online: 10 november 2011 modified: 9, 10 november 2011 9 november 2011 electric gloves
at pond 2
...trying out gloves* made for writing on a handheld touchscreen in cold air...
*touchscreen gloves, a thoughtful gift... more accurately described as conductive gloves (as fingertips include metallic threads that conduct electricity)... yes they seem to work well despite enlarging and insulating the fingers... i can immediately type as accurately as with bare hands!
...a peaceful moment by a lake... as last leaves fall on land and water... aware of previous digital diary entries reaching other minds or remaining unseen or incommunicable in the webarchive... while the ground is now wet and the leaves are becoming soil and mud and eventually sedimentary rock... and a coot on the water washes and dries itself with rapid vibration of wings and beak and tail and feathers...
...now a loud wailing sound of a power tool that someone is using to cut or drill or perhaps blow air at fallen leaves... or whatever material the forest gardeners are attempting to change in form or position... which reminds me of my theory of manufacture as changing the position and/or the form of materials and/or of information...
Some Effects of Automation on Positions and Times of Work. Unpublished paper presented at Ergonomics Research Society Symposium, Bristol, England, April 1957... an expanded version appears in the internet and everyone, pages 79 to 103.
...i catch sight through the trees of rapid fluctuation of the water surface in gentle breeze while the coot (now perched on a branch of a fallen willow) continues to dry itself...
... and now... taking thought... in partial detachment from this scene... i attempt to keep quiet (in the manner of C G Jung's former patient) and to let nature (human or otherwise) continue unchanged except for the movements of minute particles or waves or codes or words (etcetera) in the process of writing this as my only action but for breathing, heartbeat and other such self-maintaining processes ...
...recalling the words in which the former patient described her new state of simply growing out of difficulties too great to be resolved by her powers... and her satisfactory alternative of merely sitting back to observe the marvellous realities revealed... once ulterior purposes are at least partly dispensed with....
...and now this electrically gloved finger awaits events both internal and external (even depressive or ecstatic) out of which may emerge the future of all this and the unnameables in the whole scene and the existence of one and every other...
...recalling the intense words of Gertrude Stein in last night's reading of her writing... and today i learn from Robert Bartlett Haas and others how she was changing the dimensions and nature of literature as she said goodbye to the past except for the capacity to remember and to attend to one's thoughts as reality... and that our minds 'can never meet, only touch'*... (and so the expanded modern literature can be only partially shared... but not communicated as if it were a bounded message... for it's a world... as is each person's thought)...
*Gertrude Stein, A Primer for the Gradual Understanding of Gertrude Stein, edited by Robert Bartlett Haas, Black Sparrow Press, Los Angeles 1973, page 56.
...pause to examine my electrified paws and my electrical past... and then to read what was written hereabove quite unexpectedly and even new... as it passes through an electric fingertip...
...as i walked away i saw that the wailing power tool was a circular saw cutting through artificial stone to make steps in a sloping pathway... is this to make it easier for old people... or to make it worse for those who want the heath to remain natural... or to satisfy safety regulations... but surely it's all such questions... which should be decided not by officials and specialists but by everyone concerned in this reality...
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