From: Van Varga <vanvarga@xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx>
Date: Sat, 5 Feb 2000 05:16:44 -0800
I thought about you
using a tool, an implement, something to
give practical means to with,
like a violin, say, or your CAD cursor.
You knew right away that this was the tool you wanted to use.
It gave you such range.
It felt right.
Another idea is that of switching tools.
I go from playing violin for 25 years and then concurrently growing into
playing alto sax,
or, I lose my writing hand.
You change metaphors, and as a solution to the
you take responsibility for the choice of
to represent reality with
and, you savor those metaphors, ponder their suggestions, and above all,
you live with many of them and take no one in particular as absolute.
We were all children once and I think we presented our contexts to ourself
explicit linear sequences but through spirals of partly apprehended rules.
And its the same now; a contender has got a freshly chopped hand or a choice
of a new axe.
Shifted identities, interrupted paths, you duck, pirouette, you get damn
good at this new
vista, this new rangey, whip-around-anywhere-you-please, you¹re not driving
a fast car,
you¹re driving so your zigzags look like rising spirals, you¹re definitely
is innovative. You¹re good, man. Praise is a good thing. Keeps you on
your toes, everyone
knows-where-you¹re-at, peeking, with no strain, right at what you¹re doing.
comfortably in parallel, with your band, united in purpose, together.
Some of the verbal imagery and slurred over truth-value for this is from
Mary Catherine Bateson's "peripheral visions" in a loose rap loop context.