The Grand Spark

Two oppositely charged objects are attracted to each other. The attraction is very weak until the two object come very close together. It's as if they don't even know the other exists. The closer they get together the more the attraction increases until there is a break down in the space between the the charge unloads and jumps the gap. An equal and opposite flow erupts from both objects, the negative flows to fill the positive and vise-versa.

This is the spark. The interesting thing being that this first spark ignites the air before there is even a contact between the two objects. What happens now depends on the nature of the environment around the objects and the objects them selves. In situation where the objects were charges by external elements not naturally occurring, the charge is discharged and the objects are left neutral to each other respectively. In situations where the objects are recharged by thier environment, they recharge only to reach a point where the breakdown in the space between is overcome and the spark ignites the air again. In times of greater separation a greater charge is reached resulting in a longer period between discharges but a much greater arc of blue fire is achieved upon ignition. The closer they come together the faster and more often this electric event occurs but they are less dramatic.

The pinnacle of the relationship occurs when the oppositely charges objects exist in such a state that they recharge each other. The flow of negative to positive and positive to negative occurres at such a rate that the charge gains a momentum. The charges rush so quickly to the other side that by the time they reach the other side they have reseparated them selves. The objects have reversed polarity and the charges must rush to the other side to compensate. But again there is not discharge. Each object is pouring energy into the gap, occurring simultaneously and oppositely. The bouncing back and forth of charge is occurring many many more times in the same amount of time than that of the original spark. The back and forth reaches a state of harmony. A constant eb and flow, which is self sustaining or at least sustainable for a time. A music note is struck if you will, played upon the air between these objects. What was once and instantaneous bolt of blue, becomes a lengthened electric fire which glows pink.

This is Plasma. The Grand Spark.

It's the Little Things

Spurred by a friends post I would like to take a minute to recap on the wondrous little bits, the treads that sew life together into a tapestry of enjoyment. This is especially pertinent today because I've been thinking a lot about the things I've put on hold this last year. I seem to have buried my self.

First is books. I miss the way a hard back feels in my hands. The sound of the pages turning. The feeling of finishing one and then bumping into someone who has read it too and getting to talk about it.

I miss my bike. I didn't ride it once this summer. It's painful to admit that. I miss making my own path, jumping curbs, taking the stairs and especially riding with no hands.

I miss music. I suppose I have done a pretty good job of getting my ears wet but the vast majority of my auditory time has been spent with talk. Learning the ins and outs, rather than feeding the yearning of hearing beats fade in and out, and waiting for the MC to move his mouth, excited about what comes out.

I miss my social life. I miss going to shows. I miss the Fox Theater. I miss bumping into people out on the town. I miss having an income that made it all possible. I miss dropping in on my friends and plopping down on the couch for a moment. Hanging out long enough to get tired of their giant screen yelling at me, thinking "I can't believe you watch this crap", and then making my way back out in to the sun.

I miss food. I still eat of course. But not the way I used to. I miss huge shopping trips with carts full of goodness. I miss the chopping, the frying, the baking, the glass of wine in the kitchen and then sitting down to devour it. I miss going to kick ass restaurants, deliberating over the menu selection and then scrutinizing the experience at the end.

I miss going to the movies, but I don't miss the price. I miss going the theater, dance performances and crazy art shows. I miss I miss the spontaneous nature in which most of these events found there way on to my schedule.

I miss golf. I miss driving up to my dads for a day. I miss skiing, and having the kind of life where if we got snowed in I had nothing to worry about and I could just stay. I miss having a job with lots of coworkers. I miss living in town.

It would appear that everything is missing.

Was it worth it?

With out question.... it was.

Digital Stone Project

http://www.digitalstoneproject.org

3D Stone printer. Very cool

Word of the Day: Existentialist.

An Existentialist is someone who believes in Existential Philosophies. These are sentiments which express that a person's meaning or existence, is derived from them selves. That is to say that we determine our own destinies through our choices and nothing is predetermined. To put it another way an existentialist would not support the idea of a destiny at all unless it was express as one which has been chosen for ones self. An existentialist would ponder the meaning of the their existence through the consequences of their actions. Their current circumstance would be thought of as a consequence of a previous decision and there for not an external influence. A genetic disposition would be considered an external influence and there for not responsible for ones predicament.

An existentialist philosophy can be a fragile one as all meaning is derived from the self. By deciding that ones existence is meaningless, once has created a self-fulfilling prophecy.

"As Sartre puts it in his Existentialism is a Humanism: "man first of all exists, encounters himself, surges up in the world – and defines himself afterwards." Of course, the more positive, therapeutic aspect of this is also implied: You can choose to act in a different way, and to be a good person instead of a cruel person. Here it is also clear that since man can choose to be either cruel or good, he is, in fact, neither of these things essentially."
-Baird, Forrest E.; Walter Kaufmann (2008). From Plato to Derrida. Upper Saddle River, New Jersey: Pearson Prentice Hall. ISBN 0-13-158591-6.

The following is and excerpt from Here

Existentialism is defined by the slogan Existence precedes Essence. This means:

1. We have no predetermined nature or essence that controls what we are, what we do, or what is valuable for us.

2. We are radically free to act independently of determination by outside influences.

3. We create our own human nature through these free choices.

4. We also create our values through these choices.

The Picture at the top can be found here

Robots!