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Friday, December 29, 2023

Unknowing

Filed under: General — Tags: , — m759 @ 2:48 am

Tuesday, August 4, 2015

To Fuse Words with Things

Filed under: General — Tags: — m759 @ 12:00 pm

A passage suggested by the previous post —

 
   — Catholic Resistance in Elizabethan England :
        Robert Persons's Jesuit Polemic, 1580–1610
        by Victor Houliston (Ashgate Publishing, 2007)

Boundary Value Problem

Filed under: General — Tags: — m759 @ 11:30 am

"'The Owl in the Sarcophagus,' for all its incantatory
elegiac power, consists almost entirely of 
a self-generated and self-generating rhetoric.
It points up one of the limits of poetic composition itself,
the boundary where technique turns into technology."

— Bart Eeckhout in Wallace Stevens and the Limits
     of Reading and Writing ,
 University of Missouri Press,
     2002, p. 210

See as well this morning's previous post.

Block That Metaphor

Filed under: General — Tags: — m759 @ 11:00 am

"In theory, a robot could be the cloud-connecting Charon
that ushers us into the Internet of Things." 

Bryan Lufkin at Gizmodo.com, July 29, 2015

Related material —

The death of MIT computability theorist Hartley Rogers, Jr.
at 89 on July 17, and this journal on July 17.

Monday, August 3, 2015

Text and Context*

Filed under: General,Geometry — Tags: — m759 @ 2:00 am

"The ORCID organization offers an open and
independent registry intended to be the de facto  
standard for contributor identification in research
and academic publishing. On 16 October 2012,
ORCID launched its registry services and
started issuing user identifiers." — Wikipedia

This journal on the above date —

  

A more recent identifier —

Related material —

See also the recent posts Ein Kampf and Symplectic.

* Continued.

Sunday, August 2, 2015

Comedy

Filed under: General — Tags: — m759 @ 4:20 pm

Symplectic

Filed under: General,Geometry — Tags: , — m759 @ 7:00 am

See "Symplectic" in this journal.  Some illustrations —

 

Midrash —

"Adorned with cryptic stones and sliding shines,
An immaculate personage in nothingness,
With the whole spirit sparkling in its cloth,

Generations of the imagination piled
In the manner of its stitchings, of its thread,
In the weaving round the wonder of its need,

And the first flowers upon it, an alphabet
By which to spell out holy doom and end,
A bee for the remembering of happiness."

— Wallace Stevens, "The Owl in the Sarcophagus"

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