15 years has been motivated by a mission from god
who (Samuel! Samuel) instructed me To Improve
the Academy by example and exhortation, to tease,
tweak, twiddle, provoke for the sake of argument
best I can.
What else would drive such compulsion?
I can’t characterize it that way from the start. After
awhile I rationalize failure as indicating I must be doing
something right on a higher order you know outside the
box and this coy insight saves me from the insanity
Einstein says belongs to any who repeatedly repeat an
action that don’t pay off. Pay-off becomes the process.
For the love of it.
Cerebral Abdominal work-out for all to see me hear me
touch me feed me like me really like me—or hate,
that works too.
again to declare that my motivation for Facebook
posting is to call attention to myself, important to me
or I wouldn’t do it with such delight & unpostponed
joy. Maybe a “like” or two & some argument (nothing
I get in the halls of Academia) But that’s just I-cing.
waiting for Gödel or any theorem that might burst
thru, bolt in the blue, rectify & cut & chase by all the
dogs and cats and marmalade snacks, girls night out
and snow on the patio, pancakes for breakfast, the
collapse of Capitalism, grad skool debt, bromides,
platitudes & prayers for good news, smelling the coffee,
petting a puppy: god’s in his heavens and all’’s right
with the whirl or not. Wait’ll they get a load of this.