Thursday, September 27, 2007

Thursday



What to do? The impasse is still an impasse. The plateau is still the peak from which I can always fall, but can I surpass? Perhaps. The years of narrowing down to affordability, the lack of possibility, and the need for sustainability: is this all about ability or the lack thereof? Are we all the same person wanting the same things for ourselves and thinking similar thoughts behind similar faces? People: variations on a theme? From a distance, are cultures homogenous and noisy enough to sound like a symphony? Or, perhaps, are things slowly but surely pulling away from a calm core of a chorus into chaotic dissonance? Arguably, we are out of harmony with our environment, pummeling past it into the graces of clouds where only imagined immortals once dwelled.

Who cares?

This desk is still a desk. This chair, these clicking sounds that rise up into the air hit the ceiling (cement, not glass) and bounce back down again. False dichotomies have my analytic mind in a vice: meaning versus no meaning, something versus nothing, fatalism versus nihilism.

The middle path…who has discussed it before? Did it start with Aristotle? Maybe Socrates, or a Pre-Socratic Heraclitus? This was discussed by the much revered Buddha and centrists/moderates across the universe. But, is this compromise? Can a vision be so clear as to lead in one direction beyond all the others? The Buddha walked the middle path, but the same time was a rebel. That is to say, he followed an extreme that was radical because it was his own path. Is this what Heidegger called the calling?

Nothingness. Nothingness is still the something that hums like an OM that never gets as simplistic as an ocean’s breath. Nothingness that is the mundane that cannot or will not reveal to me its supposed sacredness. Human ideas imposed upon a world that was not conceived by human ideas…

When we were younger, we imagined that the future might be molded from our attempts and wishes. The future was (was!) a malleable thing and we were (were!) capable of holding it in our hands. That’s right, it in our hands, as if it was an object to be beholden to. Now, the future is no longer an object, but a mirage. A thing we cannot help but plan for (it is predictable), but also cannot count on (it does not exist). Life is unpredictable, or so we are told. Or, so we have witnessed. The random death of a child. The random strike of lightening. Randomness in itself may just be a human misconception. Chance…the human inability to assign meaning to events? Or, is chance instead meaning that is the human misconception: the drive for reason over stretching itself into arenas in which it is not applicable? Perhaps, this is the fourth, fifth, ninth, whatever dimension. Perhaps, this is the unfathomable cube for an ordinary square. What I conceive as my hidden inside might just be a perspective from which I cannot yet gaze.

Regardless, these thoughts are shot. They go nowhere faster than air arrives into lungs and proceed to leave them. Just another electrical wave in the dark. “Just another”? “Just”?

The assigning of value, the grand dreams of a broken ordinary genius.

Friday, September 21, 2007

Henry David Thoreau

“rather than love, than money, than fame, give me truth”

Tuesday, September 11, 2007

I stole this poem...

Hey Karl Marx!


Hey Karl Marx!
Are you listening?
Can you see it?
Your words are
being taught at
elitist universities
to the childrenof rich white republicrats
while laborersbuckle under
the weight of a system that
they can't beat
Obviously, they have missed the point.


© Wayne Mason 2004
Out of the unparalleled distinction
this young girl grew five heads
Each turned in a cubic direction
with the luckiest facing the clouds
smiling towards rain
evaluating the differences in grey before they inevitably give way to a myriad of
pinhole distinctions
unknown to those
Heads that face west
or east
or north
it truly depends
But only one only knows
up
The anti gravity
But only one only wonders
about the appearance of feet
But she can feel the differences between toes, all jammed together and sometimes
spread, allowing tickling blades of grass to slide between
instances of skin

But only one only wonders
about the contraption of shoes
aiding in walking
only wonders
about this act of running
She feels her legs
Legs?

When in the middle of the city
the only city in the world
and the lights outshine the moon
and the towers of commerce seem to lean together
creating a canopy for the
stone forest
she can still see every star
they cannot seem to hide
nor do they seem to want to hide
because she is the only head
never bowed, but forever face to face
speaking to you

Doldrums he said

Doldrums he said
On the flamingo lit beach
Highlighting a sand bar

Buried bar between
While the grays get angrier
While trying to outshine the inward intensity
Inherent to black
That grows warmer in the heat
That fails to get attacked

Nothing as usual
The game plan going
The wining of the millionth time
The inconsequential loss that never

Really means losing

Adding up to a time pocket
Rounded
At the edge
Secretly writing brightly
Of fuzzed indigenous neon
Unrelenting
In stretched flanks of horizon
Covering
An unmovable inch
Regarded as plastic encased
In further inflammable plastic

Same old same old

As the repetition means growth
As the repetition sparks the slow diamond

Beyond the departing and recumbent eyes of

Rationale
Moving

Thursday, September 06, 2007

eat your ADD



September 6, 2007
Some Food Additives Raise Hyperactivity, Study Finds
By ELISABETH ROSENTHAL
Common food additives and colorings can increase hyperactive behavior in a broad range of children, a study being released today found.
It was the first time researchers conclusively and scientifically confirmed a link that had long been suspected by many parents. Numerous support groups for attention deficit hyperactivity disorder have for years recommended removing such ingredients from diets, although experts have continued to debate the evidence.
But the new, carefully controlled study shows that some artificial additives increase hyperactivity and decrease attention span in a wide range of children, not just those for whom overactivity has been diagnosed as a learning problem.
The new research, which was financed by Britain’s Food Standards Agency and published online by the British medical journal The Lancet, presents regulators with a number of issues: Should foods containing preservatives and artificial colors carry warning labels? Should some additives be prohibited entirely? Should school cafeterias remove foods with additives?
After all, the researchers note that overactivity makes learning more difficult for children.
“A mix of additives commonly found in children’s foods increases the mean level of hyperactivity,” wrote the researchers, led by Jim Stevenson, a professor of psychology at the University of Southampton. “The finding lends strong support for the case that food additives exacerbate hyperactive behaviors (inattention, impulsivity and overactivity) at least into middle childhood.”
In response to the study, the Food Standards Agency advised parents to monitor their children’s activity and, if they noted a marked change with food containing additives, to adjust their diets accordingly, eliminating artificial colors and preservatives.
But Professor Stevenson said it was premature to go further. “We’ve set up an issue that needs more exploration,” he said in a telephone interview.
In response to the study, some pediatricians cautioned that a diet without artificial colors and preservatives might cause other problems for children.
“Even if it shows some increase in hyperactivity, is it clinically significant and does it impact the child’s life?” said Dr. Thomas Spencer, a specialist in Pediatric Psychopharmacology at Massachusetts General Hospital.
“Is it powerful enough that you want to ostracize your kid? It is very socially impacting if children can’t eat the things that their friends do.”
Still, Dr. Spencer called the advice of the British food agency “sensible,” noting that some children may be “supersensitive to additives” just as some people are more sensitive to caffeine.
The Lancet study focused on a variety of food colorings and on sodium benzoate, a common preservative. The researchers note that removing this preservative from food could cause problems in itself by increasing spoilage. In the six-week trial, researchers gave a randomly selected group of several hundred 3-year-olds and of 8- and 9-year-olds drinks with additives — colors and sodium benzoate — that mimicked the mix in children’s drinks that are commercially available. The dose of additives consumed was equivalent to that in one or two servings of candy a day, the researchers said. Their diet was otherwise controlled to avoid other sources of the additives.
A control group was given an additive-free placebo drink that looked and tasted the same.
All of the children were evaluated for inattention and hyperactivity by parents, teachers (for school-age children) and through a computer test. Neither the researchers nor the subject knew which drink any of the children had consumed.
The researchers discovered that children in both age groups were significantly more hyperactive and that they had shorter attention spans if they had consumed the drink containing the additives. The study did not try to link specific consumption with specific behaviors. The study’s authors noted that other research suggested that the hyperactivity could increase in as little as an hour after artificial additives were consumed.
The Lancet study could not determine which of the additives caused the poor performances because all the children received a mix. “This was a very complicated study, and it will take an even more complicated study to figure out which components caused the effect,” Professor Stevenson said.

Tuesday, September 04, 2007

A loitering of clouds
Hanging around, light
Intrinsically carefree

Meshell Ndegeocello at the Rose

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Me'Shell_Ndeg%C3%A9Ocello

she jams out around nyc town. twas a pleasure
***All poems are incorrectly formatted. Blogger.com does not allow me to format them they way I want to. saaaaaaaad.