It is not Aristotle’s fault. It is your fault.

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So, you think Aristotle was stupid?  Sorry, no, you are stupid.

What modern science fails to recognize about Ancient Greek science is the limitations of observation without any extending technology put on Greek theory.

Modern scientists don’t acknowledge that every refutation of Aristotlean theory was due to the introduction of technology over 1000s of years that extended our powers of observation to macrosensory and microsensory ranges.

Aristotle’s theories were the best anyone could have come up with using the tools, unassisted human sensation, they had.

Aristotle in trying to describe the motion of thrown objects was a good description of the motion of rocket propelled objects.

The Greek elements of Earth, Water, Air and Fire are actually describing the states of Solid, Liquid, Gas and Plasma and rules they do obey.

Aristotle’s and Ptolemy’s model of the heavens was simply an attempt to make a mechanical clock to represent the observed movement of the heavens.  Their unassisted sensory experience made their conclusions and their model unavoidable until tools for macroscopic observation of the sun, planets and stars were possible.

Spontaneous generation recognizes that moisture and decay create a favorable environment for the growth of organisms.  What had not been observed was the existence of microscopic eggs, spermatazoa and sexual reproduction.

So Aristotle and Ptolemy used the best metaphors they had.  That has not changed.  The best model we have right now is a computer.  In about 1500 years they will say we were complete idiots.

 

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Evolution: Manchinekind

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My latest post in my blog “globvilla” worth checking out:

Evolution: Manchinekind

Simplicity: White Hex Corporation

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White Hex Corporation

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Socialism: “He Ain’t Heavy” States: “My Brother’s Keeper” States

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“He ain’t heavy, he’s my brother.”

– Roe Fulkerson

“And the LORD said unto Cain, Where is Abel thy brother? And he said, I know not: Am I my brother’s keeper?”

Genesis 4

I am a secular atheist, however I have read the Old and New Testaments completely.

Genesis 4

1And Adam knew Eve his wife; and she conceived, and bare Cain, and said, I have gotten a man from the LORD.

2And she again bare his brother Abel. And Abel was a keeper of sheep, but Cain was a tiller of the ground.

3And in process of time it came to pass, that Cain brought of the fruit of the ground an offering unto the LORD.

4And Abel, he also brought of the firstlings of his flock and of the fat thereof. And the LORD had respect unto Abel and to his offering:

5But unto Cain and to his offering he had not respect. And Cain was very wroth, and his countenance fell.

6And the LORD said unto Cain, Why art thou wroth? and why is thy countenance fallen?

7If thou doest well, shalt thou not be accepted? and if thou doest not well, sin lieth at the door. And unto thee shall be his desire, and thou shalt rule over him.

8And Cain talked with Abel his brother: and it came to pass, when they were in the field, that Cain rose up against Abel his brother, and slew him.

9And the LORD said unto Cain, Where is Abel thy brother? And he said, I know not: Am I my brother’s keeper?

10And he said, What hast thou done? the voice of thy brother’s blood crieth unto me from the ground.

11And now art thou cursed from the earth, which hath opened her mouth to receive thy brother’s blood from thy hand;

12When thou tillest the ground, it shall not henceforth yield unto thee her strength; a fugitive and a vagabond shalt thou be in the earth.

13And Cain said unto the LORD, My punishment is greater than I can bear.

14Behold, thou hast driven me out this day from the face of the earth; and from thy face shall I be hid; and I shall be a fugitive and a vagabond in the earth; and it shall come to pass, that every one that findeth me shall slay me.

15And the LORD said unto him, Therefore whosoever slayeth Cain, vengeance shall be taken on him sevenfold. And the LORD set a mark upon Cain, lest any finding him should kill him.

16And Cain went out from the presence of the LORD, and dwelt in the land of Nod, on the east of Eden.

17And Cain knew his wife; and she conceived, and bare Enoch: and he builded a city, and called the name of the city, after the name of his son, Enoch.

18And unto Enoch was born Irad: and Irad begat Mehujael: and Mehujael begat Methusael: and Methusael begat Lamech.

19And Lamech took unto him two wives: the name of the one was Adah, and the name of the other Zillah.

20And Adah bare Jabal: he was the father of such as dwell in tents, and of such as have cattle.

21And his brother’s name was Jubal: he was the father of all such as handle the harp and organ.

22And Zillah, she also bare Tubalcain, an instructer of every artificer in brass and iron: and the sister of Tubalcain was Naamah.

23And Lamech said unto his wives, Adah and Zillah, Hear my voice; ye wives of Lamech, hearken unto my speech: for I have slain a man to my wounding, and a young man to my hurt.

24If Cain shall be avenged sevenfold, truly Lamech seventy and sevenfold.

25And Adam knew his wife again; and she bare a son, and called his name Seth: For God, said she, hath appointed me another seed instead of Abel, whom Cain slew.

26And to Seth, to him also there was born a son; and he called his name Enos: then began men to call upon the name of the LORD.

In 1924, the first editor of Kiwanis Magazine, Roe Fulkerson, published a column carrying the title “He Ain’t Heavy, He’s My Brother”. Dated September 1924, the article speaks of Fulkerson’s inspiring encounter with “a spindly and physically weak lad” carrying a baby and “staggering towards a neighboring park”.

” ‘Pretty big load for such a small kid’ I said as I met him. ‘Why, mister,’ he smiled, ‘He ain’t heavy; he’s my brother.’ “

Rufus Wainwright – He Ain’t Heavy, He’s My Brother Lyrics

The road is long
With many a winding turn
That leads us to who knows where
Who knows when
But I’m strong
Strong enough to carry him
He ain’t heavy, he’s my brother.

So on we go
His welfare is of my concern
No burden is he to bear
We’ll get there
For I know
He would not encumber me

If I’m laden at all
I’m laden with sadness
That everyone’s heart
Isn’t filled with the gladness
Of love for one another.

It’s a long, long road
From which there is no return
While we’re on the way to there
Why not share
And the load
Doesn’t weigh me down at all
He ain’t heavy, he’s my brother.

He’s my brother
He ain’t heavy, he’s my brother.

I had a very good discussion with a friend on Facebook.  He told me that the American objection to socialism and a social safety net was the term “Nanny State”.  My response to him–and it came immediately–was, “The correct term is ‘My Brother’s Keeper State'”.

Suddenly, it became obvious to me that by refusing to adopt socialism as national policy USAmericans were as a country bearing “the mark of Cain” in the global community and among other first world nations.

Republicans hate maternalistic government.  Democrats hate paternalistic government.  It is time for fraternalistic government.

I urge all USAmericans to adopt socialist policies as their brother’s and sister’s keepers.

Adopt universal healthcare, universal education and universal employment insurance.

No American is too heavy for another American.

No one on Earth is too heavy for anyone else on Earth.

Robert Frost: Birches

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“Earth’s the right place for love”

Is your user in a pathless wood or swinging on birches?  — relationary

Birches

by Robert Frost

When I see birches bend to left and right
Across the lines of straighter darker trees,
I like to think some boy’s been swinging them.
But swinging doesn’t bend them down to stay.
Ice-storms do that. Often you must have seen them
Loaded with ice a sunny winter morning
After a rain. They click upon themselves
As the breeze rises, and turn many-coloured
As the stir cracks and crazes their enamel.
Soon the sun’s warmth makes them shed crystal shells
Shattering and avalanching on the snow-crust
Such heaps of broken glass to sweep away
You’d think the inner dome of heaven had fallen.
They are dragged to the withered bracken by the load,
And they seem not to break; though once they are bowed
So low for long, they never right themselves:
You may see their trunks arching in the woods
Years afterwards, trailing their leaves on the ground,
Like girls on hands and knees that throw their hair
Before them over their heads to dry in the sun.
But I was going to say when Truth broke in
With all her matter-of-fact about the ice-storm,
I should prefer to have some boy bend them
As he went out and in to fetch the cows–
Some boy too far from town to learn baseball,
Whose only play was what he found himself,
Summer or winter, and could play alone.
One by one he subdued his father’s trees
By riding them down over and over again
Until he took the stiffness out of them,
And not one but hung limp, not one was left
For him to conquer. He learned all there was
To learn about not launching out too soon
And so not carrying the tree away
Clear to the ground. He always kept his poise
To the top branches, climbing carefully
With the same pains you use to fill a cup
Up to the brim, and even above the brim.
Then he flung outward, feet first, with a swish,
Kicking his way down through the air to the ground.
So was I once myself a swinger of birches.
And so I dream of going back to be.
It’s when I’m weary of considerations,
And life is too much like a pathless wood
Where your face burns and tickles with the cobwebs
Broken across it, and one eye is weeping
From a twig’s having lashed across it open.
I’d like to get away from earth awhile
And then come back to it and begin over.
May no fate wilfully misunderstand me
And half grant what I wish and snatch me away
Not to return. Earth’s the right place for love:
I don’t know where it’s likely to go better.
I’d like to go by climbing a birch tree~
And climb black branches up a snow-white trunk
Toward heaven, till the tree could bear no more,
But dipped its top and set me down again.
That would be good both going and coming back.
One could do worse than be a swinger of birches.

Universe: The Fabrics of Perception

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I am working with the Latin language and it is helping me to classify my thoughts more effectively by understanding historical correlations in meaning. For example matter was considered a fabric. The term for light, “lume”, comes from the term loom which alludes to textile manufacture. In fact all of the textile terms merge with geometry where they were practically applied.

WEAVE: a fabric
POINT: a intersection
LINE: a line
ANG: a cut
HEIR: an area
VOL: layers
QUAL: a bundle

These terms have influenced our thinking for literally thousands of years. We still talk of the “fabric” of space, the fabric of time and “material” or whatever. We are unintentionally applying a metaphor. Yet it is a metaphor that has served us well.

At this point I present a scale that I have arrived at for human sensory perception.

outsideness

– 8 , – 2 , – 1 , 0 , + 1 , + 2 , + 8

where

8 is infinity

2 is two

1 is one

0 is zero

+ is positive

– is negative

– 8 : WEAVE below perception: Datrice
– 2 : POINT: below acception: Sortrice
– 1 : LINE: below exception: Matrice
0 : ANGE: exception: Natrice
+ 1 : HEIR above exception: Patrice
+ 2 : VOL: above acception: Fratrice
+ 8 : QUAL: above perception: Satrice

1. WHO: Eyes: Occipital Lobe: Speciatation of Matter.

+ 8 , + 2 , + 1 , 0 , – 1 , – 2 , – 8

Standard prefixes with root ASTR for the night sky:

– 8 : WEAVISTER: below perception
– 2 : POINTISTER: below acception
– 1 : LINISTER: below exception
0 : ANGISTER: exception
+ 1 : HEIRISTER above exception
+ 2 : VOLISTER: above acception
+ 8 : QUALESTER: above perception

PhotonicPhotons, PhotonicElectrons, PhotoincIons, PhotonicGases, PhotonicLiquids, PhotonicSolids, PhotonicMolecules

2. WHAT: Ears: Temporal Lobe: Association of Matter

+ 8 , + 2 , + 1 , 0 , – 1 , – 2 , – 8

Standard prefixes with root FUL for Electricity or “Lightning” which is interesting because it means we hear events.

– 8 : WEAVIFUL: below perception
– 2 : POINTIFUL: below acception
– 1 : LINIFUL: below exception
0 : ANGIFUL: exception
+ 1 : HEIRIFUL: above exception
+ 2 : VOLIFUL: above acception
+ 8 : QUALIFUL: above perception

ElectronicPhotons, ElectronicElectons, ElectronicIons, ElectronicGases, ElectronicLiquids, ElectronicSolids, ElectronicMolecules

3. WHEN: Nose: Brainstem: Attibution of Matter

+ 8 , + 2 , + 1 , 0 , – 1 , – 2 , – 8

Standard prefixes with root FIED for Ions or burn which is interesting because it means we smell ions or things that are reactive.

– 8 : WEAVEFIED: below perception
– 2 : POINTFIED: below acception
– 1 : LINEFIED: below exception
0 : ANGFIED: exception
+ 1 : HEIRFIED: above exception
+ 2 : VOLFIED: above acception
+ 8 : QUALIFIED: above perception

IonicPhotons, IonicElectrons, IonicIons, IonicGases, IonicLiquids, IonicSolids, IonicMolecules

4. WHERE: Throat: Parietal Lobe: Domination of Matter

+ 8 , + 2 , + 1 , 0 , – 1 , – 2 , – 8

Standard prefixes with root AER for Gases

– 8 : WEAVIER: below perception
– 2 : POINTIER: below acception
– 1 : LINIER: below exception
0 : ANGIER: exception
+ 1 : HEIRIER: above exception
+ 2 : VOLIER: above acception
+ 8 : QUALIER: above perception

GasicPhotons, GasicElectrons, GasicIons, GasicGases, GasicLiquids, GasicSolids, GasicMolecules

5. WHY: Mouth: Frontal Lobe: Ingestion of Matter

+ 8 , + 2 , + 1 , 0 , – 1 , – 2 , – 8

Standard prefixes with root AEST for Liquids or “Sea” which is interesting because it means that the Sea is the surface of the water.

– 8 : WEAVIEST: below perception
– 2 : POINTIEST: below acception
– 1 : LINIEST: below exception
0 : ANGIEST: exception
+ 1 : HEIRIEST: above exception
+ 2 : VOLIEST: above acception
+ 8 : QUALIEST: above perception

LiquidicPhotons, LiquidicElectons, LiquidicIons, LiquidicGases, LiquidicLiquids, LiquiidicSolids, LiquidicMolecules

6. HOW: Body: Cerebellum: Deduction of Matter

+ 8 , + 2 , + 1 , 0 , – 1 , – 2 , – 8

Standard prefixes with root TER for Liquids or “Earth” because it means that the creators of the word Earth meant “water”.

– 8 : WEAVITER: below perception
– 2 : POINITER: below acception
– 1 : LINITER: below exception
0 : ANGITER: exception
+ 1 : HEIRITER: above exception
+ 2 : VOLITER: above acception
+ 8 : QUALITER: above perception

SolidicPhotons,  SolidicElectons, SolidicIons, SolidicGases, SolidicLiquids, SolidicSolidsSolidic, Molecules

HOW MUCH: Gut: brain region unknown

+ 8 , + 2 , + 1 , 0 , – 1 , – 2 , – 8

Standard prefixes with root DUCT for Counting which is interesting because this involves the digestive process.  Molecule literally means “soft stone”.  Another word for dung.

– 8 : WEAVIDUCT: below perception
– 2 : POINTIDUCT: below acception
– 1 : LINIDUCT: below exception
0 : ANGIDUCT: exception
+ 1 : HEIRIDUCT above exception
+ 2 : VOLIDUCT: above acception
+ 8 : QUALIDUCT: above perception

MoleculicPhotons, MoleculicElectrons, MoleculicIons, MoleculicGases, MoleculicLiquids, MoleculicSolids, MoleculicMolecules.

Note: The seven International System Units are:

– 8 : WEAVE: below perception: Candela
– 2 : POINT: below acception: Ampere
– 1 : LINE: below exception: Kelvin
0 : ANG: exception: Metre
+ 1 : HEIRabove exception: Second
+ 2 : VOL: above acception: Kilogram
+ 8 : QUAL: above perception: Mole

I posted all of the above, because I believe that classification is underrated. If we spent more time thinking about the aesthetics of our classification language, which is presently total crap, we might make more discoveries.

How much do we conceal from ourselves because we deceive ourselves into thinkng a dogmatic classification system won’t bear fruit.

Have you ever seen this guy?

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He beat his brains out letting the data talk to him and came up with this:

Periodic Table

When Dmitri Mendeleev created this table to describe periodic behaviour of the elements, many of the elements had not been discovered. However, the table projected what the properties of those elements would be making the search much easier.  Dmitri also was very good at making Vodka.

As I have discussed there are Satrice, Fratrice, Patrice, Natrice, Matrice, Sortrice and Datrice networks.  Each of them classify in different ways.  Understanding these networks and their classification are the road to new discoveries.  Networks are classification systems.

I just saw this in the New York Times:

knowledgemap

It is called a “Knowledge Map”.  It is a plot of the link clicking behaviour of a scientific community.  Not what they say is important, but where they are going that they think is important.  From this information it may be possible to reorganize knowledge to make it more accessible to everyone.

And that is what we are all here for getting and giving access.

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