Monday, February 1, 2010

Looking into the Eye of Why

"Is there a way to visually depict these newly generated or discovered concepts?", he asked her.

She looked at him with that now familiar expression on her face that meant to him that she did not feel the need to acknowledge understanding his question. He found it frustrating, but in retrospect a curious pattern was repeating.

Depending on the content of the question and its current context there was a nearly predictable latency between his query and her usually highly satisfying response. It was possible, of course, that his frustration was more about his expectation than whether or not one should depend on some sort of feedback in this kind of situation. Was it a 'rabbit trail' to consider this urge to understand the impression of the first volley? He didn't know and decided to move on.

"Letting it go" for the moment, he started preparing for the response. The set up had been the recently discovered insights in the inductive path. Thoughts of climbing a spectacular water fall came to mind. What a beautiful experience seeing the value of the relative source in the magnificent splendor of nature.

When he asked her about what might connote the concept, he was looking at her eyes and into the mind to which they were connected. Therein lay something nearly beyond description for its complexity, value and a panoply of other positive attributes. But a word came to mind. It was beauty.

So, if the world famous water fall was an example of beauty what would be the generic symbol for this member of the highest of abstractions? He thought more about the implicit meaning of that image. Great effort was required to work against gravity to see each source. Complexity seemed to contract on the ascent, but not so much. Was the effort to ascend so energy consuming that less complexity was noticed and this explained that experience?

Entropy, arrow-of-time, causal necessity … were these 'constraints' just about experience and was our experience unique? More questions … fun. It would be a couple days … he was looking forward to it.


  1. What was common to all these scenes, these poles supporting the long line? There was something they had in common, he just realized. There was a tug, primitive and subtle. And timeless as far as the eye was inclined to see. Something about a message whose value increased as time passed, like aging wine. And the river, that carrier of life … what a ride.

  2. Beautiful blog -- one b short of an alliteration. Most politics speaks to the differentiating left brain and exclusive ego thoughts, where this speaks to an inclusive commonality or community that we all share. The ascent was ego taming allowing one to see the simplicity of our connection and note that the complexity was an illusion. Indeed a very intriguing ride.