Easy on the eyes, though.
I was thinking about the figures in Flatland. What actually determines a shape? Is it a line? A line is by itself, is infinitely thin. A shape is not defined by a line, it has an edge, a divider between inside and outside. I don’t think the residents of Flatland would confuse a bright spot […]
I’m pretty sure that ‘Spkr’ does not mean ‘speaker’.
I had a nice walk today. This tree caught my attention. I wonder how the bark assumes its patterns.
The image below is my best recollection of some of the imagery in my dream the other day. I kept pulling and pulling this tube out of me. It had structure like a human trachea; the distal ends reminded me of celery stalks with curling ends. These coils were the alveoli that allow air to […]
Trouble in River City
In one part of my dream last night, the landscape was dominated by very large, mounds. They reminded me of overturned ceramic tea strainer inserts, but in place of holes there were bumps. The surface had a matt, metallic finish, like raku. I climbed atop one, and then I noticed huge military tanks getting ready […]