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You'll find a few things amusing to me; maybe you as well. Sorry for the flat formatting, limits of time and this service. Never try to win the argument with a parakeet. Russell's Paradox is Resolved, but not admitted as such.
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After Kublai

After Kublai
----
it really is no mystery
    you are really gonna like this
        that his personal khanate
            of the golden new million man horde

for the first time in history
    under that little tyke genghis
         they intend to emanate
              pogroms to hold you only villains can afford

so you might should get ready to pay, guess who?
while they would fight steadily to play with you ...
====
2009/06/28 12:30 at LWF in a sardonic moment at the end of the session chatting with David G about history.

To a degree

To a tolerable degree
----
A Degree conferred in Divinity
Does not in any degree
Confirm any divinity
Beyond the degree of divinity
Conferred by Decree of Divinity

Don't you see?
====
2009/06/04 home 
   People's attitudes that their qualifications subsume others
   usually get inverted as posturing against others who disagree
   or attempting to confer on their own opinions another source
 
      altogether inappropriate, or worse, incorrect, to claim

Taken to the mat

Taken to the mat
----
Don't use slang
with a tang
to harangue,
nor to  hang
in a gang

   with a mock
   bunch of crock

verbal fang

Whether you're called  a gold digger
or called a honky
or called a cracker
by one who's crass

It's easy to figure
He's acting the donkey
He's just a slacker
She's got no class

When the laugh is a snigger
And the actions are wonky
Full of vitriole and sass

   Or a hopped up lip
   Who play pretends hip

   Just another slick
   Dick with a schtick

A verbal rhyme ad hacker
A verbile slime attacker
====
2009/06/06 lauinger/3


  No matter how deep you try to hide it:

    That which is done shall be known

Drives folks near crazy at times

Who you foolin?

Who you foolin?
----
An exception to the rules
Is a conception for those fools
When deception's in the tools
Used in inception of new duels

    The exception is quite factuate
    Though the conception ain't immaculate
    And the deception is absquatulate
    ...once inception has been jaculate
   
====
2008/06/04 home
When someone deceives you to take advantage of a resource intended or other purposes ... or hides behind a lee (grant in authority)
   for that purpose; or hides behind those conning a claim to cloak a con conniving as crooks, cripples, or crazies:

   this makes it worse, not better

Labiles

Labiles
 WIP
----
If you label a loss as a victory
     And name any victory, loss

Well, just what would such laurels there crown
    Or cut deep, with a garland of thorns

What will be the last verdict of history
   On whose head such false  laurels emboss

As you rut in that false-won renown
    You'll receive what a true champion scorns

All you''ve done is invict derelictory
    With a life full of crowns made of dross

Do you know what it is you have lost?
    Fully, what such a victory cost?

Some may think principles such as these, are relictory
    'Round their neck lies their own form of dead albatross

At the end, what will their life long actions accost?
    Soul of faith, full prostrate; apostate; or an agnost?

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2009/05/25 on the #32 bus on the way in town 0855 AM

thorn scorn born corn adorn torn worn  horn mourn aborn suborn shorn

2009/05/29 16:27 Further elaborations

Avoiding Buridan's Ass

Avoiding Buridan's Ass
As Easy As
1-2-1
----
To avoid Buridan's Ass
    Do Not Make A Decision
To avoid An irrevocable Decision
    Do Not Call It Forth
If you want to be an Emperor
    Imperate
If you want to be a deferrer
    Deferate

 

To avoid Buridan's Ass

    'Tis beyond all dispute

        And avoids all recisions

It's really quite crass

   But beyond all refute

        You'll make no revisions

It is truly a gas

    Yet you CAN still compute:

        Just make no decisions!

 

(That's not the joke:

 the joke is:

   it ain't no friggin' joke!)
====
A decision is classically modeled as a unitary discrete soliton event.

In the actual world it is usually implemented or carried out by a series of actions largely sequential in nature, with many degrees of freewdom that have inherent possibilities of parallelism, lack of irrevocability, untaken alternatives prerequisite steps, and common root causal actions of all subsequent final causal results.

Buridan's Ass specifies that there is in any scenario involving hte reduction of a continuous domain to a discrete range, there will be at least one point of uncertainty where the decision to do so cannot be madee instantaneously:  the Ass will fail to choose immeditaely, or will have to choose randomly.

If you modally model the overall paradigm as completely as possible (including as many degrees of freedom as poossible against the actual implementational reality), you will include as many subprecursors as possible for alternative positioning within the actual manifold space of that trope set.

Additionally, asserted:

F Varela notes the distinction between states internal to the living system (decisions, distinctions) from the states present in the external world (the living system under study).  Categories do NOT exist in the real world OUTSIDE the mind:  "two"is in concept space, not the real world.

Similarly, in the world of prions, protids, prolids, and subvirals, there MAY be (almost certainyl are) larger cooperating sets across semiotic boundaries AS WE RECOGNIZE THEM that "implement" "more complex" "[shift to Arabic at this point again, AR bacvk to EN]impetratives"

Drawing an ana analogy: same thing here for a "different" "theory" of "decisions":  it is highly likely things can be done better/faster/more flexibly than current ultimate bounds of decision theory allow for, BY HAVING A THORY TO REPLACE DECISION THEORY AT IT'S BASIS or even entirely outside of any form of modeling at all.

   Example, in re NNP traduction of living semiotic cognitive systems: if you do not distinguish between

 

          cause and effect

          goal and result

          input and output

 

   you CAN achieve a result without denoting it as such...

 

If you can avoid making a decision,

you will not have the delays associated with such i

in asynchronous computer hardware:

 

     or other forms of 'puters.


But beware:  


      do not disturb sleeping dragons where they lie at rest. 

      You may not be able to get them back to sleep again.

The "23 mathematical Challenges" of DARPA (at URL http://www.darpa.mil/dso/personnel/23_math_chall_b_mann.pdf )
are unlike Hilbert's list (at "Wikipedia" URL http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hilbert%27s_problems );
thereis an agenda in the later not present in the earlier.  Especially Hilbert's 24th problem.



One, two, three: Shards

One, two, three: Shards
 WIP
----
If we should reach
    Deep from  in our soul
Rift  'cross the breach
    Keeping  heaven's goal

Of finding who
    I would dare impart
Love faring through
    My soul, only heart

Let me/thee beseech
    Lifting  hands, extole
Yet bind anew
   A new path, chart
...
====
2009/05/18 24:30 AM at home: What makes a family, or marriage?
fore and aft rhyme scheme
----
The who has won
When two as one

Nor one or two, more three, four we

say one, two, three
May none who see

netting bind a crew


shifting sands, we chart

our own new path home:
   and that become our home

our own homely band

Bus Stop

Bus Stop
 WIP - work in progress
----
A sodden shape
    Under cold wet bags
Whose form they drape
    As the cold wet rain
Sundered folds and sags
    Drown where he's lain

Who lives beneath
    Across her face
These bags bequeath
    So still her arm's
Last resting place
    Now safe from harm

A hidden form
    There in outlined
An arm, a thigh
    Could be: divined
As nature stormed
    In part kept dry

Perhaps as well kept warm

The bus came by
    Not one would look
No one, not I
    On that cold dawn
One life forsook
    And then: rolled on
----
No shame, no why

To that bus stop
   One more cold drop

bench clenched drenched wrench
Life's Quest a thirst
   As yet unquenched
The last outrush
A final hush
spasm/breath, chasm/death
sister's mother, assist a brother
====
2009/04/22 @ DC General during ICF meeting
Three days ago early AM at Pn/7 NW on the bench in the rain ...  still, and the face blanketed by the sagging black plastic bags ...

Aloha, Oahu

Aloha, Oahu
----
Small sand crabs furies
   Bestirs the grains
While beetles' scurries
   Avoid the rains

Below the palms
    Leaves softly playing
The Hula calms
     Leis gently swaying

As breakers crash
    Amid these tunes
There comes a splash
    Between the dunes

As on these grounds
    I stroll & roam
And I hear the sounds
    Of my island home
====
2009/03/11 Miriam's Kitchen Bob Blair held for the DC writing competition
"For Anne Gregory" William Butler Yeats
"What I Believe" Michael Blumenthal
"Union Station Saturday Morning" David Harris
2009/06/28 18:11 plural first stanza

Charity











Charity
----
First Lady came by
Here served a meal
And left on the fly

The full Common Weal
For those in need:

Lay aside your fare
And then act in deed
To enact your care
====
2009/03/09 Weatherboard poem... held for the DC Writing competition...
14:15 edits


Yes, really






Yes, really

----
Some folks might perhaps say
  On Awakening from sleep
From the night to the day
  Half awake, as they leap

From the bed to the table
  Breaking fast, to the meal
Take bread, fast as you're able
  Making way towards the real

When you sleep Dreams Are For Real
  And Reality Is Wrong
As they keep all that you feel
  In your whole heart full  and strong

But the real full true challenge
  That in all, we all face
In our deepest mentality
  As from our bed we do rise

Could our feelings impinge
  What we call in to place
Should our sleep, in reality
  Be, instead, here reprised?

From your head and your soul
  And thence into reality
Leap from bed with your goal
  Bring  hence forth, with finality

Then, no longer your Dreams
  They expand on their Own
Growing Stronger, it seems
   When They Stand Up, full grown
====
2009/03/09 Miriam's Kitchen Matt Lang held for DC writing competition
Writing prompt:  Dreams are real, Reality is Wrong" (source citation: Tupac Shakur from his book ", The Rose That Grew From Concrete")
  Though his actual citation is "Reality is wrong. Dreams are for real".
  Though perhaps  this too was a mis-quote (not).

   An actual citation of "Dreams are real"  (Ellis Havelock) is one of many: at URL http://quotationsbook.com/quote/11440/
    Likely the other forms are out there: the sentiment and attitude expressed is a common one among sophonts.