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The so-called "crystal flute" I ordered hasn't come yet. I couldn't figure out from the no-reply e-mail I received acknowledging my order how it was to be shipped. I curbed my curiosity. I didn't wanna get to excited and over-anticipate it's arrival.
In the past I've ordered a few things over the internet with my debit card. It makes me nervous to put it's numbers out on the internet. I was hesitant to do it even when I did hit the Submit button to do the deed. It was done in a heartbeat.
The next morning I got another no-reply e-mail saying the flute I ordered was on the way. Even the second one didn't tell me how it was being shipped, but it did give me a tracking number that was linked to my account. UPS by ground. Scheduled to be delivered tomorrow.
Stress seems to be my normal reaction to waiting in dulled anticipation. I feel hampered in movement. My auto-immune diseases act up. Nothing goes right. I got busy and tried to make a PVC plastic flute I read about on the internet. It didn't work, and I'm disgusted, but I know why it didn't work. Maybe I'll do another, mo' bettah one.
I walked over to where my brother was working in the greenhouse building a worktable that was a more convenient level for his wife to work at. David, my brother's brother-in-law was helping him construct the table. David is in town to visit his younger brother who my sister-in-law ensconced in their first house to care for him.
He has RA like I do, but that's complicated by the development of fourth-stage throat cancer. He is very ill and sleeps a lot. He can barely speak, so he watches old military movies to reach for the kind of courage he needs to fight the good fight his older sister won't give up on. That's why David is out in the greenhouse. His presence and concern seem helpful, but he's edgy.
When I walked into the greenhouse to visit and get away from my own self-generated stress about something as simple as waiting for my new flute to arrive, I could tell my going over there was too trivial to be timely. I don't have to know why. I made my cheerful excuses and bolted for the cold misty rain outside to come home. Learning not to argue with myself about what is obvious is an ongoing lesson in life for me.
Sometime I like to aggravate myself by not easing the edge of my intemperance. The tracking number for my flute was present in the no-reply post that told me my flute had been shipped just before midnight. I could have satisfied my curiosity much sooner and gone on about my business unconcerned.
For me, purposefully not resolving issues with irrefutable solutions right away seems to be a way of life for me that hasn't really paid off. I've gotten in trouble in the past by not paying bills when they're due even when I have the money in the bank.
This attitude probably has something to do with being a hard-headed double Taurus. The astrology sign whose primal keyword is inertia. Bull-headed. Being a double Taurus by Sun and Moon is perhaps like the two-headed Roman god Janus. One of my bull's head (Sun) faces the incoming and the other of my bull's head (Moon) faces wot was (OMG! Did you SEE that?).
The power point of all four fixed signs is the fifteenth degree. It's in the middle of each of the signs Taurus, Leo, Scorpio, and Aquarius. If you know much about electric motors it is easy to see why it the center of the coiled magnets that pulses in phases to keep the armature turning, you can easily master the gist of fixed signs.
Benoit Mandelbrot's invention of fractal mathematics is being demonstrated in a documentary that is being run and rerun on PBS currently. I never change the channel. I've watched it three or four times at different times. I watched it pretty much in it's entirety this morning.
Too bad Benoit Mandelbrot didn't publish his book on fractal mathematics before I turned sour on math upon entry into high school. I might have grokked it. But, back then I didn't "see" any reason for advanced mathematics beyond triangulation. What was taught as mathematics in my prime did not describe what I witnessed in the world around me. I may have done much better if it had piqued my curiosity. Fractals do just that, and there is no end to it so far.
In my family it was unthinkable to not go to college. Until I came along that is. My behavior appears to have broken that rule. My older siblings both got Masters degrees, and my younger siblings, like me, never finished college. It's all Mandelbrot's fault for not publishing earlier. '-)
It seems impossible to me for any homo sapiens with an un-conflicted brain could not understand fractals. They're used by God to create the entire universe. What I mean is that if a really good documentary about how fractals work with lots of examples even illiterate people who can neither read nor write could understand the relationship.
I think it took home computers for the general public to keen what Mandelbrot accomplished. Mandelbrot himself admitted that he couldn't have formulated his work without a computer. No man could live long enough to do the iteration necessary to prove the math did what he said it did.
Quite naturally I tied this in to my remembering vision and how I-am-is arrived here on Earth with three attributes in it's kit bag. Curiosity, volition, and me-mores. I'm thinking that's all me and my fellow pearls needed to populate the planet and to call it "Earth".
It's done through iteration. "Inch by inch, it's a cinch!". It's done through repetition and redundancy. The same way fractal mathematics work. It just takes billions of years of iteration of the fractal principles to finally generate species homo sapiens.
Mandelbrot made it possible for the species homo sapiens to be-co-me conscious of how humans came to pass, and therefore to initiate the next stage of evolution. That one point seems to be the ring-pass-me-not for a suspicion to become reality. Consciousness.
Benoit Mandelbrot said regular mathematics is used to describe what we make outside the realm of nature. Fractal mathematics is for describing the nature of what we are and have been, henceforth, what we will be. That is, if we don't kill off our chances with what we made.
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