I.A.M.

Dear American Literati and Colleagues
Across the Curriculum.

“Pure chance might lead to absolute
newness, to creations that could not
have been forseen even if one knew
the unrevealed contents of self or cosmos. 

Almost as a matter of definition, such
absolute newness (in either evolution
or art) can only arise if the process
itself has no purpose, for where there
is purpose, creations  reveal  it and are
not, therefore, absolutely new.”
                        Lewis Hyde, on Trickster.

Outdoors of Doors
Leadership Programs
 
Incommensurate:  to measure  one
realm or domain or aspect in the terms
of another realm or domain or aspect.
 
To assess Outdoors, say, in terms of
Indoors or vice versa.  Judge Florida
in terms of North Carolina & vice versa.
Assess Turk&Greek rivalry in terms of  
a small liberal arts college nestled in the
Blue Ridge,  my so-called courses with
them other guys etc.
 
Incommensurate: 
      can't measure one in the terms
      of an other without doing injustice
      to the integrity of both. 
 
We do it all the time.  
 
                        I.A.M.
Incommensurate Awareness Month
 
Celebrating how I rip-off, reduce and
translate into my own terms the values
of Other and Whole—any other, any
whole.
 
How could it be other wise?
 
Irrationality?  I rationalize to understand.
Illogical:  I make logical or scold as  illogical
and ignore. Dreams, I translate into Waking
Life
 
I curse the darkness & lite it with my own
lucid schemes:  illuminate unconscious with
my conscious aims, goals,  and measurable
outcomes.
 
Naturally.
 
Knowing this ( my incommensurations)
is different if not better than not.
 
I hate “other”  and “else”  and “whole”
and “holy”  if it’s not in  my own terms
of desire. My way.
 
I could deny this.  Cover it in emperor’s
new clothing  But this is I.A.M.  Time to
confess my  crimes of fashion: throw
beads,  bare my breasts.