Before getting to the meat and potatoes, a teeny-tiny entrée of ‘writing about music’.
With that pulsating tabula-punctuating rhythm (and appropriate for this post), at times, they sound heavily influenced by one of my favorite groups, Oregon, representative examples being “Grazing Dreams” and “Yellow Bell”.
In preparing this post, I just discovered that delightful performance by chance.
But is there really any such thing as chance? Or is this just another intimate fractal of synchronicity?
I've been following New Zealand's "The Hatchard Report" for quite a while as a trustworthy source of medical information. But this issue, “Ten Thousand Cities”, contained an unexpected angle and new idea for me with his recommendation of "Vastu Architecture' as a prophylactic against the coming top-down, globalist / corporate nation-state designed, 15 minute slums.
I was especially struck by "At its basis is a profound principle — as is the macrocosm so is the microcosm." — which triangulates well with my intuition that any quantification of reality that is in line with nature, either structures or frequencies, is inherently fractal, the mandelbrot set being my favorite metaphor and mandala for that intuition.
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Oooh, nice music! And great phrase, "prophylactic against the coming top-down, globalist / corporate nation-state designed, 15 minute slums." Slums. That's the word I was looking for. We have a vote coming up locally on whether we want 12 story luxury slum buildings downtown or 5 story slum buildings in every neighborhood--that's what the Overton window has come down to.
We've accepted that we have to build 4000 new units with the stick being the loss of state funding if we don't and the carrot being affordable housing. But as I drove past one of these monstrosities, I couldn't picture who would want to live in them. Certainly no one who'd be an asset to our community. Some funky basement apartment that floods, no problem. A hippie household with frequent couch-surfers, fine. But who would live in these prison-windowed cubicles? I think it's preparing for an influx from China. That's my grim determination.
Howdy Steve.
Interesting and educational fractal clip on mandelbrot sets.
I defer to the Chinese Feng Shui rather than Vastus as a map for harmony. As human nature is binary, so it seems to me that a Sun Focused Architectural plan is too limited in application for 10,000 men and women. (Especially if you knock off the current BS in society denying who is who, and return to Nature as a restorative.)
What lies outside the compass points either serve the macro or microcosm, but not both at the same time (?!). Are we in, or out? And when?!
You brilliant mathematicians seem to understand the mellifluous systems within metaphysics which elude my brain. Unless I use the language of art to capture one singular instance of truth, I find only poetry and paint to solve the quadratic equation of 'what is.'
Semma what? LOL!!