Multitasking And Art

"It's impossible for me to read this post, and these picayune 
judgments of the supposed sins of mysterious others without alarm, 
when all you seem able to do in this lengthy post is to project your 
own stinted childhood beliefs of what your own jaded fate might be... 
if you acted out the thoughts and acts you accuse THEM of performing. 

I'd like to know why you are placing the innocent others you accuse 
of bearing your own judgment of yourself (thereby creating them 
in your own image via insensitive, crude, born-in-a-barn implications) 
between you and your blown-dry, patronizing blasphemy of the spirit, as if 
to use their purported, worst-case sins as your defense AGAINST your own 
experience of God... because your own sins by comparison... are lesser? 

This gruesome chiding of the spirit forces me to disavow you (well, at 
least for an hour or two) in case whatever it is you got is contagious 
over the internet." 
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I wrote this response to one holy man in the Thomas group, but then, used it exactly so in response to the very next post it seemed so appropriate and tersely to the point. Too bad I'm not immoral or unethical enow to publish their posts so you, dear reader, could see how your own professions stood up to it.

I don't actually care much what I write, but sometime pride takes over when I think I've gotten it just right. That I've written exactly what my muses told me to in order to make them happy they selected me to punish the world through via "neti-neti" (denial-not this/not that). LOL

I've just finished reading this article which is really about the memsistor:

http://www.theregister.co.uk/2009/06/08/shuttle_nanotube_memory/

The real story of the memsistor is here or one of the links found at this Hewlett Packard Lab web site:

http://www.hpl.hp.com/news/2008/apr-jun/memristor.html

Honestly, I'm amazed to consider that I feel like I understand this discovery a little deeper than your ordinary bear because of sheer, random coincidence. This really is the the most astounding discovery in my life, as far as my interests are concerned, since the transistor back literally when I was a boy. I studied vacuum tube electronics after I joined the Navy at eighteen.

It startles me a little to realize how learning to weld pressure vessels using the TIG process allowed me to understand how they created this stuff in a chamber backfilled with argon. Argon is used in the TIG welding process to keep oxygen away from the molten metal of the weld. It's apparently used the same way here.

I can visualize nanoscopic levels of matter since I received my remembering vision, since it revealed to me how I evolved from a teeny tiny bejinning. In the vision I serendipitously found suddenly intriguing (but not on my way to the forum), the basic element which resembles an oyster pearl in my imagination might find a nano sized object to appear like boulders or at least huge building blocks from which it was to populate the Earth.

This seems like an appropriate spot to insert my disclaimer that I don't know or particularly care what "the truth" is. I don't write to discover the truth as much as I write to see what flows out of my arthritic fingers before they rebel against being forced marched this way. I try to capture drifting thoughts with words. I can't do that and verify the truth or falsity of what pops up alluringly in my mind's eye. I mingle joyously with the lower classes.