LYRICS

The applications are to blameAll the people do all dayIs stare into a phone (Placebo, Too Many people)

“Take nothing but memories, leave nothing but footprints!” (Chief Seattle)

When rock stars were myths (Sandi Thom, I Wish I Was A Punk Rocker)

Machines were mice and men were lions once upon a time, Now that it's the opposite it's twice upon a time (Moondog)

Time is an illusion (Einstein)

Sunday, 19 June 2022

1/2 Essay (6)

 Miscoded genes are selected if the acrobatics of survival determine it (see prev) - via balance and proportion, natch. Nothing will work unless it is mechanically sound. One of the most blatant examples is a mating ball of cactus bees. These are solitary, not hive bees, and a female has emerged from her nest to be swarmed by competing males.


Bees are nothing if not machine-like but of course, their behaviour revolves round desire and personal reaction. In the picture, one male emerges with the female and the others disperse. 

Is that what one would call Darwinian selection? First of all, the winning bee has to be mechanically sound or athletic, and it's clear the genes do not evolve to fit the acrobatic ticket (1/2 Essay 5). There is no evolution, only mistakes of coding. Only if the mistakes happen to fit acrobatically is it coded into the genetic sequence (ie most genes go unexpressed.)

The basic point is one can map gene expression to any particular body part or function so it can appear as if genes are highly specific (to form and function.) But that is only so because there are so many unexpressed genes that do nor fit the mechanics of the body activity. 

Acolytes adopt a topsy-turvy argument because it suits their distorted logic (of the head.) It's a circular argument that says genes are selective, whereas actually only miscoded genes (mistakes) are selected by the acrobatics of survival. 

This means that the physical situation - of balance and proportion - develops as we see it in nature. The symbiosis of bees and flowers, for example, the activity of gathering pollen (for pollination) and Nectar (for food.)

Bees are quintessentially mechanical creatures. The hymenoptera (family) are double-winged, and tiny hooks connect the two wings in flight. They have specialised feathered paws for Nectar collection.

The physical situation of action always comes first and develops in symbiosis with others. Therefore, the time factor (rhythm) and the mechanics are part of one thing.

Instead of a circular argument inside the mirror of illusions (detection -DNA -and logic), there is the circle of life and death, or physical reality.

The physical reality contains dirt in the essential cycle of minerals and humus (in the desert burrows.) Death stalks the lunar landscape of the desert because that is part of life.

Without death, life would just be a subroutine of some AI computer (electromagnetism, sun.) The moon is intrinsically physical.

Whereas a circular (closed) argument satisfies the ego (head) with number and logic, the physical reality contains the rhythms of life and the symbols of life and death.

With the moon comes the cyclical activity in the physical world that contains the myths and practices of Man as well as animals.

In short, the rhythms and the desires, the personal reaction of individuals comprise the physical world. One can't detach the physical from the psyche because of the fundamental nature of rhythm in reality. In music, in expression, in fighting, survival.

This basically softens the idea of survival, since it is not simply a heartless game of apparent randomness. It has to be musical and athletic first and foremost and in-tune with a lunar landscape of strong physical substance. 

Without the strength, mental faculties are weak and distorted, despite all the Nobels bandied about. The facile nature of survival is left out of the modern equation (of the ego.) It's less a case of calculation than just Let It Be(e). Vibe with the flow, man.

WINGS

It's easy enough then to recognize large-scale similarities and the primordial truths that connect us to the universe of rhythm (invariable time) that needs no calculation. And that is a type of rebellion from whatever it is that modernity has become.