Thursday, July 20, 2017

Friday, July 07, 2017

Mathematics, Suffering

Δίκα δὲ τοῖς μὲν παθοῦσ-
ιν μαθεῖν ἐπιρρέπει

Put two apples in an empty cube box. Add another two. How many apples are there in the box? That was easy. Now, empty the box.

Fill it half full of water. Put an apple on a stick. Poke the apple end of the stick into the water, so the apple is completely submerged. Measure the height of the water line. (Use the side of the cube as your unit. The increase is a fraction.) Calculate the volume of the apple.

Calculate the radius of the apple. Calculate the maximum number of apples that can be fit into the box. Calculate the volume left over. Redo your calculation with apples cut in half. Quartered. In eighths.

What is the volume of the largest cube you can cut out of the apple? How many of these cubes can you fit in the box? How much space will be left over?

Wednesday, July 05, 2017

Poetry is the art of writing down how you feel.
How. Not what you feel.
Emotions are the means by which we feel.
They are the apparatus of feeling,
as a concept is an instrument of thought.
An emotion is my readiness to feel something.
It may be more or less precise, affording feelings
that are more or less intense.

Poetry is the art of writing emotions down.
The poet shows us our emotions so we can
tinker with them. A poem makes us feel
better. It does not give us better feelings,
but makes us better able to feel,
more precise in our way of feeling.
How do you feel? (How, again, not what.)
In your suffering, be yourself, that's how.

Saturday, July 01, 2017

The philosopher's stance to
the poet's breath—
as existence to inspiration.

Note: ex-sistare, "to stand forth"; in-spirare, "to breathe upon".