Computers are binary calculation machines, which have reduced mathematics to a series of on-off series. Is it the same with ponderosa pines? Look at the light, filling these needles. Look at how […]
Are Pine Trees Binary Engines?
Of Water and Memory
One could call the stones in the shore of Big Bar Lake below “wet.” They have been taken into the power of “wetting”, or wætur. They have, in other words, been wetted. […]
Oh, Lego, You Have So Much to Answer For
We all need a place to live. In the world of creativity, there’s a place for everyone. If not, you can make one out of stuff lying around. Bridge and highway material […]
The Artwork of the Forest Floor
Well, not art, exactly. It is through these structures of synapses in compound webs that a forest thinks. Balance is all. Colour too. And look how a random imbalance thrusts the energy […]
A Biological Mind is Not a Sears Roebuck Catalogue, or The Joy of Driftwood
It’s cool to be a biological critter and to see the world through body images. Here are some bodies sharing the day at Rialto Beach. When a body falls, a beam and […]
Every Tree Knows Leaves are Better than Lightbulbs, Mr. Edison
Edison made lightbulbs to imitate gas globes, which were, like, dangerously explosive pressure capsules, so thanks, Thomas, for that, but flame does not have to be hot. Leaves don’t make light, of […]
Becoming Earth and Sea
Imagine, walking through your mind and finding yourself lying at your feet. There you are, washed over twice daily by the sea and twice by the sky. Western thought would call this […]
Enslaving the Earth Through Reading
A book is a portable device for storing and sharing information, using multiple screens viewed in sequence to lead its readers through narratives of time. If there is no narrative of time, […]
Space-Time and the Arrowstone Hills
Right, so yesterday I proposed that we can read the earth as a language built upon her bones, which divide horizontally into time and vertically into narrative and breakage. I also suggested […]
Habitat for Great Horned Owls
In Vernon, trees planted fifty years ago are getting to be old growth now. Perfect to settle into. There’s Mom in back. And here’s the nest that Robin built when he heard […]
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