CosmiKnot

  Eye in the Sky   Kimey continues along the edge of the playing field and passes a swing wrapped around its own frame. How odd, he thinks, that the loan company had chosen to reply to him on paper. Weirder still that he had decided to open the envelope. No need to look at the screen. The drones are hovering close by. He catches the merest waft of the vestige of an idea of Sunday lunch from one of the nearby houses. All sealed up. The self-important wood pigeons patrol the air like Napoleonic survivors. Unable to find any statues they have decided to become them. That smell Kimey thinks, what is that? Then he’s remembering, it’s the inside of his grandfather’s suitcase. One of a pair his mother had presented him with. An empty suitcase. A mystery. Not because it led to an unknown life but because it led nowhere. Was this smell escaping from the black upended suitcase he had just passed? Left out by a bin standing on its side slightly ajar to deter any opportunist peddlers. Col...

  Be more Organism My screams will articulate a feeling of infinite longing for the “expression” model to re-emerge in a culture of feeling adorned with a filigree of ornate concepts.     Whilst walking with my two sons to ward off depression, anxiety and in my case fibromyalgia, the eldest turned to me and asked, do you think you could build a nest with your mouth? I thought for a bit and was understandably taken aback. How do they know how to make the structure in triangles he went on? I’m not sure they know how we consider knowing to be. They don’t have an instruction manual to follow. It’s more a case of the knowledge being part of their body. My son started to say something about them being programmed. But who is controlling them he asked? At this point I felt that this idea of control is perhaps the greatest stumbling block to expanded empathetic thought that there is. God used to be the controller so who or what is in control now that he is dead? This dialectical m...

 This is an article I wrote about writing songs about eleven years ago for a Magazine edited by Jonny Other: Using Passions As Beacons Leads to Instances of Backwards Causality  or How Not to Write a Pop Song and stay looking trendy            “You must always know what your song is about before commencing” this was the best advise I could get online when trying to work out how I write songs. never the less I remain convinced that there are certain persons who are able, almost without effort, to relax the muscles of the mind and slip from the shackles of habitual thought and let their ideas soar way beyond the seven feet of biosphere we habitually patrol.  I suppose despite my fear of giving away the end I should consider the idea that backwards causality is simply a manifestation of the ability of the subconscious mind to function more rapidly and dynamically than the rational mind- thus giving the everyday brain the...

  Be more Organismed   Whilst walking with my two sons to ward off depression, anxiety and in my case fibromyalgia, the eldest turned to me and asked, do you think you could build a nest with your mouth? I thought for a bit and was understandably taken aback. How do they know how to make the structure in triangles he went on? I’m not sure they know how we consider knowing to be. They don’t have an instruction manual to follow. It’s more a case of the knowledge being part of their body. My son started to say something about them being programmed. But who is controlling them he asked? At this point I felt that this idea of control is perhaps the greatest stumbling block to expanded empathetic thought that there is. God used to be the controller so who or what is in control now that he is dead?    After being thrown in at the deep end with affect theory during my doctorate in fine art I have become more and more interested in the idea of embodied understanding and the a...

 Oh M G Mikey G If I could write poetry yesterday I opened and read an email instructing me how to compose poetry kill me now it should have said Like I was like do you remember poetry like? Oh yes sort of I mean wasn't that something they used to do at Christmas? No you're thinking of funerals Ah yes i remember. Well Scientists have discovered how you do it Well you see its this weird thing you imagine a feeling thats beyond words and then somehow say it in words Then you think of someone you love Living or passed on and you write down all the things about them that cause them to be endearing But this must include their wonky smile Because their wonky smile shows how unique how quirky and truly deserving of a poem they are Then you go for a walk (easy now a days) either in your head of for real And you mix up the walk and the person And Bob's your Uncle And Fanny's your unremembered gate. Hey pesto you are a poet and you didn't know it. Are you telling me this is a...

"Supernatural stories can help us understand reality." What I find interesting about this statement ( New Statesman ) is that reality is made up of all kinds of ways of being which coalesce into perceptual experience. By which I mean supernatural stories are part of the fabric of reality. Will this age of reason be remembered as the time when we were caught in the mechanical jaws of Newton’s Universe? (According to Chomsky the way we think about language, the very mutation from which we derive self-reflective consciousness, is pre-Newtonian.) I’m not blaming Newton – remember he was only able to make the breakthrough to understanding gravity because of his belief in invisible forces. He didn’t intend for the next five hundred years to be shaped by the idea of gravity as down to earth reason. Before Newton people believed things moved to their proper place but Newton worked out that there was in fact an invisible force pulling them there. This idea of gravity as ...

The problem with Brian and Richard and all the other ultra intelligent rationalist atheists is that whilst they understand that yeah there is wonder and awe to be found in the cosmos and quantum mechanics, they still understand perception and thought in pre-Newtonian mechanistic modes - this is this is that. This goes there. That goes here. It stands to reason that if the Universe, which we are now beginning to understand scientifically speaking is created by our observing it, can be deeply mysterious and contradictory then so can human perception and understanding. For me belief is like a quantum thought experiment. If I know there is a god then there is one or rather one enters into being and equally in turn out of being. However, the greatest paradox and stumbling block between Bri and Dick and those of a cosmic bent is that belief is not binary because it comes from a space before we start to schematize thought into either or compartments. So in short – human thought and percepti...

Marcus du Sautoy's interactive lecture at the Barbican started with a brief and playful conjecture illustrating the absurdity of the search for consciousness. He joked about the idea of cutting off his hand and whether consciousness might be found residing therein. In terms of "self" exploration it seemed clear that we seem to have remained in flat earth territory since Kant posited that consciousness was located in the pituitary gland. I have written several times (I think) about the obsession with dissecting as path to knowledge that the artists and scholars of the Renaissance rapidly developed and once more I find my self thinking that expecting to find the self by physically chopping up and analyzing the brain in smaller and smaller pieces will not lead to a deeper understanding. We need to make a leap of faith in order to cross disciplines or like children at a party in celebration of our own intelligence we will be left having unwrapped the pass the parcel...