For I.K.G.C.
Dear Learners,
A soon to be Ph.D I heard
asked inquiringly of me
for an original word
for him to see.
Gladly, 'R' my dear soon to be Ph.D.
"Chunter"
I take your term 'pedigree' which to a doggy like Bucket I would apply;
obligingly what I take you to mean is more like a novel 'etymology'?
"Chunter"
Verb. To run around in ever increasing circles of joy whilst the body of
self is made into a dynamic circled abstract motif.
In the fields around and about my dog "Bucket" (Malay, Bu -ket. Small -
Mountain) will often spring into dynamic modes of expression, he curls up
his tail under his legs and arching his entire body he runs around and
around the field drinking dew or rainwater from the blades of long grass
in traced circles as he goes. One day about two years ago I simply
exclaimed in an emergent moment; possibly at the edge of some chaos,
"Look! Anona at Bucket he's chuntering around the field!" ( My great,
great, great, great uncle R.L.Stevenson;-) may have been looking over my
proverbial shoulder at the time, 'pedigree' according to mother;-)
About six months ago in a private tutorial with a certain 'deep thinker'
on the 'properties' (ownership?) of light I shared Bucket's 'chuntering'
manifestations and was delighted with the reply that, so far as I am
concerned as said 'creator' of the word;-) and owner of said copyright and
having trademarked it for the posterity of my non existent children;-( I
am sharing with you all now.
Start. Paste.
>He arches then his entire body, making of his spine like
>a 'hoop'
>and his head goes down as if for all the world he became a circle,
>wrapping
>his tail between his hind legs. Suddenly he springs into furious
>action and
>tears around the field in this direction, that direction and
>completely no
>direction at all and making virtual circles and arcs as he goes. I am
>told
>'light' behaves in much the same way when taken with the joy to
>perambulation. My 'theory' is that "Bucket" in these moments beholds
>a great
>truth. But I have another theory should that one fail which is this,
>that a
>great truth beholds "Bucket".
>>All explorations are non-linear. Bucket knows it. Our dogs Jack and
>>Geenah know it too. Our parrot Caro also.
>Now you might think this virtual place is not fitting for such a
'theory', or
>vice-versa. But reality is a mighty strange thing.
>"The changing of bodies into light, and light into bodies, is very
>comfortable to the course of Nature, which seems delighted with
>transmutation."
>Sir Isaac Newton. Opticks or A Treatise of the Reflections,
Refractions, Inflections and Colours of Light, Book III, pt 1 Query 30 (London
1706)
>>Read something on "Compton pair production" in
>>elementary particle physics. Note that a entry
>>level of energy is required to convert gama rays
>>(form of "light") into matter.
SNIP
>In the New Scientist is an article by Dr. Barrow about
>the possibility of variability in the speed of light. If you have
>difficulty
>in obtaining a copy I will copy one to you. Let me know.
>>Yes please, if it is not too much trouble for you.
>>The velocity of light does decrease as it goes through matter that is
>>transparent for it. This is how the refractive index works.
>>What I refered to with my "worm model", is light moving in a
>>vacuum -- then having its highest and universal constant velocity.
>>There is a worm here which illustrates my
>>model pretty well. We call it the "meetwurm" ("meet"=measure
>>"wurm"=worm). It lifts its tail, curve its back so that the tail
>>moves forward, then grips with its tail, release its front paws,
>>straighten its back so that its head pushes forward. The
>>cenre part of the body moves with a constant velocity, but
>>the tail and head moves forward in a pulsating manner.
>>It can also serve as a model for creativity!
Snip END
Now I am unaware
if you are willing to dare
to rise from the learning of your material seat to peek
in all you dictionaries this 'chunter' to seek?
Gadzooks gaffer! Enough is enough.
Now dear "R" and other materially bound co-learners, Bucket and I could
take you wandering at the speed of light through the fields of out little
meanderings and learning, we could dialogue upon the 'ownership' of bodies
through the wisdom of the torturers chamber wherein today I learned first
hand that the transformation of a 'brick' from 'weapon' to 'pedestal'
creates well enough in some the illusion (sic) that the body is not always
one's own only thing this side of that grace you term the grace, my dear
learned sir. ("John", c/o Pretoria Prison 1969 HQ for the internment and
torture of political prisoners aka students during the apartheid era) but
this little epiphany is subject to 'similar laws' as those espoused and
practised by the mighty mind and body of Sir Isaac Newton and that my
freinds is quite another story for another day.
My dialogue is with deepest nature, it is deep set amid the 'dialogue' of
a creator in creation with the Creator which is to the untutored eye
almost all cacophony and noise as you will find when you sit down to write
that first symphony, epic narrative or great painting. As a student of the
great Bertrand Russell I need few books and keep few books, nor do i rely
upon 'search engines', I am poor in measure because of what I have learned
to give away and I am imeasurably enriched thereby. If any of you ever
really wondered about the authenticity of At de Lange's thoughts, mine or
some others learning here, as opposed to those who are content to cite the
authority of others your choice is simple. However, you will have to spend
the last half of you life reading and looking and experiencing the great
works of art, od Nature and Culture or you will have to put aside a
monumental amount of personal freeenergy and start creating something more
original that a PhD out of seeming nothing and begin the great cycle of
living and dying within yourself, over and over again.
This
This place
This place is
This place is nothing
This place is nothing to
This place is nothing to what
This place is nothing to what it
This place is nothing to what it may
This place is nothing to what it may both
This place is nothing to what it may both be
This place is nothing to what it may both be and
This place is nothing to what it may both be and become.
There, here and now 'Bucket' and I have given you a worthy mountain to
climb, get your exploring boots on, get your ships ready, some of us are
set charting new waters and there are storms upon the horizon.
We will all be 'gone' soon enough.
Never mind what this place was, never mind what it is, think what it may
become, then make it so.
We are all fools because we do not see that we do not exist. As the best
poet and artist who has ever visisted you alive never tires of giving you,
'Nothing has Nothing', even a child who is deaf and dumb realises that,
why don't we?
Best,
Andrew Campbell (Arch Fool)
PS. I resent terms like 'trickster' in posts refering to me, virtually and
otherwise and all overt implications that others either know or understand
my religious affiliations.
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