Δαφνη Ευτυχια Αρθουρος

"Walking down a path between a forest and a high-grass meadow one bright day in late June, hundreds of grasshoppers leap out of your path at every step. The high grass to one side is alive with the sounds of grasshoppers leaping and falling, almost like the sound of steady rain on your car roof. They are all so busy.

"And you realize: Everything alive is so fully busy living. It is only us humans that make such a... a production of it."

silmaril, 2007-07-02

"Walking down a path between a forest and a high-grass meadow one bright day in late June, hundreds of grasshoppers leap out of your path at every step. The high grass to one side is alive with the sounds of grasshoppers leaping and falling, almost like the sound of steady rain on your car roof. They are all so busy.

"And you realize: Everything alive is so fully busy living. It is only us humans that make such a... a production of it."

silmaril, 2007-07-02

Garlic-free dill pickles taste funny. The absence of garlic didn't register immediately as lack-of-something; it seemed as though there was an extra, very strange flavour. Curious, I took a closer look at the label on the jar, and things became clear. (Yes, of course this was an accidental puchase. If I'd known such things existed on the market, I would've paid more attention to the little "garlic free" flag stuck between two larger words, and reached for a different jar.)

(And in unrelated news, a wee update re: yesterday: Wow do my legs hurt. Not going for long walks today. Errands will have to wait.)

Garlic-free dill pickles taste funny. The absence of garlic didn't register immediately as lack-of-something; it seemed as though there was an extra, very strange flavour. Curious, I took a closer look at the label on the jar, and things became clear. (Yes, of course this was an accidental puchase. If I'd known such things existed on the market, I would've paid more attention to the little "garlic free" flag stuck between two larger words, and reached for a different jar.)

(And in unrelated news, a wee update re: yesterday: Wow do my legs hurt. Not going for long walks today. Errands will have to wait.)

A phrase that's going to bounce merrily around in my head for awhile: "the dangers of setting up an autonomous process in one's own brain" . (What counts as 'autonomous'? The context of the phrase sounds more like what I call a 'background process' by analogy to computing. And even without getting into brain-hacking (which I would say has not hurt me, except that were I to say such a thing, it would open the door for some wise-ass or two or a dozen ...), there are sub-conscious processes going on in our brains all the time: the visual and auditory pattern-matching processes, for example, that figure out whether a sight or sound we'd not been intentionally paying attention to is something that we need to suddenly become conscious of, like hearing our own name jump out of a blur of background noise, or identifying a particular shape+motion in our peripheral vision as a spider. Anyhow, the phrase is sticking in my mind for the moment, in much the same way that a song can get stuck.)

A phrase that's going to bounce merrily around in my head for awhile: "the dangers of setting up an autonomous process in one's own brain" . (What counts as 'autonomous'? The context of the phrase sounds more like what I call a 'background process' by analogy to computing. And even without getting into brain-hacking (which I would say has not hurt me, except that were I to say such a thing, it would open the door for some wise-ass or two or a dozen ...), there are sub-conscious processes going on in our brains all the time: the visual and auditory pattern-matching processes, for example, that figure out whether a sight or sound we'd not been intentionally paying attention to is something that we need to suddenly become conscious of, like hearing our own name jump out of a blur of background noise, or identifying a particular shape+motion in our peripheral vision as a spider. Anyhow, the phrase is sticking in my mind for the moment, in much the same way that a song can get stuck.)