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His(David Bohm) passion for truth carried him wherever it might possibly find nourishment, and his theories consequently reflect tremendous breadth and depth in accounting for a wide range truth that stems from a diverse spectrum of epistemologies.

The 3Ps blog is dedicated to exploring cosmology, quantum physics, and the domains of the very small and the very large with poetic expression of science concepts, philosophy, and history of ideas at the emergent consciousness level by using the "words of science."

Out from here
near the edge of the universe
clear of culture clutter
it's syllables my dear
wandering where
cosmic attractions
search for...the rest
The hologram universe

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Thursday, March 09, 2006

Whole Mind Sky Imagery - In Praise of Cloudy Days

In my opinion a cloud cannot be captured in a photograph. It takes the ephemeral qualities of language and the intellectual filters on direct sensory stimuli. It can only be experienced.

Cirrus lee Cloud Shaman Syntactic

All aboard the cumulonimbus foray

Not to be mist

or taken for granite

It rocks to see it another way

Words only cloud the eminent

Rising adiabatic majesty visual display

Skewed Tee twisting humidic advent

Just fool’s nose smells reign

Over the sunshine and understand

Sky like prisms rainbows explain

Away from fallen drops down and

Subtle right curving Coriolis refrain

Whither cyclonic contour space command

Perhaps music can portray what I am thinking, just ss the Cloud Harp Project tries to make clound numbers into sound.

But it is more intangible than that, a kind mystical mathematical sense derived from

Cosine Angel

eyes on the plains—
a short dimension z
mostly flat the sky is
as far as eye can see

Hidden hyperdimension
creative code
Mathematicians unfold
with fractal theories

Recursive refrains
Omega (ω) curls
[Dancing girls ?]
Impartial differential
slopes of infinity

Like abstract virginity
Clouds on my x & y
Shadows defying gravity
We all need these ?

It is the dreams Pythagoras smelled in Alexandrian color.


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