Time Machine: Argot! (Prelude & Fugiens)

Oct 10, 2006 18:22

The dew [ros] keeps flowing this year, a good three weeks after the calendrical equinox should otherwise have rung the bell on the season. Naturally, I find this not only interesting but very funny. Weather is water's politics.

At one point memory training was as widespread
as piano lessons were recently -- or HTML today.

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18 = 20? ineffabelle October 10 2006, 23:29:18 UTC
Like afghan titans in a hollow earth, puppets of the gods,
left over sold(i)ers fighting for their virtues and vices.
Away away with the 18th, let the world shake.
Novus Ordo Seclorum.

For all her flaws, Victoria put an end to the nonsense of sense.
Reclaiming the hiding place where mystery can gestate,
away from the works of the temporal mechanics.

Onward to the age of dirigibles. And so we stand once more,
post modern anti-federalists and (re)publicans,
Ready to turn it upside down again.

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AC BA CB | BC AB CA salimondo October 11 2006, 14:16:25 UTC
If the child and the grandparent are natural allies in the struggle against the parent, then the finesse is in defining our field. Us and the automaton-makers against the modern. Us and the medievalists against the watchmakers. Us and the antiques against history. Torque.

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telescoping bo(l)t wren(ch) ineffabelle October 11 2006, 15:24:09 UTC
"then the finesse is in defining our field"

:)

Laffoley made an octaval error in describing the bauharoque, btw. He let his own bias slip.

But yes, I see it as a sort of [neo-victorian/old-west-revivalist/libertarian/gold rush meets the post-modern] against the [institutionalist/neo-aristocracy/keynesian-fabian/anakim-nephilim] of the 18/20th century (which is struggling desperately to replicate, it's not going down without a fight)

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Moll curtsies saucily right back pharminatrix October 11 2006, 00:03:29 UTC
It's funny that while they hunt down the imaginary with pitchforks and torches, the novel grows into a precocious child.

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Re: Moll curtsies saucily right back pharminatrix October 11 2006, 00:16:46 UTC
"Who is to say where magic ends and science begins?"

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big and little faces of A.B. salimondo October 11 2006, 14:21:23 UTC
We rarely get such a front-row seat at this stage in the evolution of an alchemical figure. He lives, he writes, he dies. Then, after a certain duration, he becomes fictive. And after that, then what? Rectification? Allegory? Oblivion? It's like he's rehearsing the entire history of the field within that single biography. Talk about holographic narrative! And in our time!

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quasi-steady state cosmologies (according to hoyle) salimondo October 11 2006, 14:11:44 UTC
Jokes like these resolve in a model that supports multiple "temporal" directions. I.e. why does the reirruption of the repressed resemble the atavistic under the name of "precocity?"

We will find it out!

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sambear October 11 2006, 00:14:21 UTC
One thing to tell you:

* http://anim5.com , the International Detective Dragons from Outer Space podcast. I think it's right up (down) your alley.

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salimondo October 11 2006, 14:03:53 UTC
Cool. I note they are saved by a bear? How's your stomach?

This podcast reminds me of the quote from Rosewater's Metropolis:

The world destroyed by a cataclysm;
the power of God wielded by man.
Giant robots run amok --
everything is a lie!

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"Uh...guys? Guys?" pharminatrix October 11 2006, 15:50:31 UTC
Now that I see it written out, I can perceive a clear echo:
Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned

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the falconer salimondo May 8 2007, 18:29:53 UTC
It's funny you should mention that, given the nature of chen.

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1993: 15Aug: promotes Snobol ayrkain October 17 2006, 01:04:28 UTC
Weird. A guy at the local computer users group once spent an hour telling my dad and I stories about weird mini-computer stuff he had done, and one of the projects was something he did in Snobol for the military (no branch, etc. specified). This had to be sometime from '92 to '94.

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