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Feb. 12th, 2007 11:32 pmSo.
It poured with rain. We found a spot and spread Dad's ashes. The rain soaked them into the soil. He would have liked that. There didn't seem much to say. Mike and Alexis lingered at the site while I escorted Mother out of the rain and back to the car. We came home and ate a leisurely lunch, and talked about wills etc (ugh) after which they left to go back up North.
Mother q. down really.
Amused in a wry way about Cameron and dope smoking. Seem to remember that a significant number of Public Schoolboys of a certain age took drugs - if they go after Cameron, I hope all the others get outed retrospectively as well: all the editors of newspapers; all the TV journalists; all the hypocrites, every last one.
It poured with rain. We found a spot and spread Dad's ashes. The rain soaked them into the soil. He would have liked that. There didn't seem much to say. Mike and Alexis lingered at the site while I escorted Mother out of the rain and back to the car. We came home and ate a leisurely lunch, and talked about wills etc (ugh) after which they left to go back up North.
Mother q. down really.
Amused in a wry way about Cameron and dope smoking. Seem to remember that a significant number of Public Schoolboys of a certain age took drugs - if they go after Cameron, I hope all the others get outed retrospectively as well: all the editors of newspapers; all the TV journalists; all the hypocrites, every last one.
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Date: 2007-02-13 01:34 pm (UTC)In coming to terms with things, it has all been very strange, my dear. Without going into detail, the last year/eighteen months or so have been quite trying. I'm not naturally a very dutiful person, more an unconcerned hedonist, so it's more strange yet.
Also I have to deal with Dad's legacy. Apart from being an executor of his estate, he left me the property I live in: so beyond all imagining, I'm a home owner.
My eyrie is now mine own for an hermitage. And as much as I may, I will contemplate, and give in to those moments of abstraction, and pray to my strange mathematical gods.
Go well and think well and worry not about responding. When you do, you do, and such is a delight.
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Date: 2007-02-13 09:51 pm (UTC)Please accept my condolences: they are meant in the best way. May you heal, and in your healing be stronger; may you find in yourself forgiveness where none was deserved by or forthcoming from he who has wronged you; may his shade find rest; and may his good deeds survive him and all his sins dissolve into the thin air. You are at least part of that good, whether he knew it or not.
I know you're not religious, but in my orisons to my strange Mathematical Gods, I shall mention you.
Fortune attend you well, Lady.
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Date: 2007-02-14 11:22 am (UTC)Vaguely Gnostic.
Mathematical Fundamentalism accepts a belief in God/Gods, but such is not required. However the only knowledge/revelation of God is from the text, which in this case consists of the contants and abstracts of the universe. (ie: e; i; pi; c; etc), not stuff written by self-seeking schizophrenics with a taste for hallucinogenic mushrooms.
Logicians and mathematicians are its prophets. Logic is a sacrement.
Basically it's boring mystical shit that ties in with M theory and the strongly anthropic universe/multiverse. Mystical Physics is another good way of looking at it.
It's not a proselytising religion. You can't be converted excepting if you stumble upon it yourself, or you ask someone who knows about it, and, in general, they'll just send you back to atheism or your original religion.
Nerdy types at Trinity, Cambridge (Newton's old college) had a loose association of mystically inclined Mathmos, and I suppose, it's grown out of their thought. I don't have quite the maths to be au fait with all the ramifications of it, but who does outside academic pure mathematicians who live for thinking?
But it has the beautiful quality of assuming and arguing everyone else is wrong, and it doesn't deny science, because it cannot. However, Godel's incompleteness I and II do attest to the limitations of knowledge. Godel II - (and I paraphrase) there are things which, although true, cannot be proven to be so.
An Erdos number above seven helps.
(If one is going to have a religion a difficult, bonkers, and essentially benign one seems the best bet. And it really gets up the noses of fundamentalist Christians when you describe how small their god is, even in comparison to the Hindu concept of Brahma, let alone the Physics/MathFun idea of a being transcending the multiverse.)
Am slightly uncomfortable talking about this stuff, as it's a bit mad. Well, barking actually.
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Date: 2007-02-14 02:52 pm (UTC)And I've been informed that it's an Erdos number less than nine at present.