A Tragi-Comedy ,
Random House, 1973, page 118
"Dear boys — We’re going to have some fun, aren’t we?"
— Maeve in "Westworld," Season 1, Episode 6,
after her "bulk apperception" has been upgraded
to the maximum.
"Bulk apperception" is defined in the script as "basically,
overall intelligence." The phrase is apparently unique to "Westworld."
These two words do, however, nearly occur together in
at least one book — Andrew Feffer's The Chicago Pragmatists
and American Progressivism :
Continued from Saturday, May 7, 2016 .
From an obituary in yesterday evening's online New York Times —
"I was writing plays, one-acters, about musicians
who were speakers of the idiom I loved most:
black American male speech, full of curse words,"
he wrote in an autobiographical essay. . . .
The obituary is for a poet who reportedly died on Saturday, May 7.
This journal on that day ("By Diction Possessed") recalled the death
(on Valentine's Day 2015) of an English actor who was the voice of
the Ring in two of the "Lord of the Rings" films —
Backstory from Wikipedia — See Black Speech —
"The only example of 'pure' Black Speech is
the inscription upon the One Ring . . .
One Ring to rule them all,
One Ring to find them,
One Ring to bring them all
And in the darkness bind them. "
This journal on Saturday, Dec. 19 —
“By groping toward the light we are made to realize how deep the darkness is around us.” — Arthur Koestler, The Call Girls: A Tragi-Comedy, Random House, 1973, page 118 |
In memory of Madame Claude, who
reportedly died in Nice December 19:
"There were fairies and spirits."
Amen.
In memory of Princeton mathematician John Nash
"For the past six years all over the world
experts in the branch of abstract algebra
called group theory have been struggling
to capture a group known as the monster."
—Martin Gardner, Scientific American , June 1980
"When the Hawkline Monster moved to get a better view
of what was happening, the shadow, after having checked
all the possibilities of light, had discovered a way that it
could shift itself in front of the monster, so that the monster
at this crucial time would be blinded by darkness for a few
seconds, did so, causing confusion to befall the monster.
This was all that the shadow could do and it hoped that this
would give Greer and Cameron the edge they would need
to destroy the Hawkline Monster using whatever plan they
had come up with, for it seemed that they must have a plan
if they were to have any chance at all with the monster and
they did not seem like fools.
When Cameron yelled at Greer, the shadow interpreted this
as the time to move and did so. It obscured the vision of the
Hawkline Monster for a few seconds, knowing full well that if
the monster were destroyed it would be destroyed, too, but
death was better than going on living like this, being a part of
this evil."
— Richard Brautigan, The Hawkline Monster , 1974
From the post For Scientific Witch Hunters of October 30,
an illustration from The Boston Globe —
From the post Colorful Story (All Souls' Day),
an Illustration from Google Book Search —
Earlier in Brautigan's tale …
" Everybody started to leave the parlor to go downstairs
and pour out the Hawkline Monster but just as
they reached the door and one of the Hawkline women
had her hand on the knob, Cameron said, 'Hold it for a
second. I want to get myself a little whiskey.' "
“By groping toward the light we are made to realize how deep the darkness is around us.” — Arthur Koestler, The Call Girls: A Tragi-Comedy, Random House, 1973, page 118 |
"The Tesseract is where it belongs: out of our reach."
— Samuel L. Jackson as Nick Fury,
quoted here on Epiphany 2013
Earlier … (See Jan. 27, 2012) …
"And the Führer digs for trinkets in the desert."
( A sequel to Friday’s post O Seven, O Eight )
In memory of opera singer Jon Vickers, who reportedly
died Friday at 88 —
“His deep faith — he was once dubbed ‘God’s voice’ —
saw him refuse to perform some roles on moral grounds,
specifically, Tannhäuser.” — BBC News
From Wolfram’s song to the evening star in Tannhäuser —
The soul, that longs for the highest grounds,
is fearful of the darkness before it takes flight.
There you are, oh loveliest star,
your soft light you send into the distance.
Der Seele, die nach jenen Höhn verlangt,
vor ihrem Flug durch Nacht und Grausen bangt.
Da scheinest du, o lieblichster der Sterne,
dein Sanftes Licht entsendest du der Ferne.
See as well a related meditation:
This year's Class Day speaker at Harvard
will be Natalie Portman.
Related material:
See also the link to Preoccupied from Sunday—
"The Cardinal seemed a little preoccupied today."
With Sarah Silverman …
… Continued from The Story of N (October 15, 2010).
“I remember how the darkness doubled….”
Happy birthday to Mira Sorvino.
Related material:
Today’s posts Hitchcockian, Darkness and Light,
and Requiem for Abse.
Some context for the last of these:
The conclusion of last night’s episode of Intruders .
( A sequel to Lux )
“By groping toward the light we are made to realize
how deep the darkness is around us.”
— Arthur Koestler, The Call Girls: A Tragi-Comedy ,
Random House, 1973, page 118
Robin Williams and the Stages of Math
i) shock & denial
ii) anger
iii) bargaining
iv) depression
v) acceptance
A related description of the process —
“You know how sometimes someone tells you a theorem,
and it’s obviously false, and you reach for one of the many
easy counterexamples only to realize that it’s not a
counterexample after all, then you reach for another one
and another one and find that they fail too, and you begin
to concede the possibility that the theorem might not
actually be false after all, and you feel your world start to
shift on its axis, and you think to yourself: ‘Why did no one
tell me this before?’ “
— Tom Leinster yesterday at The n-Category Café
“The yarns of seamen have a direct simplicity, the whole meaning
of which lies within the shell of a cracked nut. But Marlow was not
typical (if his propensity to spin yarns be excepted), and to him the
meaning of an episode was not inside like a kernel but outside,
enveloping the tale which brought it out only as a glow brings out a
haze, in the likeness of one of these misty halos that sometimes
are made visible by the spectral illumination of moonshine.”
— Joseph Conrad in Heart of Darkness
“By groping toward the light we are made to realize
how deep the darkness is around us.”
— Arthur Koestler, The Call Girls: A Tragi-Comedy,
Random House, 1973, page 118
“Spectral evidence is a form of evidence
based upon dreams and visions.” —Wikipedia
See also Moonshine (May 15, 2014) and, from the date of the above
New York Times item, two posts tagged Wunderkammer .
Related material: From the Spectrum program of the Mathematical
Association of America, some non-spectral evidence.
“The growth of consciousness is everything…
the seed of awareness sending its roots
across space and time. But it can grow in so many ways,
spinning its web from mind to mind like the spider
or burrowing into the unconscious darkness like the snake.
The biggest wars are the wars of thought.”
— Fritz Leiber, “The Oldest Soldier” (1960)
Update of 10 PM Saturday, June 14, 2014:
The first link above now leads to Log24 posts tagged
“Consciousness Growth.” This tag is used only to select
specific posts in this journal. It should not be seen as
related to any material of the sort one can find in
a Web search for “growth of consciousness.”
The title is a line from a preview of the new
film “The Double,” starring Jesse Eisenberg:
Related lines from T. S. Eliot:
Here is a place of disaffection
Time before and time after
In a dim light: neither daylight
Investing form with lucid stillness
Turning shadow into transient beauty
With slow rotation suggesting permanence
Nor darkness to purify the soul
Emptying the sensual with deprivation
Cleansing affection from the temporal.
Neither plenitude nor vacancy. Only a flicker
Over the strained time-ridden faces
Distracted from distraction by distraction
Filled with fancies and empty of meaning
Tumid apathy with no concentration
Men and bits of paper, whirled by the cold wind
That blows before and after time,
Wind in and out of unwholesome lungs
Time before and time after.
Eructation of unhealthy souls
Into the faded air, the torpid
Driven on the wind that sweeps the gloomy hills of London,
Hampstead and Clerkenwell, Campden and Putney,
Highgate, Primrose and Ludgate. Not here
Not here the darkness, in this twittering world.
“The yarns of seamen have a direct simplicity, the whole meaning
of which lies within the shell of a cracked nut. But Marlow was not
typical (if his propensity to spin yarns be excepted), and to him the
meaning of an episode was not inside like a kernel but outside,
enveloping the tale which brought it out only as a glow brings out a
haze, in the likeness of one of these misty halos that sometimes
are made visible by the spectral illumination of moonshine.”
— Joseph Conrad in Heart of Darkness
Photo of full moon over Oslo last night by Josefine Lyche:
A scene from my film viewing last night:
Some background (click to enlarge):
Note:
The “I, Frankenstein” scene above should not be interpreted as
a carrying of Martin Gardner through a lyche gate. Gardner
is, rather, symbolized by the asterisk in the first image from
the above Google search.
From a Log24 search for “Boxing Day“—
(Click image for some commentary.)
From The New York Times —
“An obituary on Dec. 27 about John Diebold,
a businessman and engineer who helped shape
modern industrial development in America,
misstated a business venture of John Diebold Inc.,
an investment firm he founded in 1967. It did
not finance Diebold Election Systems, a maker of
polling machines that, despite its name, has no
connection to John Diebold.”
Related material:
Synchronicity and this journal on the date of the correction.
“…what he was trying to get across was not that he was the Soldier of a Power that was fighting across all of time to change history, but simply that we men were creatures with imaginations and it was our highest duty to try to tell what it was really like to live in other times and places and bodies. Once he said to me, ‘The growth of consciousness is everything… the seed of awareness sending its roots across space and time. But it can grow in so many ways, spinning its web from mind to mind like the spider or burrowing into the unconscious darkness like the snake. The biggest wars are the wars of thought.'”
— Fritz Leiber, “The Oldest Soldier” (1960)
“And that’s the snake.” — Jill Clayburgh in “It’s My Turn” (1980)
Backstory — “For Daedalus,” May 26, 2009.
For a more up-to-date look at Burroway, see a
Chicago Tribune story of March 21, 2014.
The final link in today's previous post leads to
a post whose own final link leads to…
Thursday, December 13, 2012
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Einstein and Thomas Mann, Princeton, 1938
See also the life of Diogenes Allen, a professor at Princeton
Theological Seminary, a life that reportedly ended on the date—
January 13, 2013— of the above Log24 post.
January 13 was also the dies natalis of St. James Joyce.
Some related reflections —
"Praeterit figura huius mundi " — I Corinthians 7:31 —
Conclusion of of "The Dead," by James Joyce— The air of the room chilled his shoulders. He stretched himself cautiously along under the sheets and lay down beside his wife. One by one, they were all becoming shades. Better pass boldly into that other world, in the full glory of some passion, than fade and wither dismally with age. He thought of how she who lay beside him had locked in her heart for so many years that image of her lover's eyes when he had told her that he did not wish to live. Generous tears filled Gabriel's eyes. He had never felt like that himself towards any woman, but he knew that such a feeling must be love. The tears gathered more thickly in his eyes and in the partial darkness he imagined he saw the form of a young man standing under a dripping tree. Other forms were near. His soul had approached that region where dwell the vast hosts of the dead. He was conscious of, but could not apprehend, their wayward and flickering existence. His own identity was fading out into a grey impalpable world: the solid world itself, which these dead had one time reared and lived in, was dissolving and dwindling. A few light taps upon the pane made him turn to the window. It had begun to snow again. He watched sleepily the flakes, silver and dark, falling obliquely against the lamplight. The time had come for him to set out on his journey westward. Yes, the newspapers were right: snow was general all over Ireland. It was falling on every part of the dark central plain, on the treeless hills, falling softly upon the Bog of Allen and, farther westward, softly falling into the dark mutinous Shannon waves. It was falling, too, upon every part of the lonely churchyard on the hill where Michael Furey lay buried. It lay thickly drifted on the crooked crosses and headstones, on the spears of the little gate, on the barren thorns. His soul swooned slowly as he heard the snow falling faintly through the universe and faintly falling, like the descent of their last end, upon all the living and the dead. |
The title was suggested by Gardner + Darkness in this journal
and by recent remarks on the Devil by Justice Scalia and the Pope.
The title is a reference to an article on page SR4 of
The New York Times Sunday Review on Michaelmas.
From Wired , a Saturday evening post —
From a Breaking Bad recap by Logan Hill—
“I am not in danger, Skyler, I am the danger,” Walt growls,
in an electric shock of a scene that likely marks the beginning
of a new phase of Breaking Bad . If this show has been the story
of Walt’s deliberate, step-by-step descent into the bottom of
some bleak moral valley, this is him charging madly downhill
into darkness. “A guy opens his door and gets shot, you think
that of me? No, I am the one who knocks .”
(Continued from May 4, 2013)
"I saw a werewolf with a Chinese menu in his hand
Walking through the streets of Soho in the rain"
"It is well
That London, lair of sudden
Male and female darknesses,
Has broken her spell."
— D. H. Lawrence in a poem on a London blackout
during a bombing raid in 1917. See also today's previous
posts, Down Under and Howl.
Backstory— Recall, from history's nightmare on this date,
the Battle of Borodino and the second London Blitz.
"The yarns of seamen have a direct simplicity, the whole meaning
of which lies within the shell of a cracked nut. But Marlow was not
typical (if his propensity to spin yarns be excepted), and to him the
meaning of an episode was not inside like a kernel but outside,
enveloping the tale which brought it out only as a glow brings out a
haze, in the likeness of one of these misty halos that sometimes
are made visible by the spectral illumination of moonshine."
— Joseph Conrad in Heart of Darkness
Kernel — See Nocciolo.
Glow — See Moonshine and Moonshine II.
See also Cold Open (Jan. 29, 2011) and
Where Entertainment is God (Aug. 25, 2013).
See Snakes on a Projective Plane by Andrew Spann (Sept. 26, 2006):
Click image for some related posts.
"…what he was trying to get across was not that he was the Soldier of a Power that was fighting across all of time to change history, but simply that we men were creatures with imaginations and it was our highest duty to try to tell what it was really like to live in other times and places and bodies. Once he said to me, 'The growth of consciousness is everything… the seed of awareness sending its roots across space and time. But it can grow in so many ways, spinning its web from mind to mind like the spider or burrowing into the unconscious darkness like the snake. The biggest wars are the wars of thought.' "
— Fritz Leiber, Changewar , page 22
"By groping toward the light we are made to realize how deep the darkness is around us."
— Arthur Koestler, The Call Girls: A Tragi-Comedy , Random House, 1973, page 118
"Though we had many pieces, we did not have the whole.
It was thirty years before we deciphered the formula.
But we did it at last.
There at night in the darkness of Fourier’s laboratory,
the four of us stood and watched the philosophers’ stone
forming in the crucible."
— The Eight , by Katherine Neville
(2008 Ballantine Books mass market edition, p. 640)
A journal post from August 25, 2009:
Image from a different journal earlier that same day, August 25, 2009:
Thirty-year medallion from Alcoholics Anonymous —
See also, in this journal, "The Eight" + Damnation.
From a poem by Frances Frost—
"The upper peak, the shattered rock that cleaves the northward sky
remains alone untaken by the darkness"
— "From a Mountain-Top," The North American Review ,
December 1939 (Vol. 248, No. 2, page 301)
For some material related to the Frost poem,
if only by verbal coincidence, see shattered + rock in this journal.
See also rock + cleavage.
For the relationship to Eve, see New Year's Eve, 2012,
and the following image by Karolin Schnoor, who also
illustrated the New York Times op-ed piece "Catholic
Education, in Need of Salvation" published online on
Epiphany 2013 (see last evening's Log24 post)—
For some context, see Establishment of the Talented.
… The sequel to Vibrations
Charles Taylor, "Epiphanies of Modernism,"
Chapter 24 of Sources of the Self
(Cambridge U. Press, 1989, p. 477) —
“… the object sets up a kind of
frame or space or field
within which there can be epiphany.”
Or place.
See A Prince of Darkness
and "A Clean, Well-Lighted Place."
Today's sermon is for Martha B. Helfer, author of
the treatise on Darstellung in today's previous post
and of the following—
(Click for clearer image.)
Helfer's The Word Unheard was published by Northwestern University Press
on St. Andrew's Day, 2011. Log24 posts on that day—
Lines, Grids, and Fatuity for St. Andrew's Day.
The last of these warned of an upcoming Jewish Book Week event
on February 22, 2012.
That date turned out to be Ash Wednesday. See a Log24 post on that topic
that quotes a poet, T.S. Eliot, with anti-Semitic proclivities—
"And the light shone in darkness and
Against the Word the unstilled world still whirled
About the centre of the silent Word."
— T. S. Eliot, "Ash Wednesday"
This is perhaps not entirely irrelevant to Helfer's title, The Word Unheard .
* A concept of Schopenhauer and Hitler, and the first name of
a fictional Boston mathematician.
"The yarns of seamen have a direct simplicity,
the whole meaning of which
lies within the shell of a cracked nut.
But Marlow was not typical
(if his propensity to spin yarns be excepted),
and to him the meaning of an episode
was not inside like a kernel but outside,
enveloping the tale which brought it out
only as a glow brings out a haze,
in the likeness of one of these misty halos
that sometimes are made visible by
the spectral illumination of moonshine."
— Joseph Conrad in Heart of Darkness
Hexagram 44:
Coming to Meet
"This hexagram indicates a situation in which
the principle of darkness, after having been eliminated,
furtively and unexpectedly obtrudes again from within
and below. Of its own accord the female principle
comes to meet the male. It is an unfavourable and
dangerous situation, and we must understand and
promptly prevent the possible consequences.
The hexagram is linked with the fifth month
[June-July], because at the summer solstice
the principle of darkness gradually becomes
ascendant again."
— Richard Wilhelm
To counteract the principle of darkness—
The Uploading (Friday— St. Peter's Day, 2012),
Thor's Light Bulb Joke, and …
A quote from The Oxford Murders ,
a novel by Guillermo Martinez—
"Anyone can follow the path once it’s been marked out.
But there is of course an earlier moment of illumination,
what you called the knight’s move. Only a few people,
sometimes only one person in many centuries,
manage to see the correct first step in the darkness.”
“A good try,” said Seldom.
"An occultation is an event that occurs
when one object is hidden by another object
that passes between it and the observer.
The word is used in astronomy…"
AP story, 10:26 PM EDT May 20, 2012—
See also Darkness Visible in this journal.
(11 PM EDT, the time of this post, is noon
the next day in Tokyo. The above eclipse was
seen in Japan on May 21, 2012, in the morning.)
An earlier verse in 1 John—
1 John 1:5 "This then is the message
which we have heard of him,
and declare unto you, that God is light,
and in him is no darkness at all."
Catechism from a different cult—
"Who are you, anyway?"
— Question at 00:41 of 15:01,
Rainbow Bridge (Part 5 of 9) at YouTube
See also the video accompanying artist Josefine Lyche's version
of the 2×2 case of the diamond theorem.
* Title of a Robert Stone novel
Yesterday's post in memory of Octavio Paz—
… the free-standing, two-sided “Life-Death Figure,” |
An earlier post yesterday, Fashion Notes, linked to a Sting video—
From "Loo Ree," by Zenna Henderson "It's so hard to explain–" "Oh, foof!" I cried defiantly, taking off my glasses and, smearing the tears across both lenses with a tattered Kleenex. "So I'm a dope, a moron! If I can explain protective coloration to my six-year-olds and the interdependence of man and animals, you can tell me something of what the score is!" I scrubbed the back of my hand across my blurry eyes. "If you have to, start out 'Once upon a time."' I sat down– hard. Loo Ree smiled and sat down, too. "Don't cry, teacher. Teachers aren't supposed to have tears." "I know it," I sniffed. "A little less than human-that's us." "A little more than human, sometimes." Loo Ree corrected gently. "Well then, you must understand that I'll have to simplify. You will have to dress the bare bones of the explanation according to your capabilities. "Once upon a time there was a classroom. Oh, cosmic in size, but so like yours that you would smile in recognition if you could see it all. And somewhere in the classroom something was wrong. Not the whispering and murmuring– that's usual. Not the pinching and poking and tattling that goes on until you get so you don't even hear it." I nodded. How well I knew. "It wasn't even the sudden blow across the aisle or the unexpected wrestling match in the back of the room. That happens often, too. But something else was wrong. It was an undercurrent, a stealthy, sly sort of thing that has to be caught early or it disrupts the whole classroom and tarnishes the children with a darkness that will never quite rub off. "The teacher could feel it –as all good teachers can– and she spoke to the principal. He, being a good principal, immediately saw the urgency of the matter and also saw that it was beyond him, so he called in an Expert." "You?" I asked, feeling quite bright because I had followed the analogy so far. Loo Ree smiled. "Well, I'm part of the Expert." |
"If you have to, start out 'Once upon a time.'"
Yesterday's Paz post was at 6:48 PM EDT.
For the autistic, here is some related mathematics.
Yesterday's Fashion Notes post was at 1:06 PM EDT.
A related chronological note from Rolling Stone yesterday—
"Levon Helm, singer and drummer for the Band,
died on April 19th in New York of throat cancer.
He was 71.
"He passed away peacefully at 1:30 this afternoon…."
Helm and The Band performing "The Weight"—
"I pulled into Nazareth, I was a-feelin' 'bout half past dead…"
… On Holy Saturday
"'If only they could send us something grown-up… a sign or something.'
And a sign does come from the outside. That night, unknown to the children,
a plane is shot down and its pilot parachutes dead to earth and is caught
in the rocks on the mountain. It requires no more than the darkness of night
together with the shadows of the forest vibrating in the signal fire to distort
the tangled corpse with its expanding silk 'chute into a demon that must
be appeased."
— Claire Rosenfield, 1961 essay about Lord of the Flies
A Flies-related death from April 1—
Edmund L. Epstein, Scholar Who Saved ‘Lord of the Flies,’ Dies at 80
See also Holy Saturday, 2004.
"And the light shone in darkness and
Against the Word the unstilled world still whirled
About the centre of the silent Word."
— T. S. Eliot, "Ash Wednesday"
This suggested a search for commentary on
Conrad Aiken's phrase "where whirled and well."
Of the nine (Google) search results, one is not from
my own journal entries—
[PDF] TIME! TIME! TIME!
https://circle.ubc.ca/bitstream/id/131009/UBC_1968_A8%20C33.pdf
File Format: PDF/Adobe Acrobat
by G Cameron – 1968 – Related articles
well where whirled and well where whirled and well—
-3. The stress on words such as "wing" is expanded for use
in Aiken's musical paragraph as follows: …
Okay… http://m759.net/wordpress/?p=16365.
See also last night's 11:48 post and Erin Burnett in "Glad Rags."
Those impressed by George Steiner's remark on Hegel in the previous post may consult…
(The Christian Examiner. Volume LXXX. New Series, Volume I. January, March, May, 1866.
New York: James Miller, Publisher, 522, Broadway. Boston: Walker, Fuller, & Co.
No. CCLIV, Art. IV.– THE SECRET OF HEGEL.
By C. C. Everett, pp. 196-207.
A review of…
The Secret of Hegel, being the Hegelian System in Origin, Principle, Form, and Matter.
By James Hutchinson Sterling. In two volumes.
London: Longman, Green, Longman, Roberts, & Green. 1865. 8vo, 2 vols.)
On Hegel, from the review—
"He starts not from the beginning, but from the heart, of the world.
There never was a time when this pure Being— which, in its
undivided absoluteness, is indistinguishable from nothing;
as pure, unbroken light is indistinguishable from darkness—
was by itself alone; but this absolute Being is yet the foundation
and the groundwork of whatever is."
For more on Hegel's logic, see Marxists.org.
See also Steiner on chess and Lenin in The New Yorker
(September 7, 1968, page 133).
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